Dark Immortal Cultivation

Oops!

Zhang Qing suddenly had a bad feeling.

In the previous battle, he deserted his post and did not fight alongside Wei Xiong.

Team leader Wei Xiong's primary task is to seize this point and hold Zhang Qing accountable.

He really couldn't defend himself.

But Zhang Qing also felt very wronged.

The enemy was powerful, and his strength was weak. Joining the Changfeng Society's night patrol team wouldn't bring him much benefit.

I can't risk my life, can I?

"Zhang Qing!"

Just as Zhang Qing was about to argue, Wei Xiong suddenly stepped forward, stretched out his large palm, and patted him hard on the shoulder: "Well done!"

Zhang Qing was swayed by his powerful slap, but he breathed a huge sigh of relief.

What a scare!

Zhang Qing quickly forced a smile: "It's all thanks to the team leader's divine prowess!"

This wasn't Zhang Qing flattering him.

In fact, if Wei Xiong hadn't drawn the enemy's attention and withstood most of the firepower, how could he have broken through!

"You don't need to be modest..."

Wei Xiong shook his head and said seriously, "You deserve two small credits for tonight's battle!"

During his all-out fight, he did not neglect to observe his surroundings, and thus discovered that Zhang Qing had killed two opponents in succession.

This Qi Refining Level 4 Body Cultivator not only secured an opportunity for Zhang Qing to break through, but Zhang Qing also helped alleviate some of the pressure on him.

So even though the enemy's body had been taken away.

However, Wei Xiong still acknowledged Zhang Qing's victory!

The principle of rewarding merit is one of the reasons why the Changfeng Society has been able to stand strong in Qing'anji for decades.

As for Zhang Qing's concern about desertion in the face of battle, Wei Xiong was actually well aware of it.

But he won't hold it against him.

Compared to Zhang Qing, the performance of the other team members was truly terrible!

It should be noted that Zhang Qing had only been in the outer hall for less than half a month and was only at the second level of Qi Refining. It was truly remarkable that he dared to fight so bravely at the critical moment.

Ultimately, preserving oneself is a perfectly reasonable course of action.

Wei Xiong also ordered a retreat.

Therefore, under these circumstances, he decided to publicly reward Zhang Qing to boost morale!

Since it was already very late and the third watch of the night was not far off, the cultivators from the Changfeng Society who came to their aid quickly searched the surrounding area and then immediately returned to their camp.

In this battle, the third night patrol team lost two members and two others were wounded.

Such a loss is actually a stroke of good fortune amidst misfortune.

Back home, Zhang Qing reviewed the entire battle and still felt lingering fear.

If the enemy had focused all their firepower on him from the start, he would have been dead for sure.

Furthermore, if they hadn't chosen to break through, they might have been injured like the others, or even lost their lives!

Zhang Qing's act of going against the grain was actually quite reckless.

At that moment, with life and death hanging in the balance, he had no time to think carefully and made his decision entirely based on intuition.

Looking back now, I think there was an element of luck involved.

Thinking of this, Zhang Qing couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

He still wanted things to be simple.

I previously thought that joining the Changfeng Society would give me a powerful patron and a way to obtain fragments of the Ruins.

I never expected to encounter such danger!

The problem is that as long as you live in a camp, you can never be truly safe.

The key is still to improve our strength!

He took a deep breath, clearing his mind of all distracting thoughts, then sat cross-legged on the bed and began cultivating the "Mysterious Origin Technique".

This wasn't Zhang Qing cramming at the last minute; his cultivation and strength had been gradually improved in this way.

What you keep in mind will surely resonate; what you persevere in will surely bring you rewards!

Another night has passed.

The next morning, Zhang Qing went to the Changfeng Association's headquarters to claim his credit.

Changfeng Society is a small gang.

But though small, it has all the essential parts, divided into outer hall, inner hall, punishment hall, and merit hall, etc.

Gang members can receive monthly stipends and benefits in the Xuntang, and exchange battle merits for rewards such as martial arts techniques, pills, talismans, and weapons.

Xuntang was also responsible for recording and evaluating the merits of the gang's disciples.

After showing his identification badge, an elderly cultivator with white hair took out a thick ledger, opened it, and nodded, saying, "Zhang Qing, you've earned two new minor merits. Would you like to redeem them for the reward?"

Zhang Qing was initially worried that his credit wouldn't be implemented so quickly, but he didn't expect Changfeng Society to be so efficient.

He quickly asked, "What are the two minor functions you want to exchange?"

The old monk sitting behind the desk glanced at him and slowly replied, "There are plenty of things I can trade for. What do you want?"

Zhang Qing's eyes lit up: "Can we exchange fragments of the Void Items for them?"

"Fragments of ruins?"

The old monk gave a strange look: "What do you need this for? I don't have it."

What! ?

Zhang Qing was immediately stunned, as if struck by a club: "Nothing?"

He risked his life to earn two minor merits.

But surprisingly, I couldn't exchange for any fragments of the Void Items.

Zhang Qing's original intention for joining the Changfeng Society was essentially torn apart!

"Fragments of ruins are useless to ordinary people."

The old monk explained slowly, "It's useless to our gang, so what's the point of storing it in the vault?"

He paused, then added, "Unless it's a ruin."

The old monk then chuckled, "If it really is a relic, our guild won't be able to protect it."

"Would you like to exchange for pills or talismans?"

Disappointed, Zhang Qing shook his head and left Xuntang dejectedly.

But before he could even leave the camp, he heard a voice calling from behind: "Junior Brother Zhang, please wait!"

Zhang Qing subconsciously turned around and saw a young cultivator dressed in a dark blue outfit chasing after him.

Zhang Qing was stunned.

The dark blue-black color of the robes indicates the status of an inner hall disciple.

But he didn't know the other person at all.

But Zhang Qing didn't dare to be negligent, so he bowed and said, "Senior brother, is there anything I can help you with?"

The young cultivator stopped in his tracks and said with a smile, "Junior Brother Zhang, I am Fang Mian from the inner hall. I have something I'd like to discuss with you. How about we talk at the teahouse outside?"

After a moment's thought, Zhang Qing agreed.

He was very curious about the other party's purpose in coming.

There is a teahouse about a hundred steps away from the Changfeng Society's headquarters.

It's a great place to discuss business.

After the two sat down, Fang Mian got straight to the point and asked, "Junior Brother Zhang, were you trying to exchange your minor merit points for fragments of rare items in Xuntang earlier?"

Zhang Qing was surprised: "How did you know?"

There was no one else around when he was talking to the old monk.

Fang Mian smiled mysteriously, but did not answer directly.

He picked up the teacup on the table and said, "Xuntang doesn't have any fragments of the Ruins, but I do. Do you want to trade?"

Zhang Qing immediately understood: "Exchange a small amount of merit?"

Fang Mian nodded: "That's right."

Zhang Qing asked in confusion, "Then will I trade my combat abilities to you?"

He had only been a member of the Changfeng Society for a short time and this was his first time earning merit. He only knew that he could exchange it for rewards in the Xuntang.

But I'm not sure if I can trade with someone else.

"Direct transactions are obviously not an option."

Fang Mian laughed heartily: "But where there's a will, there's a way! There's always more solution than problem!"

Zhang Qing was speechless.

He suspected the other person was also a time traveler and really wanted to ask, "Can I add you on WeChat?"

Of course, this absurd idea only existed in Zhang Qing's mind for a moment.

He has more important things to worry about now!