"How are the casualties?"
Outside the Fine Iron Cave at the back of the mountain, a middle-aged man with a long sword on his back looked coldly at the disciples who were guarding the cave carrying out corpses one after another. This person was Chen Tong, the Deacon Elder of the Aojian Villa. He was mainly in charge of guarding the back of the mountain.
Facing Elder Chen who was as cold as ice, the deacon who was in charge of the mine couldn't help but wipe his cold sweat. He lowered his head and said, "Reporting to Elder Chen, a total of forty-nine disciples died."
"Bastard!"
Elder Chen couldn't help but be furious when he heard the number of casualties. He raised his hand and gave the deacon a slap. He then said, "So, out of the batch of disciples who came to work in the afternoon, only one person survived? Where were you when such a serious casualty happened? How many people came to attack? "
"I fell into the trap of luring the tiger away from the mountain. When I returned, those people had already left. I only saw seven or eight figures from afar. I think there should be no less than ten people who came to attack the mine."
The deacon didn't dare to move recklessly after being slapped. He lowered his head and reported what he knew truthfully. Elder Chen was about to explode again when a disciple guarding the mountain stepped forward and said, "Reporting to Elder Chen, we found one surviving disciple and another corpse. It has been confirmed that it wasn't a disciple of the sect."
"Hmm? Bring him here. "
As soon as he finished speaking, Elder Chen saw a short-haired young man with thick eyebrows, big eyes, a square face and wide ears, dressed in the uniform of an odd-job disciple, walking out from the cave entrance accompanied by two disciples guarding the mountain. Behind them, another two disciples guarding the mountain carried a corpse dressed in a navy blue robe.
Upon seeing this, Elder Chen's feet moved. His figure flashed and appeared in front of the short-haired young man. He first glanced at the corpse before his gaze landed on the longsword in the short-haired young man's hand and said, "Jade Water Sword? Where did this sword come from? "
The short-haired young man was naturally Wang Yan. Facing the powerful Elder Chen, Wang Yan didn't dare to delay and told him everything that happened in the cave. Naturally, he didn't mention anything about looting the corpse.
"According to what you said, this group of people's martial arts was only ordinary, but they were organized and had a clear plan. If that's the case …"
Elder Chen's eyes flashed. No one knew what he was thinking, but he didn't completely believe what Wang Yan said. He stretched out his hand and pointed on the body of the fair-skinned man a few times before withdrawing his hand. He murmured, "Indeed, his cultivation is not high. His martial arts and Qing Gong are not high at all. Under such circumstances, his martial arts and Qing Gong are definitely not high. I don't know where did he come from? How dare he cause trouble in Aojian Villa!"
As Elder Chen spoke, he turned his head and fiercely glared at the attendant, appearing to be exceptionally angry. However, in the end, he only let out a heavy snort before turning his head to look at Wang Yan and said, "This time, you have performed a meritorious service. Not only did you kill a bandit, you also clearly investigated the situation. My Proud Sword Villa has always been fair in rewards and punishments. How about this, you don't have to work for the next two days. Take a good rest. Also, this is for you. It's your reward for your contribution this time. "
As he was speaking, Elder Chen took out a gray token from his bosom. In the center of the token, two words "Sword Scripture" were engraved. Wang Yan was shocked when he saw it. He had been in the sect for five years, so he naturally recognized this thing.
"With this token, you can go to the first level of the Sword Scripture Pavilion in the outer sect to choose a secret manual to cultivate. Boy, you're not bad. Work hard."
After saying this, Elder Chen no longer paid attention to Wang Yan. He only said a few words to the deacon and the leading guarding disciple. After making some arrangements, he used Qing Gong and floated away.
Seeing that Elder Chen had gone far away, Wang Yan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. When he was about to put away the Sword Scripture token, he saw the deacon in charge of the mine coming over. This person did not dare to breathe in front of Elder Chen, but in front of a mere handyman disciple, he was arrogant. He said to Wang Yan coldly, "Since Elder Chen said that you don't have to work for the next two days, but you're still a handyman disciple. From now on, you must hand in all the refined iron that should be handed over every day."
After the deacon finished speaking, he did not care about Wang Yan's reaction and turned to leave. As for the surrounding guarding disciples, no one paid attention to Wang Yan. Under such circumstances, Wang Yan did not delay any longer. After putting away the Sword Scripture token, he flew toward his residence in the outer sect of the front mountain.
After half an hour, Wang Yan returned to his residence. After closing the door, he could not wait to take out the loot he had hidden on his body. After sorting it out, there were nine copper coins, twenty-three silver ingots, three golden beans, a copper key, and the Jade Water Sword. This was really a great harvest.
Although it was just some gold and silver, it must be known that Wang Yan had only managed to save two copper coins after working hard every day for five years. Although the sect would pay him ten copper coins every day, living in the sect, eating, and even entering the training grounds would cost him money. With this money, Wang Yan would at least not have to go mining every day. This was because Odd Job Disciples did not have to work. They just had to hand over one refined iron ore or ten ordinary iron ores every day.
"I heard that the Hall of Precious Medicine sells elixirs that can increase the speed of cultivation. With this money, maybe I should take some time to see it."
Wang Yan happily put away the scattered silver and copper coins. Then he calmed his mind and began to carefully think about what happened in the mine today. As he thought about it, Wang Yan was sure that he had become different from before, but he could not tell the specific changes. Apart from this, he could not find an answer about the Sword Stepping Footwork that the fair-skinned man mentioned.
"No matter what, I can't live like before. If someone comes to the manor to make trouble again, I'm afraid I won't be so lucky. In the coming days, I should make full use of the silver and the sword manual token to improve my cultivation and martial arts as soon as possible."
Thinking of this, Wang Yan unconsciously activated the Origin Sword Heart Sutra. He wanted to see if there were any changes in his inner force after the life and death battle. However, as soon as he thought about it, a row of information appeared in his mind.
"Martial Arts Aptitude: Below average (Comprehension: 55, Bone Root: 19, no special cultivation aptitude)
Martial Arts Mastery:
Origin Sword Heart Sutra, Yellow Level Upper Level Inner Force, Current Progress – Third Stage (19612/30000)
Blood Sword Finger, Yellow Level Middle Level Martial Arts Skill, Current Progress – 1st Stage 2nd Stage (3255/5000), 2nd Stage 1st Stage (1255/2500), 3rd Stage 1st Stage (863/2500).
Current Experience Points: 300. "
Before this, every time Wang Yan checked his cultivation, similar information would appear in his mind. However, it was never as detailed as this, especially when the information in brackets was the first time he saw it. More importantly, the information in brackets did not include experience points.
What did experience points represent? What was their use?
For a moment, Wang Yan could not understand, but he did not think too much about it. Instead, he focused on his bone root and comprehension. After pondering for a while, he closed his eyes and began to practice the Cloud Sword Heart Sutra. After a full four hours, Wang Yan finally opened his eyes to check on his cultivation progress after the Inner Qi in his body had completed one round of circulation.
"Origin Sword Heart Sutra, Yellow Level Upper Level Inner Force, Current Progress – 3rd Stage (19631/30000)"
Compared to before, the number in brackets had increased by 19 points. Looking at the change, Wang Yan could not help but murmur, "It seems that the number in brackets represents the specific cultivation progress. My bone root is 19, so one cultivation progress can only increase by 19 points. No wonder my Inner Force is still so weak after five years."
In Wang Yan's memory, he had been practicing Inner Force once a day and once in the morning for five years. He could be considered diligent, but now that he knew his aptitude, he could only practice to this level. Wang Yan couldn't help but feel a little disheartened. But then, he thought of something and his gaze fell on the Experience Points. Then, with a thought, he saw the number of Experience Points decrease rapidly, and the cultivation progress of the Sword Origin Heart Sutra began to increase rapidly.
19931！
When the experience points reached zero, the cultivation progress of the Origin Sword Heart Sutra suddenly increased by 300 points. Wang Yan was immediately overjoyed.
"I didn't expect the experience points to directly improve cultivation. If that's the case, doesn't that mean …"
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