C17

"If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have optimized it …"

The only thing that made Mo Beichen a little regretful was that this star Demonic Core's level was too high, so the current him wasn't strong enough to refine it. Forcefully refining it would only cause great harm to himself.

Just like Yan Xiaoqin, who had cultivated a technique that could only be learned in War Soldier Stage, due to her lack of strength, a problem had occurred in her body. Fortunately she met Mo Beichen early, otherwise, if she were to continue cultivating, she would only be a miserable disabled person for the rest of her life.

Mo Beichen heaved a heavy sigh of relief after safely passing through this crisis.

"In the end, my strength is still lacking. Since I already have a Star Rank Martial Skill, then I can first exchange it for some pellets that can raise my strength. "

He did not forget the two talents he had obtained from his bloodline, the steel body and the extreme coldness.

Although it was called talent, it wasn't much different from a martial skill. If one had to point out any differences between the two, it would be the difference in their names.

The Iron Body was equivalent to a body tempering martial skill. It was similar to Iron Body Art, Unbreakable Body Art, Spirit Rhinoceros Body Tempering Art, or Boulder's Body.

As for the Inherent Skill known as Extreme Deep Cold, it allowed Mo Beichen to survive in an environment with extremely low temperatures. From then on, he was not afraid of the cold at all. Of course, if he could cultivate an ice type martial skill, he would definitely be able to achieve great things. Moreover, the power of the technique could not be underestimated.

However, the most important thing right now was to increase his own strength. After all, the power of the Thunder Fist was not inferior to that of an ordinary Star Rank Martial Skill. If he added the Rushing Thunder Fist, it would be more than enough for him to use at the moment.

With the increase in his strength, Mo Beichen's horizons had also become much higher.

He was no longer interested in Demonic Beast materials like the Cyan Eyed Tiger. Besides, the tiger skin from before had long been lost somewhere. Now that he had an even better substitute, he wouldn't feel any heartache anymore.

Looking at the Mighty Devil Ape corpses that littered the ground, Mo Beichen took out the blade that he carried around and pulled out the two fangs that were as sharp as blades out from their mouths.

Without a backpack or anything like that, he had to take off his clothes and put them inside.

"In this world, there should be treasures like interspatial rings, right? "When the time comes, I must think of a way to get one. This is too inconvenient."

Mo Beichen was filled with desire for storage type equipment, he threw the bag on his shoulder. He guessed that these teeth could be exchanged for a lot of points.

On the way back, he met some blind Demonic Beast, they were all killed by his lightning-fast methods.

Since it was something easy to do, and mosquitoes were like little more than meat, Mo Beichen casually picked up the parts that they could use.

As he was not familiar with the situation, Mo Beichen went around in circles many times and wasted a lot of time on the journey back.

Just like this, when he returned to the Cold Martial Sect, the bag on his shoulder had already become heavy, and it was filled to the brim with bags.

When they saw his travel worn and bloodstained appearance, everyone only gave him a glance and did not linger any longer.

Normally, there would be a lot of people going out to train in Cold Martial Sect. From the looks of it, it was obvious that he had just returned from the Wasteland of Night Language, so he didn't attract anyone's attention.

Points could not be exchanged just by taking things. One had to first go to the Hanwu Peak to receive the corresponding missions.

Usually, the sect would post a lot of missions, and the requirements for the missions were clearly stated in the requirements for the Demonic Beast. Depending on the difficulty of the mission, the points awarded would be different.

The Mission Hall was bustling with people coming and going.

Some people would directly entrust the sect with issuing missions, while others preferred to provide missions on the spot.

Especially those who were in urgent need and didn't want to wait for too long. The rewards they offered were usually very high, and were far more attractive than the points provided by the sect.

As for those who had been waiting here, if they encountered a task they were interested in and discussed it with their employer about the reward, they would immediately accept the task and make a registration certificate in the hall to prevent any disputes that might arise.

With the sect as a notary, no one dared to break the contract. The consequences could be very serious, and no one was willing to go against it.

Many people came to deliver missions while carrying large and small bags like Mo Beichen. When he pushed his way through the crowd and slammed his backpack down on the counter, the others only glanced at him for a moment before ignoring him.

"Yo, I was wondering who it was, it turned out to be Chief Disciple Lei Mingfeng! Wrong... Shouldn't we call you Chief Mo now? "

A weird voice suddenly came from behind, causing Mo Beichen to stop what he was doing.

When he turned around, he saw a well-built young man dressed in black, staring at him with an expression that was not a smile at all. Even though he was calling her the first seat, the look of contempt in his eyes was an indication of what he was truly thinking in his heart.

"What, he's the one who just got promoted to the first rank, Lei Mingfeng?"

"Oh wow, I finally got to see him in person today. This man is rumored to be at the fifth level of the War Qi, Big Head!"

"So he's the joke that everyone is talking about. Sure enough, his appearance is ordinary, and his strength is below his strength."

"Why did we meet Lei Mingfeng's man here? How unlucky!"

"That's right, it is said that with Lei Mingfeng adding him, there is only two people left. It's really funny, when a person sits at the seat of honor, I wonder what kind of wondrous feeling it would be? "

The black-clothed youth's words, which contained hidden mockery, immediately attracted the attention of everyone present.

After a few days of fermentation, the name of Lei Mingfeng, the new Mo Beichen, had completely spread through the world. Although most of them had never seen him, but for this person …

As for his previous identity and strength, they were gradually unearthed by others. This immediately caused a group of people to be shocked to the point that their jaws dropped.

with strength at the fifth level of the War Qi Stage, he wasn't even qualified to be an inner disciple in the other two peaks. But when it came to Lei Mingfeng, he had actually become the strongest senior brother, and even got promoted to the top position, it was simply inconceivable!

Once the news leaked out, it immediately caused a huge uproar.

After being shocked, everyone treated Mo Beichen as a joke, and no one took him seriously at all. Furthermore, they did not have the slightest bit of reverence or reverence for the position of sect master that he had chosen as a guest.

Especially after news of Lei Mingfeng being kicked out of his room a month later, it would cause everyone to view him with even more disdain.

After that, not even two days had passed when all of Lei Mingfeng's disciples betrayed and fled, leaving only one person behind. After knowing about this, everyone burst out in laughter and looked down upon Lei Mingfeng.

The surrounding people did not care about Mo Beichen at all. With just a few words, they mocked and ridiculed him unrestrainedly.

Both of his fists tightly clenched, and looking at the contemptuous and disgusted expressions around him, the veins on Mo Beichen's face popped out.

"Tsk tsk, I never would have thought that the head of a great mountain, who has such a high position, would actually come here like us and take a mission to earn points."

"But with your strength, what kind of mission can you receive? There's no need to think about the Silver-grade Quest, that's not something you can hope for. In that case, the only option was the Steel Quest. Oh, I almost forgot. You were just injured a while ago, so I'm afraid that you can only accept a few missions such as hunting porcupines or Jifeng Deers? "

Hahahaha...

Hearing his words, everyone suddenly burst into laughter and shook their heads. Among those gazes that were fixated on him, there were those of pity, contempt, indifference, and ridicule.

The Spiked Horn Pig and the Whirlwind Deer were both the lowest level of Demonic Beast, and their strength was equivalent to a warrior at the first or second level of War Qi. The reason he said that, was obviously to humiliate Mo Beichen.