Ch14 Trouble Stirring

Meanwhile, as the sun rises, a full mountain peak away in a large building where many Outer Sect Disciples meet, two individuals in green robes look up and down a quest board before choosing a simple task.

“Lan’er, this one should be easy enough to get our monthly task quota out of the way. Remember when we surveyed the back mountain where the new servant camps were built? They need it surveyed again, all the way up to the Ravine this time,” a chubby man with dark black hair points to the sign board.

“Brother Ming, this quest looks quite good. It says here they’re going to be building even more space for servant camps, and need to make sure no spiritual beasts above the first level of qi refinement are lurking in the forest,” a woman with brown hair and green eyes, but a very different thin and compact stature, nods and smiles.

Wang Ming and Mu Shulan accept the task and head out of the Outer Sect’s quest hall.

The younger woman taps a small pouch at her waist and a large light green-feathered eagle with a 7-meter wingspan appears before them. Mu Shulan hops onto its back, ruffles its feathers near its neck, and points forward.

Wang Ming taps his waist too, and a brown bear even larger than the eagle stands on two legs next to him, letting out a roar.

The fat man pulls out a small green fruit that looks like a head-sized apple and tosses it up to the bear before pointing off in the direction of the back mountain.

The two of them run side by side, and the girl and her eagle take to the skies above.

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For the entire morning, the two use recording crystals granted by the quest for this task and take their own notes, outlining the habitats of many 1st and 2nd level qi refining beasts.

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New pools of water and streams are located, and the terrain is marked down for the best places to farm spiritual rice. Other places are marked that need to be systematically cleared out by servants chopping trees, also places to avoid that are too swampy to be of any use to the sect.

“This was no ordinary brawl. I remember this cave, it’s where that 3rd level qi refining black serpent was nurturing its life plum last time we surveyed this land.”

“Really? You think an initial stage qi refiner could make this much of a mess?” Mu Shulan replies, swinging her legs while sitting on a tree cracked in half, leaning against another.