Eternity Starts From His Seed

Chapter 80: Returning

East District.

After nearly two days of nonstop copying, Bubai finally completed a tome that would normally require a week. For his efforts, he only earned himself... a single contribution point.

Yet, he wore a satisfied smile on his face when he witnessed the rising sun once more. "Hey, hopefully my little scorpies are fine."

They were resilient little creatures, but sometimes, death comes from their own companions.

Bubai stretched leisurely as he slowly ambled back toward the tower.

Despite the two-day marathon without sleep, he felt surprisingly well-rested, credited to the continuous consumption of his green Qi to saturate his body.

With WeiWei gone, he didn't have to hold back on his green Qi expenditures any longer. Now, he had already successfully saturated his sixth meridian network, officially entering level eight of Qi-refinement.

Of course, this progress was primarily thanks to the residue benefit from his last crazy harvest.

Now that's gone, the upcoming level will be back to grinding.

And despite only being a level away, it won't be easy, particularly considering the amount of mysterious green Qi required for his unique saturation, which definitely surpasses the requirement of other normal cultivators.

Sensing the depletion of Qi in his mysterious space, which had now settled around the 80% mark, Bubai recognized the urgency to seek some good locations to use his mysterious Qi-gathering formation.

He had a new mask, and he will definitely maximize its utility.

"Of course, I still need to be cautious and can't be too excessive."

Obviously, night was the best time, but it wasn't completely safe.

Most of the Foundation Establishment disciples of the inner sect had gone to the secret realm, but this didn't mean there were none left.

For one, he wasn't sure how many of the Law Enforcement Hall had went on the trip or if any had gone at all.

There were also the inner disciples who stayed behind for various reasons – masters of cultivator professions, prisoners... Not every disciple were willing to risk death for the glory of the sun.

Plus, his Liang face was under the spotlight now...

"Well, take it slowly. Stay low-key for a bit..."

Just when he approached his tower, Bubai spotted a familiar woman clad in black guarding in front of his tower, her attention seemingly locking onto him even before he entered her line of sight.

Well, if it isn't Officer Ponytail.

With a flicker, she appeared a couple steps away from him, her eyes scanning him before fixating on his pant, where he hid his storage pouch.

Slowly, she unsheathed her dagger, her cool voice slicing through the air, "Two nights ago. You were not in your tower."

Uh, straight to the point, ey? But how does she know about his absence so accurately?

Not letting the thought affect him, the composed Bubai gave her a smile, "Senior sister, I was in the Book Pavilion."

"Why?"

"Task. Granny Shu can vouch for me." Bubai patted his chest reassuringly.

"..." She played with the dagger in her hand, her focus shifting to his neck.

As she continued to stare at his neck, Bubai felt a slightly eerie feeling, but he stood there and maintained an unchanging smile.

In the end, with a seamless motion, she sheathed her dagger before turning around.