2: Chapter 2 Revenge, Step One: Survive! Feigning Illness is an Art!

Duan Gujin suppressed the surging hatred and the newly acquired sense of power, his consciousness sinking into his Sea of Consciousness.

"System!" he muttered in his heart.

Hum!

In his Sea of Consciousness, golden light exploded, condensing into a massive, garish gold panel with runes flowing along its edges, hovering in the center.

[Submission System]!

Below the large characters was a concise data panel:

Host: Duan Gujin

Cultivation: Qi Refinement Stage Layer 1

Physique: Pure Yang Holy Body

Cultivation Technique: None

Divine Ability: None

Magic Treasure: None

Submission Points: 0

Item Slot: [Claim Newbie Gift Pack] (Click me! Click me!)

His consciousness focused on the button.

"Claim!"

Golden light exploded!

[Ding! Congratulations to the Host, successfully claimed the Newbie Gift Pack!]

[Rewards Received:]

[Basic Qi Gathering Technique · Sacred Yang Version] (Heaven Rank High Grade): A Qi-gathering Cultivation Technique exclusive to the Pure Yang Holy Body, its efficiency beats ordinary goods by a hundred streets! (A section of golden runes was carved directly into his brain, and he instantly possessed the Cultivation Technique like a master.)

Spirit Stones: 10 million! (A huge pile of stones emitting dazzling light piled up in the item slot.)

Looking at that glittering Cultivation Technique, Duan Gujin felt his spirits soar.

"This System is simply a cheat customized for my revenge!"

"Submission Points? System, how do I obtain this stuff?" he asked directly in his heart.

The panel immediately popped up an explanation:

[Submission Points]: The System's hard currency!

How to obtain: Make others sincerely kneel and submit (the more powerful the other party, the more points).

The System will provide at least a hundredfold return based on the effort the Host expended to obtain the Submission Points.

With Submission Points, the Host can buy anything and everything in the System Shop.

The Host can also use Submission Points to upgrade Cultivation Techniques.

When the target person's submission level to the Host reaches 100, the Host will receive a fixed two-hundredfold System return in the future.

When the target person's submission level is between 0~100, if the Host gives a gift, they will randomly receive a 100~10,000-fold System return.

"Understood!" Duan Gujin quickly understood the application of the Submission System.

What made him happiest was that the System actually had a return of over a hundred times.

The flames of revenge burned in Duan Gujin's chest, but he forced them down.

Qi Refinement Stage Layer 1, Pure Yang Holy Body—in a place like the Hehuan Sect, he was just a piece of fat meat.

He urgently needed power, urgently needed Submission Points, and the System said finding "special women" was a shortcut.

"Survive first!" Duan Gujin's eyes turned cold, and his acting skills instantly came online.

The energy he had just now was gone; he looked sickly, his back hunched, his steps unsteady, and his face deathly pale as he pushed open the room door.

Target: A place with many people, frequently visited by female Disciples—the pharmacy.

He shuffled step by step to the Outer Sect pharmacy on the west side of the Sect.

The air was filled with a mixture of medicinal scents.

Duan Gujin pretended to be exhausted, leaning against an old tree not far from the pharmacy entrance, panting heavily, while his eyes kept scanning the people coming in and out.

Countless Hehuan Sect women passed by.

But the System gave no prompts.

Until after more than a hundred women had passed, a woman with a hot figure appeared, and the System finally gave a prompt sound.

[Target person appeared!]

[Name: Zhang Hongling]

[Age: 26]

[Cultivation: Qi Refining Layer 9]

[Aptitude: Low Grade Water Spiritual Root]

[Submission Level: 0]

[She made a mistake while practicing, and now she urgently needs a tianyuan restoration pill to repair her damaged Meridians.]

That woman instantly caught Duan Gujin's eye!

Wearing a fiery red tight-fitting outfit, she had a hot and powerful figure.

Her skin was white as snow, her features bright and sharp, especially those upturned, wild Phoenix eyes.

After entering the pharmacy, it wasn't long before she got into an argument with a man.

The man said, "Junior Sister Hongling, I am determined to get this yangkui flower! I have been stuck at a Bottleneck for a long time, and it is crucial to me! I can add more Spirit Stones!"

Zhang Hongling snorted coldly, her voice cold yet fiery: "Senior Brother Wang Kui, the yangkui flower is key to suppressing the cold evil in my body! It is equally important to me! The pharmacy's rule is that the highest bidder wins. You and I are both Outer Sect Disciples; do you want to break the rules?"

Her Phoenix eyes widened, and she wouldn't give an inch.

Wang Kui was furious, his voice rising: "I need it more than you! Hongling, don't be stubborn, give it to me, consider it me owing you a favor!"

A cold light flashed in Hongling's eyes; the yin-cold Qi in her body was stimulated and became more restless, her face turning slightly pale.

Just then!

The pharmacy manager's voice came from inside: "You two, do you still want that yangkui flower or not? There are people waiting behind you! One price, eighty Spirit Stones, whoever pays gets it!"

Wang Kui and Hongling both looked at the small, deep yellow flower emitting a faint cold aura in the manager's hand, their faces showing struggle.

For an Outer Sect Disciple, eighty Spirit Stones was a huge sum!

Wang Kui gritted his teeth: "I... I offer eighty-five Spirit Stones!"

Hongling's face turned paler; clearly, she couldn't scrape together more, and despair and unwillingness flashed in her eyes.

The cold Qi in her body surged even more violently.

"Cough... cough cough..." A heart-wrenching coughing sound rang out.

Just then, the sickly Duan Gujin by the tree, leaning on the trunk, gasping with difficulty, spoke intermittently:

Duan Gujin said with a thread of breath: "Man, Manager, that, that yangkui flower, I, I offer one hundred, one hundred Spirit Stones."

One hundred Spirit Stones?!

Wang Kui's eyes almost popped out!

Hongling turned her head abruptly, her wild Phoenix eyes full of confusion and anger.

The manager was stunned, then smiled: "This brother, are you sure? One hundred Spirit Stones?"

Duan Gujin nodded weakly, trembling as he pulled a small cloth bag from his bosom, containing exactly one hundred Spirit Stones.

He handed it over with effort: "Yes, yes, sorry, sorry to trouble you, Manager!"

The manager counted quickly and handed over the yangkui flower with a beaming smile: "Deal! The yangkui flower is yours, brother!"

Wang Kui was trembling with anger, pointing at Duan Gujin: "You! You, are you intentionally going against me?!"

But the moment he saw the clothes and the jade pendant, his anger was like being doused with ice water!

His arrogant aura was suddenly choked off, his eyes widened, his finger pointing at Duan Gujin froze in mid-air, the anger on his face instantly turned into astonishment, followed by undisguisable fear.

"Inner... Inner Sect?!" Wang Kui's voice was like a chicken with its neck pinched, shrill and trembling.

He had only been focused on bidding and looking at Hongling, he hadn't looked closely at what that sick ghost was wearing!

An Inner Sect Disciple, no matter how weak, was not someone an ordinary Outer Sect Disciple could provoke!

The backing and the rules instantly crushed him.

Seeing Wang Kui instantly chicken out, Hongling curled the corner of her mouth in a sneer of contempt.

Hongling stepped in front of Duan Gujin, her voice as cold as ice, full of mockery: "Wang Kui! Did your eyes finally clear up? The pharmacy's rule is that the highest bidder wins! This Inner Sect Junior Brother can afford the price, so the yangkui flower is naturally his! You can't afford it, and you dare to be disrespectful to an Inner Sect Senior Brother? You still want to threaten a fellow Disciple? You have shamed all the Outer Sect Disciples!"

She deliberately emphasized "Inner Sect Junior Brother" and "Senior Brother".

Wang Kui was scolded in public, especially seeing Hongling protecting Duan Gujin, he was both jealous and afraid.

The status of an Inner Sect Disciple weighed on him like a mountain.

Wang Kui's face turned pale, sweat on his forehead, he stiffly retracted his hand, his eyes dodging, his voice dry as he forced a respectful tone: "Yes, yes! Senior Sister Hongling is right! It is, it is my eyes that were blind, I didn't recognize this, this Inner Sect Senior Brother!"

He swallowed with difficulty, bowed awkwardly in Duan Gujin's direction, his voice as small as a mosquito: "Senior... Senior Brother, please forgive me! Junior Brother... Junior Brother will get lost now! I will get lost now!"

After speaking, he scrambled through the crowd and ran away, his back looking wretched; where was there any trace of arrogance?

Nothing left but to slink away.

After Wang Kui ran out of sight, Hongling relaxed slightly.

She turned to look at the pale-faced Duan Gujin, her eyes incredibly complex.

Inner Sect? Qi Refinement Stage Layer 1?