Free Web NovelChapter 1250: Chapter 957: Team Building, Team Wipeout
Located nine hundred miles northwest of Qihan Mountain, Hundred Feet City is the last city in the Northern Domain.
Behind the northern wall of the city are vast snowy mountains and ice mountains that remain unchanged year-round.
The harsh environment creates a rugged way of life, and the cultivators living here are mostly as straightforward as the architectural style in the city.
Hundred Feet City experiences winter all year round, with temperatures only getting colder.
Few demon beasts can survive outside the city, especially with winter approaching, most have begun hibernating and rarely venture out.
As a result, the cultivators inside the city differ from those in other cities who hide by day and come out at night. They choose to be active during the relatively warmer daytime and stay indoors to cultivate in the warm spring-like buildings at night.
The almost ice-sealed Hundred Feet City has given rise to many local industries, such as ice mining.
Feng Xunan, whose true form is the snow ferret with an extremely cold-resistant physique, is a standout among them.
Mining pure Ten Thousand Years Profound Ice, preserving it with charms, transporting it via teleportation arrays to the Market, and selling it to demon cultivators who cultivate ice attributes or live in extremely hot areas.
This is the golden industry that has relied on the mountains for thousands of years in Hundred Feet City.
However, this seemingly cost-free business is not something anyone can undertake.
At least those whose true forms are not cold-resistant and whose cultivation techniques do not offer enough protection against the severe cold would not dare approach the Ten Thousand Years Profound Ice, let alone enter the ice caves for mining.
At midnight, the entire Hundred Feet City falls into slumber.
Feng Xunan’s realm was not high, unable to simply recover physical strength and energy through cultivation, so he is nestled in soft fur, half-asleep.
The "buzz buzz~" of several vibrations alerts him to internal messages from the merit token.
Gruffly turning over with a grunt, he is reluctant to end his sweet dreams. Ever since joining the Leisure Sect, everything else was fine, except receiving internal messages which was rather annoying.
Outside Hundred Feet City, cultivators are active at night, having rested sufficiently during the daytime.
But having busied himself all day, both mining ice blocks and secretly seeking solitary prey to refine essence and accumulate merit, his realm hasn’t ascended high enough, and being frequently disturbed during rest can be very tiring.
The room was pitch black, even with arrays isolating the sound, he could still hear the raging snowstorm outside.
The warm room felt increasingly comfortable, and he didn’t want anything to disrupt this laziness, but another "buzz buzz" sounded. As if refusing to stop without receiving the message.
Feng Xunan sighed quietly, turned over with eyes closed, and pulled out the merit token from the storage bag beside his pillow.
In the next second, he was fully awake—what happened? How did I ascend to Deputy Director after just a nap with the sky still not light?
"Hiss! Could this be in a dream?" Feng Xunan paused, realizing there was an instruction from the Incense Master. To urgently contact disciples and find a suitable place within Hundred Feet City to hold an urgent meeting, at which the Incense Master would personally be present!
In the dead of night, freezing to death, where to find an appropriate venue to gather over a hundred disciples?
He rubbed his face, feeling a bit of a headache.
"Could all those fellow disciples with much higher merits than mine, have died in a day?" Feng Xunan steadied himself; upon auto-promotion to Deputy Director, various permissions associated with the merit token were unlocked.
Checking the death list, he discovered that Peng Dahai, Lady Yu, and others with sky-high merit points were all included. Hence, he was promoted like a general among dwarfs, with his merit qualifying him as Deputy Director.
Just like those lucky legend-like folks who make huge gains by picking up bargains at auctions!
Dazed by good fortune, Feng Xunan looked at his merit points, seriously lacking confidence.
Ever since being recommended by friends to join the Leisure Sect, he had no great ability to develop a downline, nor channels to make huge money or lure demon cultivators for refining essence.
He could only occasionally use ice mining opportunities to secretly trap a couple of unfortunate demon cultivators, devour some himself and submit the rest, accumulating quietly over half a year, yet his merits were not outstanding.
Suddenly being entrusted with heavy responsibilities, Feng Xunan was ecstatic but inevitably apprehensive.
"The Incense Master’s words are gentle, clearly not despising my mediocrity. For this gathering of disciples, it must be done excellently!" He clenched his fists and quietly encouraged himself.
Clearly, he couldn’t sleep any longer and had to start organizing promptly!
To host over a hundred disciples within Hundred Feet City required a spacious and upscale hall; preparations must include some local specialties so that everyone could feel at home, and experience the Deputy Director’s enthusiasm.
As the saying goes, fellow disciples are family.
Though he hadn’t met this family before due to being insignificant and unable to squeeze into others’ circles?
Now he had mingled to become Deputy Director, able to follow the Incense Master around and receive merit from disciples, if he didn’t treat the disciples well, how would the Incense Master dare entrust him with responsibility in the future?
Of course, as a demon cultivator born and bred in Hundred Feet City, after transforming into a high-status identity, the first to share this good news would undoubtedly be the best friend who recommended him to join the Leisure Sect.
The straightforward demon cultivator, after falling into evil ways, hasn’t changed much in his approach.
Anyway, intra-sect treachery is forbidden, a friend knowing this and currying favor with the Deputy Director eagerly, today was an auspicious day, all occurrences favorable to him!
The Incense Master set an eight-hour deadline, Feng Xunan calculated that there were less than four hours till the dawn of Hundred Feet City. By noon, everything would be ready, neither delaying important matters nor preventing the disciples from enjoying the most beautiful time of the city.
