Resisting temptation makes you stronger? I'm going to build a base and cultivate martial arts.

"What does he mean by that?"

Seeing that the other person had already gone far away, Bai Lang secretly approached Cen Feiyu and asked him a question.

Cen Feiyu silently took a step away before saying, "Clearly, Father John doesn't believe your answer."

"I can't believe they'd send such precious gifts?" Li Qi was shocked.

"It's not as precious as you think." Cen Feiyu shook his head. "Jade and jadeite are local specialties of the people of Southeast Asia. As for the sacred inscriptions, their significance outweighs their practical value."

"Tsk, now that you mention it, it really isn't worth much," Lu Kui sighed.

Despite saying that, when the white wolf opened the box, everyone still crowded around to watch.

First came the sacred hymn, which everyone just glanced at and then ignored.

The Thorn Sect can gather the power of believers to use divine intervention; who knows if this technique has any hidden mechanisms?

For safety's sake, it's best not to read a single word.

As for that clear and bright jade pendant, most people are too young to understand it, so they can only exclaim "Awesome!"

Everyone's attention turned to the dagger.

After all, they are cultivators, so they definitely value weapons more.

The short sword lay quietly in the middle of the box.

The hilt and scabbard are covered in dark green sharkskin, with only the edges showing silver.

The white wolf gently twitched.

The light flickered uncertainly on the blade.

But that's all there is to it.

There were no inscriptions or runes on the sword; it looked like an ordinary stainless steel short sword.

But Cen Feiyu narrowed his eyes: "The most precious thing here is this short sword."

"What do you mean?" the white wolf asked, looking over.

"By giving you a sharpened dagger in his capacity as Father John, I am granting you the right to use weapons in his name."

Cen Feiyu looked at Fang Chi halfway through her sentence.

Fang Chi nodded: "The short sword is just a symbol. As for what weapon is more suitable, White Wolf, you can go to the warehouse tomorrow to take a look."

"Is it necessary?" White Wolf fiddled with his short sword. "Shouldn't a second-tier weapon be able to ignore the blade?"

Fang Chi sighed: "Don't leave out those two words, 'ordinary blade'! Second-tier blades can only ignore ordinary blades!"

"Weapons powered by spiritual energy have no upper limit to sharpness and destructiveness. As long as you are strong enough, you can cut through sixth and seventh-tier enemies!" Ji Huaiguang stared at the short sword with covetous eyes.

"Got it! So I've hit the jackpot tonight?"

The white wolf flicked the sword blade lightly.

"Buzz!"

The blade trembled slightly, much like the thoughts of the onlookers.

"Tsk! What a waste." Lu Kui snorted disdainfully. "He doesn't understand anything, he might as well have given it to me!"

Li Qi glanced at him sideways: "Bai Lang comes from an ordinary high school, it's normal that he doesn't understand these things, okay?"

"This is knowledge from the intermediate theory class; it's a bit too early for a first-level cultivator to be exposed to this." Jing Xi nodded.

She looked at the white wolf and said calmly, "Gaining this privilege ahead of time is not only an honor, but also something to look forward to. It means that the higher-ups believe you have value that deserves special treatment."

"But Father John is from the Southeast Asia region, right? Does he have the authority to authorize this across regions?" Lu Kui asked, frowning.

Cen Feiyu glanced at the leadership team and made sure they were far away before speaking in a low voice.

"Father John is Father Peter's only disciple...and Father Peter's position within the Thorn School is similar to our director. A large number is definitely not good, but one or two, our Eastern District will give that face."

Seeing the anticipation in everyone's eyes, Fang Chi quickly coughed.

"Alright everyone, pack up and go back to rest!"

……

At the same time, the leadership team was also having discussions.

An elderly man in black robes from the Thorn School asked Father John, "Why do such an unnecessary thing?"

"Because he didn't kill Father Peter. Since that's the case, we have no irreconcilable conflict."

Father John was dressed in formal attire, and every step he took seemed meticulously planned.

"Even when I deliberately pressured him, he didn't back down."

"I can see clearly that he is truly not afraid to fight me."

Father John smiled as he recalled the scene he had just witnessed.

He nodded to the leaders of the Eastern Region who had turned to look at him and spoke frankly.

"I don't know why it wasn't discovered in the East District before. But since it's jade, I have no reason not to dig a couple of times with my pickaxe."

The leaders of Dongsi 92 District were a little embarrassed.

Talent is not a big deal.

There are too many people in the East District. There are hundreds of thousands of geniuses who are one in ten thousand, so missing a few people is not a big deal.

But being pointed out to my face like that is a bit awkward!

Fortunately, they didn't need to say anything; the old priest himself angrily stated, "He is not one of our believers..."

"Father Amon, God loves the world, whether people love Him or not. As servants, we should proclaim His word, not create unnecessary enemies... Give everything to God!"

John clenched his fist and gently touched his forehead.

The other priests followed suit and did the same thing.

Then no one spoke anymore; they just walked on in silence.

John seemed to suddenly remember something only when they were almost out of the harbor.

"Oh, by the way, some of our candidates and examiners aren't used to life on the ship and plan to swim over. Please try to retrieve them if you see them in the next few days."

The leaders of Dongsi 92 District were taken aback at first, and then their faces gradually turned cold.

The Nanyang area is nearly a thousand kilometers away from here.

Swim over here?

You might as well just say they should be thrown into the sea!

But this is an internal matter for the Nanyang region, and the leaders do not intend to get involved.

Soon, in a harmonious atmosphere, everyone proceeded according to the procedure.

……

Back in his dorm, White Wolf threw the box into his pile of instant noodles.

Since we'll be able to get weapons soon.

That Shui Mu Yun Yang Gong is a bit of an eyesore.

I need to upgrade it to the maximum level as soon as possible, and then ask if there are any cultivation methods that allow me to cultivate both internal energy and weapons.

With this thought in mind, the white wolf crossed his legs and closed his eyes.

But soon he opened his eyes again, opened the lunchbox, and took out two test tubes.

Since it was just ordinary blood, Deng Yi didn't bother to put in too much effort, so the blood in the test tube was already in a semi-coagulated state.

White Wolf didn't mind, unscrewed the stopper, and poured it directly into his mouth.

You consumed cow's blood and chicken's blood.

Based on the quality and quantity of blood

[Your Strength, Agility, and Constitution each increase by 1 point, lasting for 10 minutes.]

Then he closed his eyes again.

According to traditional beliefs, aptitude can affect the effectiveness of cultivation.

Drinking blood to improve one's three dimensions is essentially a temporary boost to one's aptitude.

Besides, this stuff isn't rare, so why not drink it?

Soon, the white wolf returned to a state of cultivation.

The moon goes down and the sun goes up.

The night passed quickly.

The white wolf opened its eyes.

[Main cultivation technique: Water-Wood Cloud Yang Skill, Level 9, 1.1/10]

It must be said that aptitude does indeed affect the effectiveness of cultivation.

In the first ten minutes, the circulation of spiritual energy was much stronger than before, both in speed and intensity.

Unfortunately, it only lasted ten minutes.

White Wolf thought for a moment, then took out his phone and started sending text messages to Deng Yi, hoping to get a big bucket of cow blood and chicken blood.

I could eat it myself, I wouldn't mind at all!

As he was thinking this, he saw Cen Feiyu across from him also sit up.

The two were already somewhat familiar with each other, and each washed up at their own tap.

Just as he was about to go to the cafeteria for lunch, White Wolf suddenly felt his phone vibrate.

He took it out and found that Deng Yi had already replied.

White Wolf couldn't help but shout after just one glance.

"grass!"

Cen Feiyu turned her head and saw the text message.

Cafeteria worker Deng Yi: "Still eating? Did you know that a priest examiner in the Nanyang district was drained of his blood and died?"