Fairy Eye

The Cultivation Techniques Pavilion is located in the Southern Sect Square. The cultivation techniques stored inside are not of high grade; they are mostly Yellow-grade spells for Qi Refining stage practitioners.

Three Qi Refining stage deacons take turns guarding it.

One of the stewards was named Zhao Changping, who was in his forties and was Zhao Ruiling's uncle. He had a cultivation level of the eighth level of Qi Refining.

Zhao Changping learned of Zhao Ruiling's death after the Enforcement Hall had already announced the case's closure. Looking at the pile of bones on the ground, his face was extremely grim.

Even though the deputy head of the Enforcement Hall, who was in the early stages of Foundation Establishment, explained the case proceedings to him in detail, and it sounded very reasonable, he still found it hard to accept.

I think there's a big problem here.

So, after leaving the Hall of Law Enforcement, he immediately went to the Milky Way Valley to find Kong He and requested to see Han Lin in person.

Kong He did not refuse and called Han Lin over.

Zhao Changping stared at Han Lin and said, "Han Lin, don't think I don't know. You killed Zhao Ruiling and then threw him into the python pit, didn't you?"

After undergoing multiple rounds of investigation, Han Lin had long since become indifferent. However, upon hearing this, he feigned fear and said, "Senior Zhao, I know you must be heartbroken right now, but you can't fabricate facts out of thin air and wrong this junior. I have said many times that I did not see Senior Brother Zhao at all that night."

"To be honest, I'm quite innocent myself. I was targeted for no reason. Luckily, I'm blessed with good fortune and a long life, otherwise I would probably be the one who has disappeared by now..."

These words, carrying a hint of resistance and retaliation, can be considered a reasonable reaction from a normal person who has been wronged.

After hearing this, Kong He said, "Junior Brother Zhao, I guarantee that Han Lin has no problems. You shouldn't keep harping on him."

"Speaking of which, your nephew is indeed a person of questionable character. Han only earned some unexpected points, and he's already holding a grudge against him."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Changping's already gloomy face turned even uglier.

Although Kong He is right that his nephew does like to bully others, there is no need to say it to his face.

"Alright, alright, Han Lin, you better behave yourself and don't give me any leverage over you! Otherwise, I'll make you pay a heavy price."

After saying this in a snarling voice, Zhao Changping got up and left.

"Junior Brother Zhao, let me see you off."

"No!"

"Don't be angry..."

"roll!"

"..."

Kong He followed him to the door to see him off, but Zhao Changping was completely unmoved and strode out of the camp with a flick of his sleeve.

"Neuropathy."

Kong He rolled his eyes at Zhao Changping's retreating figure, then turned and walked back into the house.

"Han Lin, don't take it to heart. This matter has been settled. He won't dare to do anything to you. Go back to work."

"Yes."

Han Lin bowed respectfully and left the stone house. Only at this moment did his heart finally settle down.

With Zhao Changping gone, Galaxy Valley gradually returned to peace. Everyone was busy with their own affairs, and few people mentioned Zhao Ruiling and the other two anymore.

After being on guard for two or three days, Han Lin got back on track, working during the day and cultivating in the cave he had been in before at night.

This continued for a long time, and soon it was March of the following year.

Galaxy Valley has changed dramatically.

The once desolate scene is no more. Winding bluestone paths meander through the valley, and on both sides of the paths sit quiet and elegant private courtyards.

Each courtyard covers an area of ​​more than one acre, with artificial hills and flowing water inside. It not only has a quiet room for seclusion, but also an independent medicinal garden for cultivating spiritual herbs.

According to the steward Kong He, such a huge courtyard is only occupied by one formal disciple.

This made everyone extremely envious.

I fantasize that it would be wonderful if I could live here.

But many people know that they can only dream about it; with their talent, becoming a formal disciple is far too difficult.

This day was March 15th.

The Galaxy Valley project has been under construction for over a year now.

After finishing the last bit of work, everyone swept the bluestone path in the valley clean and returned to the camp outside the valley to gather.

Since construction came to an end a month ago, the camp has been moved from inside the valley to outside, which means they are leaving and going home.

"First of all, thank you all for your hard work over the past year! The construction of Galaxy Valley has passed inspection and the higher-ups have expressed great satisfaction..." Kong He stood at the front, a smile on his face, and delivered his final speech.

Everyone had different expressions. Some felt that they had gained a lot this year, not only by obtaining a large number of points, but also by improving their cultivation level by relying on the spiritual energy of the Milky Way Valley.

Some people were reluctant to leave, knowing that once they left this place, they would have to return to their ordinary lives of carrying water and chopping wood, and they didn't know when they would be able to break through to the third level of Qi Refining.

Han Lin looked preoccupied. Over the past year, thanks to the rich spiritual energy in the cave, the spirit stones he exchanged for with points, and the tenfold acceleration from the Tongtian Dharma Realm, his cultivation had improved considerably. He had already opened eight levels of his third Qi Meridian and was not far from reaching the third level of Qi Refining.

However, there has been no progress whatsoever regarding the Blood Spirit Bowl.

Counting from the day he entered the sect, he has been at Guiyuan Sect for two years and two months.

Han Lin dared not imagine what would happen if, when the three-year period came, he failed to give the Bloodthirsty Old Monster a satisfactory answer, and the monster were to kill him in a fit of rage.

At this moment, Kong He's voice continued to ring out.

"To thank everyone for their efforts, we've given you all some extra rewards! One low-grade spirit stone for each person."

"good!"

Upon hearing this, a cheer immediately erupted from the crowd.

Kong He smiled gently and continued, "Besides that, there are a few lucky draw prizes. But not everyone will receive one; they will be distributed through a lottery. Whether you win or not depends entirely on your luck."

"lottery?"

Everyone perked up upon hearing this.

Kong He didn't say much. He took out a wooden table from his storage bag and placed it in front of him. He also placed a lottery box and an account book on the table.

Then he said, "Alright, everyone please line up to receive your spirit stones and participate in the prize draw."

Very good!

The crowd immediately sprang into action, and in no time a long queue had formed.

At Kong He's instruction, the first person stepped forward to register their name, then took a spirit stone, and finally reached into the lottery box to pull out a slip of paper.

But the note was blank, with nothing on it, and he looked somewhat disappointed.

"Next."

Kong He didn't say much and simply let the person behind him continue.

After all that, almost 99% of the people only received the guaranteed reward of one spirit stone, and only one person drew an extra reward.

The prize was ten spirit stones, which made many people green with envy.

Even Han Lin couldn't help but feel envious. He was only two levels away from passing the level, which would cost about sixty spirit stones if nothing unexpected happened.

It doesn't sound like much, but it's a whopping 6,000 points.

The Qinglong River mine has been almost completely mined out, and he can't guarantee that he will be as lucky as before when he returns.

He had no idea when he would be able to overcome these two hurdles.

"You're lucky, kid."

Kong He looked at the young servant boy in front of him, then at the group of more than a dozen people who remained.

"You don't need to be too disappointed. Let me tell you clearly, there are three extra rewards in total! Ten spirit stones is the minimum, and the maximum is as many as sixty."

"In other words, he eliminated the smallest prize for you, so those of you who are left have a chance to win the big prize."

What!

Sixty!

Upon hearing Kong He's words, the remaining people's hearts pounded.

Even Han Lin felt a surge of excitement. "Sixty pills! If I had them, wouldn't that be just enough to break through to the third level of Qi Refining?"