10: Chapter 10: Gold Coins Received

Yun Ming returned to his small hut and first opened the System.

Name: [Yun Ming]

Realm: [Qi Refining Level 4]

Profession: Tier 1 Low Grade Alchemist

Cultivation Technique: [Supreme Profound Pure Qi Art] (Purple), [Introduction to Alchemy Scripture] (Blue)

Spell: [Green Wood Art] (White)

Pulls: [120]

Wealth: 0.02

As expected, a new profession line had appeared; he had now become a Tier 1 Low Grade Alchemist.

However, what Yun Ming was thinking about now was breaking through to Qi Refining Level 5 as soon as possible; otherwise, he didn't know when Elder Qian would come looking for trouble again.

Just as Yun Ming was about to strike while the iron was hot and Cultivate properly, a sense of crisis instantly made his hair stand on end.

He subconsciously activated the Spiritual Qi in his body for protection, followed immediately by a violent explosion and flames that engulfed the entire dilapidated hut.

At this moment, Ma San stood outside the hut, admiring his handiwork.

He thought to himself that he had overestimated this Utility Disciple named Yun Ming; at a mere Qi Refining Level 3, he could be wiped out in a single move.

Just as he shook his head and prepared to leave, a figure stood up amidst the flames.

The jade pendant at Yun Ming's waist had shattered into powder, and he had several burns on his body, his hair scorched into curls.

Ma San was somewhat surprised that Yun Ming had actually survived. "Kid, you have some skill to survive an attack from my Red Fire Punch."

Yun Ming was equally surprised. Was this guy a psychopath? Had he ever provoked him? "Who are you? You blew up my house for no reason and even tried to kill me. Aren't you afraid I'll report you to the Law Enforcement Hall and have them cripple you?"

The corner of Ma San's mouth curled up into a mocking sneer. "No one cares if an Outer Sect Disciple kills a utility worker."

"Sorry, I just joined the Outer Sect. You're finished; I'm going to report this to the central authorities!" Yun Ming turned and ran as soon as he finished speaking. He could feel that this person was different from Zhu Dachang; although he was only at Qi Refining Level 5, his Realm was stable and solid, and his aura was profound—he was likely just one step away from Qi Refining Level 6.

He definitely couldn't win a fight, and Yun Ming wasn't arrogant enough to use the Green Wood Art to trade blows with someone's "rocket launcher."

Seeing Yun Ming turn and flee, Ma San quickly gave chase.

It was true that no one would say anything if an Outer Sect Disciple killed a utility worker; at most, some Spirit Stones would be docked. This was because, ultimately, Utility Disciples were not considered part of the Sect. Most of them had terrible talent and would remain at Qi Refining Level 3 for their entire lives. Once they reached a certain age, the Sect would send them to Mortal cities to be stationed long-term and search for immortal sprouts.

However, it was different starting from Outer Sect Disciples. They were considered the lifeblood of the Sect and could not be lost. Killing each other was strictly forbidden among Disciples; sparring was allowed, but who could say for sure?

Yun Ming's Realm was inferior to Ma San's, so he naturally couldn't outrun him. Ma San caught up to him quickly.

Without a word, a punch came flying. The scorching flames even caused Yun Ming to experience a brief moment of difficulty breathing.

With no way to dodge, he was sent flying by the punch.

As he crashed to the ground, Yun Ming knew he couldn't escape. He could only try to stall for time. He didn't believe such a huge commotion wouldn't attract the people from the Law Enforcement Hall.

"Kid, stop looking. It'll take at least fifteen minutes for the Law Enforcement Hall people to rush over. By the time they arrive, I'll have already crippled you." As he spoke, Ma San charged at Yun Ming again.

Yun Ming maneuvered with all his might, but he still couldn't avoid all of Ma San's attacks.

His Red Fire Punch was indeed incredibly powerful; Yun Ming even suspected this Spell had reached Tier 1 High Grade.

Yun Ming also knew he couldn't keep dragging this out. If he couldn't wait for the Law Enforcement Hall to arrive, he would be finished here.

His good life was just beginning; he was not willing to let it end like this.

"Damn it! You forced my hand!" Yun Ming cursed under his breath and opened the System. Looking at the over one hundred gacha pull opportunities inside, he thought he couldn't save them anymore. He couldn't wait for a "lucky day to pull"; now was the time he needed it most.

"System, give me a hundred pulls!"

Buzz~

The hundred pulls quickly turned into streaks of light, falling like meteors.

"Ding! Congratulations, you have obtained the following items:

Low-Grade Spirit Stone ×1 (White)

Low-Grade Spirit Stone ×1 (White)

Low-Grade Spirit Stone ×1 (White)

Low-Grade Spirit Stone ×1 (White)

...

Mid-Grade Spirit Stone ×1 (Blue)

Mid-Grade Spirit Stone ×1 (Blue)

Mid-Grade Spirit Stone ×1 (Blue)

...

"Damn! Why is it all Spirit Stones!" Yun Ming cursed.

Just as Yun Ming's voice fell, a purple light and a golden light finally appeared simultaneously!

"Fuck! I finally got a gold!" While dodging Ma San's attacks, Yun Ming prayed in his heart, "Please, just give me something that can one-shot him, like an RPG, an anti-tank missile, a grenade launcher, or something like that."

"Ding! Congratulations, you have obtained a special Trait:

Serious Punch (Gold): Can be used once per day. Its power is equivalent to a hundred-fold amplification of a full-strength punch from one's Body Refining cultivation.

Equip Trait? Yes/No."

"Fuck, what kind of thing is this?" Yun Ming was dumbfounded. What use was this? He had no Body Refining cultivation at all. What was the use of a hundred-fold amplification of a normal person's punch?

"Wait, maybe it really is useful."

Yun Ming suddenly stopped in his tracks while fleeing. Ma San, thinking Yun Ming had some trump card, also stopped.

"Kid, why'd you stop running? Given up?" Ma San said.

To his surprise, Yun Ming sighed, looking up at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle, a crystal-clear tear hanging on the edge of his eye, about to fall. "Yeah, Senior Brother's magic power is high; I'm indeed no match. Even if the Law Enforcement Hall comes, I'm afraid it will be to no avail."

Ma San frowned slightly at Yun Ming's strange behavior. "It's good that you know. In that case, I'll send you on your way."

Seeing Ma San approach, Yun Ming quickly reached out to stop him. "Don't trouble yourself, Senior Brother. I'll do it myself."

"Fine, then do it yourself." Hearing that Yun Ming wanted to commit suicide, Ma San was also happy. This way, no matter how the Law Enforcement Hall investigated, it wouldn't be traced back to him. Even if he were investigated, he would have many more excuses.

"However..." Yun Ming's "however" made Ma San frown again.

Looking at the frowning Ma San, Yun Ming explained, "Senior Brother, you've misunderstood. I'm not trying to make excuses; I just want to ask Senior Brother for a favor."

"What favor?" Ma San asked subconsciously.

"I was born with Five Spiritual Roots and have poor talent. I only managed to break through to Qi Refining Level 4 by luck. I'm afraid my cultivation will hardly progress for the rest of my life. Seeing Senior Brother's strength today is truly inspiring, so I want to see exactly how much the gap is between my strength and Senior Brother's."

Hearing Yun Ming's words, Ma San also fell into a memory. He also had Four Spiritual Roots, and his talent wasn't much better than Yun Ming's. But he was hardworking and had the support of Elder Qian, which allowed him to break through to Qi Refining Level 5 at nearly thirty years old. Now, he was only one step away from Qi Refining Level 6.

Ma San looked at Yun Ming as if he were looking at his younger self. Feeling touched, and since Yun Ming was a dead man in his eyes anyway, he agreed.

"Fine. You attack. I'll let you see exactly how big the gap is between us." Ma San stood in place and patted his chest, signaling Yun Ming to attack him.

Yun Ming appeared deeply moved and thanked him repeatedly, but in his heart, he thought: Finally, he fell for it.

"Senior Brother, be careful. I have a Family Secret Technique that isn't passed to sons or daughters, and today it's in my hands." Yun Ming clenched his fist and slowly walked up to Ma San.

"Hahaha, hit me however you like."

"Alright! Pardon my offense!"

Watching Yun Ming's limp punch coming toward him, he reminisced about his youth. In a daze, he saw the big yellow dog at the entrance of his village, wagging its tail to welcome him.

But how did he remember that this big yellow dog had died over twenty years ago?