"Fellow Daoist Zhou, how many Spirit Pearls did you gather?"
"Not many. About three hundred merit points' worth in total. What about you?"
"Sigh, don't even ask! I ran into someone from the Earth Dark Sect on the very first day. Almost lost my life. Good thing I'm a fast runner..."
Back on the ship, the cultivators gathered, chatting and laughing, all feeling fortunate to have survived such a dangerous mission.
Before long, cultivators started returning one after another. One of them, holding a long brow blade, immediately drew everyone's attention.
"Zhou Song, where did you get that brow blade?"
A cultivator on the ship asked.
"The day before yesterday, I ran into an Earth Dark Sect cultivator. I was lucky enough to kill him and took this brow blade as loot."
Zhou Song gave a reserved smile and pulled an Earth Dark Sect insignia from his storage pouch.
"Brother Zhou, your courage is extraordinary. I'm impressed."
"A good kill! It's revenge for our fallen brothers."
