Isn't This a Game? Why Are You All Cultivating for Real!

Chapter 83: Chapter 83: Just Quit That Crappy Job

Song Jiulai’s only remaining concern was the issue of the merger.

Hiding so many disciples might fool ordinary people, but fooling Golden Core cultivators was unrealistic.

But now, the Golden Core cultivator was gone!

What else was there to say? It was practically a godsend.

Song Jiulai had asked around before. On the Yunzhou Continent, the chances of one sect absorbing another were slim, as small sects rarely had the opportunity to rise.

But if one’s strength was truly great, a merger wasn’t impossible.

The Feique Sect’s ranks were currently filled with Qi Refinement Realm disciples. They had a dozen or so Foundation Establishment Stage disciples at most, but there were definitely some at the Late-stage Foundation Establishment among them.

As long as she avoided open conflict with the Feique Sect and adopted a gentler approach—the "boiling the frog" method.

Song Jiulai still had faith in her players.

As for why she insisted on the merger—in any given territory, it was always best for a single sect to call the shots.

The Feique Sect was friendly, sure, but she’d only be at ease when they were all one big family.

While Song Jiulai waited for the Immortal Sacrifice Ceremony to conclude before heading back, Mu Qiu, on the other hand, had just acquired Xue Ru’s Magic Treasure.

Xue Ru’s body hadn’t remained. It seemed she had suffered some sort of fatal wound that caused her to disintegrate into a pile of ash upon death, leaving not even a corpse behind.

Mu Qiu watched, silently reminding herself, ’This is just a game.’ She let out a heavy sigh in her heart before digging a small grave and placing a simple wooden marker on it.

Xue Cang Sect...

’If I play this game long enough, and if I can get there, I will definitely fulfill Xue Ru’s last wish.’

After settling things with Xue Ru, Mu Qiu’s gaze fell upon the Flying Sword she had been left.

This was the sword that had just slain the Demon Horned Snake in a single blow.

The Demon Horned Snake had already been pushed to its limits by her, but the fact that it was killed before its pustules could even burst was a testament to the destructive power of a Magic Treasure.

The sword was about the length of her forearm, its blade etched with a pattern of swirling frost and snow.

So this was a Magic Treasure.

Xuan-grade Magical Treasures were extremely expensive, especially one that was so obviously built for combat.

The players had long since inquired with the Feique Sect about the prices of Magic Treasures.

A Flying Magical Treasure classified as a Mortal Item, with little combat capability, cost around five Mid-grade Spirit Stones.

If it was Xuan Grade, the price was even higher.

The type mattered, too.

Magic Treasures came in all shapes and sizes. Some were defensive, some were offensive, and others specialized in the element of surprise.

Offensive Magic Treasures were the most expensive of the lot.

And this Flying Sword looked like it had been custom-forged.

That made it even more valuable.

A good Xuan-grade Magical Treasure could fetch a price of fifty Mid-grade Spirit Stones, or even one top-grade spirit stone.

They were the most expensive items among all the Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures usable by those in the Foundation Establishment Stage.

No matter how she looked at it, Mu Qiu had hit the jackpot this time.

’I don’t know why Xue Ru chose to give it to me. Perhaps she was just looking for someone who could fulfill her last wish.’

In any case, Mu Qiu was thrilled to have obtained a Xuan-grade Magical Treasure.

Besides, she loved to fight, and this Flying Sword was a perfect fit for her.

Feixue.

"Such a beautiful name. Your owner must have loved you very much."

Mu Qiu murmured, and the Xuan-grade Magical Treasure trembled faintly in response.

’She remembered reading in novels that Sword Cultivators treated their swords like their own wives.’

’It was their most precious possession.’

Even if there were no Sword Cultivators here, anyone who chose a sword as their Lifebound Magical Treasure would surely cherish it dearly.

Xuan-grade Magical Treasures didn’t have so-called Artifact Spirits. Besides, low-level cultivators couldn’t bind a Magic Treasure, because cultivators at such a low Level hadn’t developed their Divine Sense yet. They couldn’t project it out of their bodies to bind an item.

They could only be used by wrapping them in one’s own Spiritual Energy.

Some cultivators, however, would place restrictions on their Magic Treasures.

That wasn’t a concern for Mu Qiu right now.

Carefully stowing the Demon Horned Snake’s Snake Gallbladder and snake skin, Mu Qiu put the Sect Master’s "pluck a feather from a passing goose" philosophy into practice, looting the body until nothing was left.

She first donated the less-valuable snake skin. After some consideration, she decided to have the system sell the Snake Gallbladder.

The Spirit Stones and points she’d painstakingly saved up were only just enough to get the next volume of the Palm Thunder Technique.

She also wanted the crafting recipe for a Jiezidai.

Mu Qiu was planning on specializing in Artifact Refining later on.

After taking care of everything, her designated playtime was up.

It was time for Mu Qiu to log off.

She was an office worker, after all.

Still thrilled about getting a Xuan-grade Magical Treasure, Mu Qiu happily shared the news in the group chat.

[Mu Qiu: I just had a lucky encounter! I got a Xuan-grade Magical Treasure, the Flying Snow Sword. A female cultivator gave it to me before she died.]

Wu Dahu, who had also just logged off: [...The hell did you just say?!]

[Gu Yunxi: You had a lucky encounter? Who gave you permission? Who asked? Who? Literally zero people here asked.]

[Qi Dazuo: I must not have slept well last night, because the moment I log off I’m greeted with this tragic news.]

[Yang Meimei: None of us have a Magic Treasure yet, and now you do. Don’t be like that, you’re ruining the group dynamic. Listen to me, sell it. Otherwise, you’re just going to break all our hearts. We can’t have actions that undermine group unity!]

[Mu Qiu: /smile]

[Wu Dahu: If you were out killing some demon beasts, earning some Spirit Stones or whatever, everyone would be happy for you. But no, you just had to go and make everyone in the whole group unhappy!]

Mu Qiu knew the group chat was now filled with the ugly faces of envy.

She laughed, picked up her phone, and ordered herself a cup of milk tea.

Then she started thinking about what to eat.

She was mulling something over.

Finally, she left a message for Han Tian: [Brother Han, I’d like to discuss something with you.]

Even though Han Tian was streaming, he still logged off occasionally to take breaks.

It was nighttime in Huaxia, when most people were resting.

Having been busy all day, Han Tian logged off and happened to see the group chat messages, as well as Mu Qiu’s private message.

Seeing that Mu Qiu had obtained a Xuan-grade Magical Treasure, it was impossible not to feel a pang of jealousy.

But that’s all it was—jealousy.

’Some people have all the luck!’

Han Tian didn’t even have enough money to splurge on a Magic Treasure right now.

He quickly replied to Mu Qiu’s message: [Yeah, what’s up?]

[Mu Qiu: I heard from Fan Guzhou that you’ve been buying points in the game?]

[Han Tian: Yeah, I buy. Both Spirit Stones and points. I go by the Sect’s exchange rate, one point for ten yuan real-world cash. You want to sell me points?]

[Mu Qiu: Not right now. If you need a long-term supplier, I’ll quit my job and be your grinder. My time is too tight right now. I work during the day and can only play for a few hours when I get back. Farming points by myself is too slow. Now that I’ve got this Magic Treasure, I want to quit my job for a while and focus on earning game points.]

[Han Tian: Quit your job? You should think it over carefully. The main thing is we don’t know how stable this game is. It’s not as reliable as a steady job.]

[Mu Qiu: My monthly salary is 4k, I only get 4 days off a month, and I have to work overtime from time to time. T.T]

[Han Tian: Just quit. What a crappy job.]