Chapter 249 Taking a Side Hustle

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Over the next few days, he worked on consolidating the "True Method of Controlling Water in the Underworld" while simultaneously working on refining new paper figures.

After condensing the evil energy, his magical power increased greatly. The paper puppets he made in the Qi Refining stage before were at most equivalent to those with blood and qi as fine as mercury.

It's more than enough to deal with ordinary people, but it's not enough against real masters.

He took out a stack of Netherworld Bamboo Paper from his storage space, and then took out the bottle of Yin Beast Blood he had obtained from the Twin Fiends of Meishan.

This stuff works better than cinnabar; the runes drawn with it have a stronger yin energy and are more powerful.

Chen Mo sat cross-legged on the bed, a sheet of Yin paper spread out in front of him. He dipped his brush in the blood of the Yin beast and focused on writing.

With a flourish of his brush, the runes spread across the yellow paper, each stroke imbued with magical power.

Unlike before, this time he also incorporated a trace of the Black Dragon Xuanming Sha's aura into the runes.

The malevolent energy seeped into the paper, changing its color from gray to dark purple, faintly exuding a fierce aura.

After finishing a drawing, he folded it into shape, chanted a spell, and the paper figure stood up unsteadily and took two steps on the octagonal table at the head of the bed.

Its movements are more than twice as agile as the previous paper figures.

Chen Mo stopped after crafting thirty-six sword and shadow puppets in one go, and then turned to craft ordinary paper figures.

Finally, he took out the merit banner.

The banner was pitch black, and countless ghostly spirits could be vaguely seen struggling and churning within it.

He had been using it to contain wandering spirits, without deliberately refining it; he was just using it as is.

Now that I've taken it out to look at it closely, the more I look at it, the more I realize how rough it is.

The flagpole is made of century-old locust wood, which can barely be considered a material, but the polishing is not fine enough, and even the basic Buddhist patterns are not carved on it.

The banner was indeed woven from silkworm silk, but unfortunately the weaving was crude, and many warp and weft threads were misaligned.

The most deadly thing is the array inscribed in the banner, which is so rudimentary that it's appalling. It's just a large soul-gathering array plus a soul-trapping array, and nothing else.

There are no defensive formations, no offensive methods, no escape capabilities, and not even the most basic mental binding.

In other words, whoever grabs this banner gets to keep it.

Chen Mo sighed.

No wonder this thing ended up in an auction house; it's probably just a practice piece made by some apprentice, of poor quality and with no room for improvement.

The maximum capacity for spirits is only 999, and the banner has already collected more than 800, and it's about to be full.

"Once this matter is over, I'll have to find a chance to get a good one."

"Ideally, it should be the kind that grows with your cultivation level, or at least has room for upgrades. What can a cap of 999 possibly do?"

Despite the complaints, we still have to rely on it for now.

He bit his tongue, spitting out a mouthful of blood essence onto the banner, and then formed hand seals, gradually infusing his divine consciousness into the banner.

This is the method of refining the spirit blood that is attached to the "Spirit Formation" chapter. It can only be used after the spirit has been condensed.

Using one's own essence and blood as a guide and divine consciousness as a thread, one can firmly bind the magical artifact to one's own mind and spirit.

From then on, only he could activate this merit banner; anyone else would just take it and it would be nothing more than a tattered piece of cloth.

The ritual lasted for a full hour.

When the last wisp of divine consciousness was embedded in the banner, Chen Mo felt a tightness between his brows, as if the banner had become a part of his body.

He could even sense the state of each spirit within the banner, clearly knowing which ones were asleep and which ones were about to dissipate.

"It'll have to do."

Chen Mo put the merit banner into his sleeve, stood up and stretched his limbs.

The sky outside the window was just beginning to lighten; another night had passed.

There are five days left until the day agreed upon with Master Baidu, so we need to set off ahead of schedule.

He was also somewhat interested in that site.

After hesitating for a moment, Chen Mo took out the mask of the God Worship Cult from his storage space and put it on his face.

Let's go in and see if anyone's there.

It would be even better if we could get some free information.

The moment the mask was placed on my cheek, a cool sensation spread from my face to my whole body.

He closed his eyes, his mind sinking into the mask.

The scene before my eyes changed, and a hazy, boundless space spread out beneath my feet.

Moon Concealed Realm.

It was still that same gray void, with no sky, no earth, only clusters of blurry halos floating in the distance.

Chen Mo's figure appeared in the space, still wearing the Nine Nether Mask on his face.

He looked up and saw that there were an unusually large number of people today.

Eight beams of light stood in the gray mist in a clockwise order, with five of them lit up, representing the five divine messengers online.

When he came in before, these pillars of light weren't there.

What happened?

The third seat was occupied by Blood Butcher, who stood beneath his own pillar of light, his hideous blood-red mask standing out starkly against the grayness.

His towering figure resembled a god of death, his body shrouded in a faint, pungent aura of blood. Even in this void, the murderous aura was so intense it was unsettling.

Chen Mo had already met him when he came in last time.

Beneath the fifth pillar of light stood a hunched figure, her face adorned with the mask of an old woman.

The other person kept their hands tucked into their sleeves, motionless, like a clay sculpture.

The sixth seat was occupied by a tall, thin man with a mask that was half white and half black, resembling the appearance of the ghost of death in folk legends.

He leaned against the pillar of light, arms crossed, casually observing Chen Mo who had just appeared.

The seventh seat's mask was that of a bewitching woman, her figure appearing and disappearing in the gray mist.

Finally, Chen Mo's gaze fell upon Ksitigarbha, who held the first seat.

This was the first time he had seen Ksitigarbha in the Moon Concealment Realm.

That person's mask was completely different from the others; it was neither a ferocious demon nor a strange face, but a compassionate Buddha face with lowered brows and downcast eyes.

His eyes were slightly closed, and his lips curled into a half-smile, as if he were showing pity for all living beings, or as if he were observing coldly from the sidelines.

Ksitigarbha.

The Lord of the Underworld in Buddhism vowed that he would not become a Buddha until hell was emptied.

Anyone who dares to use this title as a mask is either extremely arrogant or truly has the confidence to back it up.

Ksitigarbha stood motionless under the pillar of light, even his aura was completely concealed.

If it weren't for the naked eye, Chen Mo would hardly have sensed that there was a person standing there.

After breaking through to the Condensation Realm, his divine sense also greatly increased.

But in front of the other party, one's senses are blocked by an invisible barrier, and one cannot detect anything.

Either this person has cultivated some kind of technique to conceal their aura, or their cultivation level far surpasses his.

The latter is more likely.

Chen Mo remained calm and walked to the eighth seat, standing under his own pillar of light.

"Is everyone here?"

Ksitigarbha's gaze swept over the group, and he spoke calmly.

There was no emotion, no ups and downs.

"Three more are missing," Wuchang replied lazily. "The second, fourth, and ninth brothers are all gone."

"I'm not waiting anymore."

Ksitigarbha slightly raised his eyelids, and his Buddha face looked particularly eerie in the gloom.

"You've all probably heard of the Yinluo Sect's secret realm in southern Jiangxi."

Chen Mo's heart skipped a beat.

Yinluo Sect.

Sure enough, the ruins that Master Baidu mentioned were the secret realm of the Yinluo Sect.

"The location of that secret realm has been exposed, and many forces are keeping an eye on it."

Ksitigarbha continued, his tone still calm, "The Suppressor of Strange Things, the heretical cultivators, and several small sects are all rushing over there."

"A swarm of flies," Blood Butcher scoffed. "Just kill them if you run into them."

"You can't kill them all."

He replied casually, then continued, "The core area of ​​the secret realm has not yet been opened, and the outer restrictions are weakening. According to reliable sources, the Yinluo Sect's Corpse Refining Hall is located in the core area."

He paused for a moment at this point.

"I need the complete corpse refining techniques of the Yinluo Sect, including the three parts: corpse raising, corpse refining, and corpse control."

"Anyone here in the Ganzhou area? You can contact me to exchange it for ten contribution points after you get it."

Ten points of contribution.

Chen Mo's heart stirred slightly, but he remained silent.

He still didn't know what the contribution points of the Moon Worship Cult could be exchanged for.

"Lord Ksitigarbha, what a generous gesture!" Rakshasa said, her voice alluring and seductive. "However, the Yinluo Sect's secret realm is heavily fortified, and the Corpse Refining Hall is located at the very core of the core. It might not be easy to take it."

"That's why I'm offering ten points," Ksitigarbha said calmly. "Things that are easy to obtain aren't worth this price."

"What a pity."

Wuchang shrugged, his tone tinged with regret, "I have other things to do and can't get away, so I can't go to southern Jiangxi."

Luo Sha shook his head, "I've been in western Hunan these past few days. By the time I get there, it'll be too late."

Meng Po remained silent, only shaking her head slightly as a gesture of agreement.

Blood Butcher crossed his arms, remaining silent and making no comment.

Ksitigarbha's gaze swept over everyone in turn, finally landing on Chen Mo.

"Nine Netherworlds, this is our first time meeting. What about you?"

Chen Mo hesitated for a moment before saying, "I'm in Ganzhou."

As soon as he said this, several pairs of eyes fell on him.

"Oh?" Wuchang became interested. "The newcomer is in Ganzhou?"

"Yes." Chen Mo nodded. "I was planning to take a look at that secret realm of the Yinluo Sect anyway."

Ksitigarbha nodded slightly, his face revealing no emotion.

"I can try, but I can't guarantee I'll get it."

The Yinluo Sect's secret realm is fraught with unknown dangers, and the Corpse Refining Hall is located in the core area. Whether one can even break in is uncertain, let alone bring out the complete Corpse Refining Secret Technique.

Ten points of contribution are certainly But he wouldn't risk his life for such a small reward.

Take what you can, run if you can't, survival is the most important thing.

"No pressure," Ksitigarbha said calmly. "Whoever gets it keeps it."

"OK."

"If there's nothing else, let's call it a day." Wuchang yawned, and his figure began to fade.

Luo Sha winked at Chen Mo, and even through the mask, her seductive charm still shone through.

"Little Jiuyou, be careful, don't die in there."

After saying that, his figure vanished.

Without uttering a word, Meng Po slowly turned around, her hunched figure disappearing into the gray mist.

In the blink of an eye, only Ksitigarbha, Blood Butcher, and Chen Mo remained in the Moon Concealment Realm.

Ksitigarbha seemed to be waiting for something as well, and did not rush to leave.

Just then, Blood Butcher spoke.

"Nine Netherworlds".

"I visited the outer perimeter of the Yinluo Sect once in my younger days."

Chen Mo raised an eyebrow slightly.

"Something's not right here."

"A hundred years ago, the entire Yinluo Sect was wiped out overnight. Only a natural disaster or..."

"Something's not right here."

"A hundred years ago, the entire Yinluo Sect was wiped out overnight. Only a natural disaster or..."

He paused for a moment, then uttered two words.

"A calamity."

"That thing is most likely still inside the secret realm."

Chen Mo felt a chill run down his spine, but nodded calmly at him: "Thank you for informing me."

"There might be something terrifying inside, be careful." After saying that, Blood Butcher disappeared from the spot, clearly having logged off.

Ksitigarbha did not leave immediately.

"Nine Netherworlds, you are a newly appointed divine messenger, and you are not yet familiar with the rules of the sect." Ksitigarbha's voice remained calm, without any condescension or deliberate gentleness, but simply stating a fact. "I'll take this opportunity to talk to you about contribution points."

Chen Mo nodded slightly, adopting an attitude of listening attentively.

He really needs this information.

The mystery surrounding the Moon Worship Cult has only just begun to unfold, and his understanding of the organization remains superficial.

What can contribution points be exchanged for, how to obtain them, and what their value is? These are all questions he urgently wants to know.

"Contribution points are the only hard currency within the cult."

"Regardless of rank or status, every single point counts."

"You can use it to exchange for cultivation techniques, magical artifacts, elixirs, rare and precious herbs, or even intelligence, manpower, or a chance to save your life."

"A chance to save your life?" Chen Mo asked.

"For example, if you offend someone you can't afford to offend, you can spend contribution points to ask for their help and resolve the situation for you."

"Or if you are seriously injured and need a rare elixir to prolong your life, you can exchange it with contribution points."

Chen Mo seemed to be thinking to himself, "Isn't this the same as the Zhenyi Division?"

"What can you get in return for teaching?" Chen Mo asked the question that concerned him most.

"We have almost everything you can think of."

Ksitigarbha's tone was calm, "Cultivation techniques range from Heavenly Rank to Mortal Rank, magical artifacts from magical artifacts to spiritual artifacts, elixirs from healing to breakthroughs, and there are all kinds of rare natural treasures, talisman materials, array diagrams... As long as you have enough contribution points, you can exchange for them all."

"A magical artifact?" Chen Mo caught this key word.

He had learned about the grade of magical artifacts from the records of the Zhenyi Division.

The most basic is the magic tool, above that is the spiritual tool, and above that is the magic treasure.

The difference between each level is enormous.

A low-grade spiritual weapon is powerful enough to overwhelm a high-grade magic weapon.

"have."

Ksitigarbha said, "However, the exchange price for spiritual artifacts is not low, at least a thousand contribution points. You'd better not get your hands on spiritual artifacts now."

Chen Mo: "..."

This may sound blunt, but it is indeed the truth.

"Besides physical goods, what else can I exchange for?" he continued to ask.

"Intelligence," Ksitigarbha said. "The sect's intelligence network spans the entire world; it can find out almost anything except ancient secrets."

"The price depends on the difficulty and sensitivity of the intelligence."

"We still have manpower," he added. "If you need help, you can use contribution points to hire other divine messengers or peripheral members of the cult."

"Of course, whether or not to accept is the other person's business; the religion does not force anyone."

Chen Mo silently noted down this information.

"And the techniques?" he asked. "What techniques does the sect employ?"

"There's so much you can't learn it all."

"However, I must remind you that you can't bite off more than you can chew."

"In the path of cultivation, specialization is key. You already have your own cultivation method, so there's no need to switch just because you see a better one."

"Unless your cultivation method has a bottleneck that you can't break through, or has a fatal flaw, it is not advisable to easily switch sects."

Chen Mo nodded.

He understands this principle.

The "Taiyin Chongxing Chapter" is a Heaven-rank cultivation technique and also the innate cultivation technique of the Taiyin Body. The compatibility is extremely high, so he cannot possibly switch to it.

As for the "Yellow Springs Water Control True Method," it is a means to assist in combat and does not conflict with the main cultivation method.

"Is there anything else you'd like to ask?" Ksitigarbha asked.

Chen Mo thought for a moment: "How do you earn contribution points? Besides completing tasks?"

"The mission is the main thing."

"I will release various tasks from time to time, ranging from easy to difficult. You will receive corresponding contribution points upon completion. You can view the task list in the Moon Shadow Realm."

He raised his finger and pointed into the depths of the gray fog. Chen Mo looked in that direction and vaguely saw a hazy halo.

"In addition, you can also hand over treasures, cultivation techniques, and other resources, which will be evaluated by the sect and awarded contribution points."

"Or you can earn contribution points by providing valuable intelligence."

"Understood." Chen Mo nodded.

"One last reminder: you can save your contribution points; there's no need to rush to spend them."

"The church holds a large market once a year, where many rare and good things appear, and the prices are cheaper than usual."

"There are still three months until the next big market. You can wait until then to decide what to exchange for."

Thank you for your guidance.

"Um."

Ksitigarbha nodded slightly, and his figure began to fade.

"And..." His voice drifted from the void, its distance indistinguishable, "I've also heard of the thing Blood Butcher mentioned."

"The massacre of the Yinluo Sect is indeed strange. If you're going in, be fully prepared."

He paused for a moment, then uttered two words.

"A calamity."

"That thing is most likely still inside the secret realm."

Chen Mo felt a chill run down his spine, but nodded calmly at him: "Thank you for informing me."

"There might be something terrifying inside, be careful." After saying that, Blood Butcher disappeared from the spot, clearly having logged off.

Ksitigarbha did not leave immediately.

"Nine Netherworlds, you are a newly appointed divine messenger, and you are not yet familiar with the rules of the sect." Ksitigarbha's voice remained calm, without any condescension or deliberate gentleness, but simply stating a fact. "I'll take this opportunity to talk to you about contribution points."

Chen Mo nodded slightly, adopting an attitude of listening attentively.

He really needs this information.

The mystery surrounding the Moon Worship Cult has only just begun to unfold, and his understanding of the organization remains superficial.

What can contribution points be exchanged for, how to obtain them, and what their value is? These are all questions he urgently wants to know.

"Contribution points are the only hard currency within the cult."

"Regardless of rank or status, every single point counts."

"You can use it to exchange for cultivation techniques, magical artifacts, elixirs, rare and precious herbs, or even intelligence, manpower, or a chance to save your life."

"A chance to save your life?" Chen Mo asked.

"For example, if you offend someone you can't afford to offend, you can spend contribution points to ask for their help and resolve the situation for you."

"Or if you are seriously injured and need a rare elixir to prolong your life, you can exchange it with contribution points."

Chen Mo seemed to be thinking to himself, "Isn't this the same as the Zhenyi Division?"

"What can you get in return for teaching?" Chen Mo asked the question that concerned him most.

"We have almost everything you can think of."

Ksitigarbha's tone was calm, "Cultivation techniques range from Heavenly Rank to Mortal Rank, magical artifacts from magical artifacts to spiritual artifacts, elixirs from healing to breakthroughs, and there are all kinds of rare natural treasures, talisman materials, array diagrams... As long as you have enough contribution points, you can exchange for them all."

"A magical artifact?" Chen Mo caught this key word.

He had learned about the grade of magical artifacts from the records of the Zhenyi Division.

The most basic is the magic tool, above that is the spiritual tool, and above that is the magic treasure.

The difference between each level is enormous.

A low-grade spiritual weapon is powerful enough to overwhelm a high-grade magic weapon.

"have."

Ksitigarbha said, "However, the exchange price for spiritual artifacts is not low, at least a thousand contribution points. You'd better not get your hands on spiritual artifacts now."

Chen Mo: "..."

This may sound blunt, but it is indeed the truth.

"Besides physical goods, what else can I exchange for?" he continued to ask.

"Intelligence," Ksitigarbha said. "The sect's intelligence network spans the entire world; it can find out almost anything except ancient secrets."

"The price depends on the difficulty and sensitivity of the intelligence."

"We still have manpower," he added. "If you need help, you can use contribution points to hire other divine messengers or peripheral members of the cult."

"Of course, whether or not to accept is the other person's business; the religion does not force anyone."

Chen Mo silently noted down this information.

"And the techniques?" he asked. "What techniques does the sect employ?"

"There's so much you can't learn it all."

"However, I must remind you that you can't bite off more than you can chew."

"In the path of cultivation, specialization is key. You already have your own cultivation method, so there's no need to switch just because you see a better one."

"Unless your cultivation method has a bottleneck that you can't break through, or has a fatal flaw, it is not advisable to easily switch sects."

Chen Mo nodded.

He understands this principle.

The "Taiyin Chongxing Chapter" is a Heaven-rank cultivation technique and also the innate cultivation technique of the Taiyin Body. The compatibility is extremely high, so he cannot possibly switch to it.

As for the "Yellow Springs Water Control True Method," it is a means to assist in combat and does not conflict with the main cultivation method.

"Is there anything else you'd like to ask?" Ksitigarbha asked.

Chen Mo thought for a moment: "How do you earn contribution points? Besides completing tasks?"

"The mission is the main thing."

"I will release various tasks from time to time, ranging from easy to difficult. You will receive corresponding contribution points upon completion. You can view the task list in the Moon Shadow Realm."

He raised his finger and pointed into the depths of the gray fog. Chen Mo looked in that direction and vaguely saw a hazy halo.

"In addition, you can also hand over treasures, cultivation techniques, and other resources, which will be evaluated by the sect and awarded contribution points."

"Or you can earn contribution points by providing valuable intelligence."

"Understood." Chen Mo nodded.

"One last reminder: you can save your contribution points; there's no need to rush to spend them."

"The church holds a large market once a year, where many rare and good things appear, and the prices are cheaper than usual."

"There are still three months until the next big market. You can wait until then to decide what to exchange for."

Thank you for your guidance.

"Um."

Ksitigarbha nodded slightly, and his figure began to fade.

"And..." His voice drifted from the void, its distance indistinguishable, "I've also heard of the thing Blood Butcher mentioned."

"The massacre of the Yinluo Sect is indeed strange. If you're going in, be fully prepared."

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He paused for a moment, then uttered two words.

"A calamity."

"That thing is most likely still inside the secret realm."

Chen Mo felt a chill run down his spine, but nodded calmly at him: "Thank you for informing me."

"There might be something terrifying inside, be careful." After saying that, Blood Butcher disappeared from the spot, clearly having logged off.

Ksitigarbha did not leave immediately.

"Nine Netherworlds, you are a newly appointed divine messenger, and you are not yet familiar with the rules of the sect." Ksitigarbha's voice remained calm, without any condescension or deliberate gentleness, but simply stating a fact. "I'll take this opportunity to talk to you about contribution points."

Chen Mo nodded slightly, adopting an attitude of listening attentively.

He really needs this information.

The mystery surrounding the Moon Worship Cult has only just begun to unfold, and his understanding of the organization remains superficial.

What can contribution points be exchanged for, how to obtain them, and what their value is? These are all questions he urgently wants to know.

"Contribution points are the only hard currency within the cult."

"Regardless of rank or status, every single point counts."

"You can use it to exchange for cultivation techniques, magical artifacts, elixirs, rare and precious herbs, or even intelligence, manpower, or a chance to save your life."

"A chance to save your life?" Chen Mo asked.

"For example, if you offend someone you can't afford to offend, you can spend contribution points to ask for their help and resolve the situation for you."

"Or if you are seriously injured and need a rare elixir to prolong your life, you can exchange it with contribution points."

Chen Mo seemed to be thinking to himself, "Isn't this the same as the Zhenyi Division?"

"What can you get in return for teaching?" Chen Mo asked the question that concerned him most.

"We have almost everything you can think of."

Ksitigarbha's tone was calm, "Cultivation techniques range from Heavenly Rank to Mortal Rank, magical artifacts from magical artifacts to spiritual artifacts, elixirs from healing to breakthroughs, and there are all kinds of rare natural treasures, talisman materials, array diagrams... As long as you have enough contribution points, you can exchange for them all."

"A magical artifact?" Chen Mo caught this key word.

He had learned about the grade of magical artifacts from the records of the Zhenyi Division.

The most basic is the magic tool, above that is the spiritual tool, and above that is the magic treasure.

The difference between each level is enormous.

A low-grade spiritual weapon is powerful enough to overwhelm a high-grade magic weapon.

"have."

Ksitigarbha said, "However, the exchange price for spiritual artifacts is not low, at least a thousand contribution points. You'd better not get your hands on spiritual artifacts now."

Chen Mo: "..."

This may sound blunt, but it is indeed the truth.

"Besides physical goods, what else can I exchange for?" he continued to ask.

"Intelligence," Ksitigarbha said. "The sect's intelligence network spans the entire world; it can find out almost anything except ancient secrets."

"The price depends on the difficulty and sensitivity of the intelligence."

"We still have manpower," he added. "If you need help, you can use contribution points to hire other divine messengers or peripheral members of the cult."

"Of course, whether or not to accept is the other person's business; the religion does not force anyone."

Chen Mo silently noted down this information.

"And the techniques?" he asked. "What techniques does the sect employ?"

"There's so much you can't learn it all."

"However, I must remind you that you can't bite off more than you can chew."

"In the path of cultivation, specialization is key. You already have your own cultivation method, so there's no need to switch just because you see a better one."

"Unless your cultivation method has a bottleneck that you can't break through, or has a fatal flaw, it is not advisable to easily switch sects."

Chen Mo nodded.

He understands this principle.

The "Taiyin Chongxing Chapter" is a Heaven-rank cultivation technique and also the innate cultivation technique of the Taiyin Body. The compatibility is extremely high, so he cannot possibly switch to it.

As for the "Yellow Springs Water Control True Method," it is a means to assist in combat and does not conflict with the main cultivation method.

"Is there anything else you'd like to ask?" Ksitigarbha asked.

Chen Mo thought for a moment: "How do you earn contribution points? Besides completing tasks?"

"The mission is the main thing."

"I will release various tasks from time to time, ranging from easy to difficult. You will receive corresponding contribution points upon completion. You can view the task list in the Moon Shadow Realm."

He raised his finger and pointed into the depths of the gray fog. Chen Mo looked in that direction and vaguely saw a hazy halo.

"In addition, you can also hand over treasures, cultivation techniques, and other resources, which will be evaluated by the sect and awarded contribution points."

"Or you can earn contribution points by providing valuable intelligence."

"Understood." Chen Mo nodded.

"One last reminder: you can save your contribution points; there's no need to rush to spend them."

"The church holds a large market once a year, where many rare and good things appear, and the prices are cheaper than usual."

"There are still three months until the next big market. You can wait until then to decide what to exchange for."

Thank you for your guidance.

"Um."

Ksitigarbha nodded slightly, and his figure began to fade.

"And..." His voice drifted from the void, its distance indistinguishable, "I've also heard of the thing Blood Butcher mentioned."

"The massacre of the Yinluo Sect is indeed strange. If you're going in, be fully prepared."