The next morning, I woke up to the soft, melodious songs of rank 1 singing birds filtering through the window. The fatigue and soreness from yesterday had vanished like a refreshing breeze. I followed my usual routine, but this time I washed my clothes myself.
Washing clothes by hand was not just a chore — it was a form of training. The repetitive motions helped me discover hidden attacks and blind spots in both body and mind. That was why there were no maids or servants assigned to clean the guards' clothes. Every outer circle guard had to handle this task personally.
It hadn't occurred to me earlier because, in my previous world, only guns, traps, and explosives truly mattered. Those weapons needed a visible trajectory to be thrown accurately, making them easy to track with the eyes. However, magic and qi techniques required no such trajectory. Using wet clothes as a training tool to discern attack range and reaction speed was far more effective and less time-consuming.
After finishing, I headed straight to the mission hall and went up to the reward floor. I traded 90 contribution points for the recipe of the Rank 1 All-Cure Potion. Recipes were the only items that could not be sold by others, which was precisely why the reward hall continued to exist. After the purchase, I was left completely broke.
I then went directly to the quest floor and accepted the watch-out quest again. It wasn't too boring, and I genuinely enjoyed chatting with Jack. I liked building even small connections because they cost me nothing, and there was always a chance that Jack might make a name for himself one day.
We met again at the same spot on the western wall. I noticed there was no gate on the northern side and asked curiously, "Why isn't there a northern gate built when there are eastern, western, and southern gates?"
Jack shrugged. "I don't know either, but it's rumoured that the northern side has high activity of Rank 3 beasts. They are full of competition intent but not battle intent."
I let out a surprised "Wow," while thinking to myself, Why does this rumour sound so accurate? It feels more like a bro code than mere gossip.
I continued, "Speaking of the north side, there was this female guard there when I was about to leave the mission hall exit. She brazenly showed her nipples, and her pussy was visible only to me."
Jack burst out laughing. "Hahaha! A eunuch like you can only vent through tears… or something else you do every morning. It's mandatory at your age of sixteen."
There was no point in hiding the fact that I was a eunuch from others. After all, what could I do if a woman suddenly jumped on me?
I replied confidently, "Just wait and see. I will buy the Rank 3 potion to regrow my Johnson and make every girl fall — not in love, but in pleasure, squirming and squirting like a waterfall."
Meanwhile, in the clan leader's bedroom, Tiang Wen was deep in thought.
He has quite strong willpower to have survived this long without asking for any potion until now. This makes me even more interested in marrying him to my granddaughter. She has been searching for a suitable Dao partner, even though she is only sixteen. Maybe it's because of the side effects from introducing cultivation at such a young age.
Back at the western wall, time passed as we continued our watch. Eventually, we spotted a tide of Rank 1 rabbits surging toward the wall. We quickly reported it, and many cultivators rushed over to kill them. Meanwhile, Jack and I took a leisurely stroll toward the location. While others had to run, we could walk slowly. We enjoyed the scenery and the refreshing wind as we watched countless dots of cultivators hurrying toward the same place.
By the time we arrived, the last group of cultivators reached after us. Everyone began hunting the rabbits — except the poison cultivators, since we didn't want them to spoil the Rank 1 materials.
Most people killed Rank 1 middle-tier rabbits. I managed to kill a Rank 1 high-tier one. Three cultivators with high offensive skills had already been fighting it, and I swooped in at the perfect moment using Shadow Jump to deliver the killing blow.
I could pull off this move because many people were still unaware of my skill. My ability to neglect the damage I received, combined with my sneak attack, was better than the sneak attacks of other cultivators. For example, the blink ability cultivator nearly killed me instead of getting a free kill on the rabbit. His ability also brought gravity with it, which broke my dagger — the same one that had previously defeated the poison cultivator and killed the rabbit. I had neglected to polish it because I was used to others polishing my weapons back in my previous world.
After the hunt, we all returned to the mission hall to submit the rabbits. Middle-tier ones fetched 10 contribution points each, while I received 30 points for killing the high-tier rabbit. That explained why the three cultivators had teamed up to fight it.
I then requested a new dagger worth 10 contribution points from the reward floor. Although I still had one dagger with me, it was best to be prepared for any situation. I gave my old dagger to a vendor in the reward floor to polish it for 2 contribution points, which saved me 1 point compared to buying a polishing service elsewhere.
After that, I went straight back to my room in the guard mansion. I cultivated for a little while as usual, then watched some drama on the TV-like tool called SK Toon Network. I shortened it to SK Network. It was broadcast by placing a Rank 1 Gu worm on the subjects, which acted as a transmitter to show their daily lives. These interesting broadcasts helped cultivators pacify their minds after a long day.
Finally, I fell asleep peacefully in bed.