C3 Foundation Building Pill and Metamorphosis Liquid
"Ancestor, I have reached the eighth level of Blessing in my cultivation," I reported.
Ling Sixiao chimed in from beside me.
"Well then, as your ancestor, I may not have much to offer, but I can certainly help you elevate your cultivation," Qin Mu declared.
With the fading of his voice, a brilliant golden light burst forth, prompting the Ling sisters to close their eyes.
As the light gradually faded, a large vat materialized before Ling Siying and Ling Sixiao, its rim shrouded in a golden mist. Only when the mist cleared did the contents of the vat reveal themselves.
"Is this... could this be Metamorphosis Liquid? And not just any, but top-grade Metamorphosis Liquid? This is the elite body tempering fluid that only direct disciples in the super sects have access to!" exclaimed the Ling sisters in astonishment.
"Use the Metamorphosis Liquid to purge the impurities that have built up over the years. It will aid in your future breakthroughs," Qin Mu advised, unfazed by their astonishment.
"Is all of this really for us?" Ling Siying was still reeling from the surprise, but her quick-witted sister, Ling Sixiao, beat her to the question.
"Yes, it's all yours. And if it's not enough, there's more where that came from," Qin Mu reassured them, answering their questions with patience.
"Thank you, Ancestor!" The Ling sisters knelt in gratitude once more.
"Take the Metamorphosis Liquid and focus on your cultivation. I'm going to take a stroll around Mistmantle Mountain," Qin Mu instructed them.
Ling Siying, harnessing her ninth level of Blessing cultivation, transported the two vats back to their dwelling. Once home, they eagerly immersed themselves in the Metamorphosis Liquid, eager to enhance their physical constitution.
Qin Mu wandered the grounds of the Skyhaven Clan, reminiscing about his days as a factotum. Suddenly, a system notification echoed in his mind.
[Ding! Congratulations, Master, on activating a new mission: Recruit a prodigy to become a disciple of our sect!]
[Mission Reward: One Substitute Puppet. Punishment for failure: Weak and powerless!]
Upon hearing the system's announcement, Qin Mu stood rooted to the spot, stunned.
There was a punishment this time!
But what exactly did 'weak and powerless' refer to?
Without realizing it, Qin Mu had made his way to the dwelling he once occupied as a factotum. He discovered a room that was still habitable, albeit barely. Pushing open the door, he was greeted by a thick layer of dust.
"System, activate the restoration skill!"
At Qin Mu's command, the room was instantly immaculate, looking as though it had just been constructed.
Since beginning his intensive training, Qin Mu had been practicing relentlessly, day and night, without proper rest. No sooner had he lain down on the bed than he began to snore.
Upon waking, Qin Mu let out a startled shout, which was echoed by Ling Siying and Ling Sixiao.
That morning, Ling Siying and her sister had been searching for Qin Mu. It took them quite some time to locate this unusual house. They were now perched on Qin Mu's face, mere inches away.
"Greetings, Ancestor! Good morning to you!"
The Ling sisters were quick to respond. Despite having been closely examining Qin Mu's face, they lost no time in kneeling to show their respect.
Qin Mu quickly collected himself and addressed them.
"Stand up. First off, there's no need to kneel when you see me in the future. You may call me Ancestor, but kneeling is unnecessary. Have I made myself clear?"
He was, after all, someone who had gone through compulsory education and had little tolerance for such archaic formalities.
"Understood, Ancestor," Ling Siying replied.
"Ancestor, may I ask your name?" Ling Sixiao inquired after standing up, only to receive a stern look from Ling Siying.
"My surname is Qin, and you can call me Mu," Qin Mu informed them.
Seeing no sign of displeasure from Qin Mu, Ling Siying breathed a sigh of relief.
"Then, may we call you Brother Mu from now on? You appear so youthful, and calling you Ancestor all the time seems to age you," Ling Sixiao ventured.
"Sixiao, that's enough. How could we address the Ancestor so informally? Please apologize to the Ancestor at once!" Ling Siying quickly admonished her sister.
