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“Ancient times?” Lu Xun blinked in surprise.

He had a limited understanding of the ancient times, despite playing “Heavenly Dust” for so long in his past life.

To be precise, the cultivators of the Heavenly Dust Continent also had limited knowledge of ancient times.

The number of cultivators in ancient times was small compared to today’s numbers.

As mentioned before, many years ago, only those with five ripples of enlightenment, in other words, an enlightenment level of 5 or above, were qualified to cultivate.

Those with an enlightenment level of 5 or more are considered as little geniuses. For some small sects, the recruitment of one in their ranks could make the sect leader laugh so hard his thighs couldn’t close.

In the past, cultivation techniques required high talent. Not until a great power appeared, revised these techniques, and created some basic methods did the landscape of cultivation become what it is today.

In other words, if Lu Xun was in the ancient times, he would directly learn the Nameless Technique without first practicing the Qi Consumption Technique as a foundation.

Murong Yan once shared with Lu Xun that without this great power, her enlightenment level of three ripples would not be enough to set foot in the world of cultivation.

In the ancient times, the Monster Clan was rather prosperous.

Compared to now, the status of the Monster Clan was higher in the ancient times.

Unlike now, many of the Monster Clan struggle to cultivate, absorb the essence of the Sun and Moon from dawn to dusk, only to end up becoming steeds for the big shots.

However, with the passage of time, and for some unknown special reasons, the bloodline of many ancient monsters has not been passed down.

Or even if it has, the bloodline is varied and not so pure.

This is one of the reasons why the present-day Monster Clan is weaker than before.

Regarding why bloodlines are mixed, emmm… That’s a topic we won’t go into detail here.

After all, we have professions like Grass Python Hero, Undead Knight, among humans; it’s routine for relations between different monsters to occur!

The elder man pointed at the green pearl in Lu Xun’s palm and said, “This pearl of yours should be a relic left by a Great Saint of the Turtle Clan from the ancient times.”

“Great Saint?” Lu Xun blinked in surprise.

The elder man explained, “In ancient times, a monster reaching the ninth level of cultivation would be called a Great Saint of the Monster Clan.”

So that’s how it is, Lu Xun nodded slightly.

The Ninth Realm, what a terrifying level that must be.

Now, just being at the Eighth Realm would allow one to strut around the Heavenly Dust Continent, even looking down on people!

The elder man continued, “But in the ancient times, the Turtle Clan was strong and varied. I don’t know what kind of turtles this pearl came from.”

Saying that, the man began to recall, “It’s definitely not from the Xuan Turtle, the aura on this pearl is wrong.”

The first to be ruled out was the Xuan Turtle.

Then, he said, “And it couldn’t be from a Jidiao either, I killed one many years ago.”

Lu Xun:

“It shouldn’t be from a Bibli too, I’ve raised one and it didn’t drop any pearls when it died.”

Lu Xun again:

The elder man began to reminisce about his exciting past.

He ruled out some, which helped narrow down the possibilities for Lu Xun, but it was still unclear what type of turtle the pearl came from.

But for now, it doesn’t matter. Lu Xun mainly used this pearl to nurse, it’s not a big deal if the source of the milk is unknown.

But why did this pearl appear in the Shallow Water Temple?

Apparently, even the old monk of the Shallow Water Temple didn’t know.

Lu Xun also understood why his sword sheath sensed this, why it wanted to absorb the essence within it.

The sword sheath was made from the shell of a Xuan Turtle, and this pearl was from a Great Saint of the ancient Turtle Clan; it was easier to understand since both were from the turtle family.

Of course, he did not rule out the possibility of it having a habit of collecting pearls.

Thinking carefully, the sword sheath seemed to only fancy pearls so far, and….each one bigger than the last!

Lu Xun felt the need to find an opportunity to have a good chat with his sword sheath.

If this goes on, Lu Xun was afraid its appetite would grow even bigger.

If worst comes to worst, I will cultivate harder, level up, and feed it a few strands of sword qi every day to satisfy its cravings.

It can’t always be swallowing pearls!

Lu Xun put the green pearl back into the sword sheath. The moment he pushed it in, the black string on the sheath lifted up instantly.

At this moment, Lu Xun realized he had a task to submit.

He opened the little bamboo basket he’d brought back and took out the Spirit Crow inside.

The Spirit Crow looked around dully. It paused briefly when it saw the teacher, then continued looking around.

Its beak was still bound with string to prevent it from swearing.

“Sir, I went to Boundless Mountain as instructed, but Feng Wuming, the Sect Leader of Boundless Mountain, didn’t know what you wanted me to retrieve. So, I brought back this Spirit Crow from Boundless Mountain,” Lu Xun began, half-blaming Feng Wuming.

The teacher glanced at the Spirit Crow, nodded slightly, and replied, “I see.”

“Huh? The teacher seems completely indifferent to what I’ve brought back,” Lu Xun thought.

Did he just make up a random excuse to send me on a long journey to the far north for nothing?

That can’t be right!

“Keep this Spirit Crow on the mountain in the future; you can look after it,” the teacher instructed Lu Xun.

Lu Xun rubbed the crow’s head, thinking: “Lucky brainless crow, you dodged a bullet.”

Having cared for it for a while, he’d grown fond and, for now, couldn’t bear to eat it. He needed a good reason to convince himself.

Mao Nanbei, who always wanted to sample the taste of a Spirit Crow, was a bit disappointed, and his cat ears drooped slightly.

At this moment, a prompt popped up in front of Lu Xun indicating the task was completed.

Apart from the reward of 300,000 experience points, there was also an unknown reward for this task.

Lu Xun was greatly expectant about the latter.

After choosing to claim the reward, the 300,000 experience points immediately credited into his account, followed by another prompt.

“[Pet function has been enabled.]”

“[You have obtained a pet: Spirit Crow.]”

“Is…is that it?” Lu Xun was slightly taken aback.

Was that the additional reward?

This game is doggish; it crossed the line!

Looking at the pet function, Lu Xun secretly glanced at Mao Nanbei.

Then, he told himself: “Lu Xun, stop! That’s your fellow disciple!”

Keeping her like a pet in daily life was fine, but turning her into an actual pet would be…way cool!

Of course, Lu Xun was just thinking out loud.

At night, everyone in the backyard had returned to their rooms to cultivate.

For those in the backyard, today was a pleasant day because their chef had returned, and dinner was particularly hearty.

After dinner, Lu Xun wanted to hint to the third disciple that he’d again spent all his Spirit Stones, but after thinking about it, he held back.

He didn’t need Spirit Stones when in the Demon Sect, so he decided to drop a hint before his next trip down the mountain.

Once the players improved and could earn Spirit Stones, Lu Xun wouldn’t need to bother the third disciple.

The players’ levels were still low, and they couldn’t make many Spirit Stones, so Lu Xun didn’t bother to harvest. He planned to wait until they had a certain accumulation before proceeding.

There’s no need to chase when they’re so poor; Lu Xun found it a hassle.

Let them get rich first, then let them spend happily.

First rich, then super rich!

At this moment, when the night was quiet and the moon high in the sky, the Spear Crow flew leisurely around the back mountain, carefree.

A figure suddenly appeared under the moonlight, in the darkness. His white robe was quite conspicuous.

The teacher looked up at the Spirit Crow and chuckled, “So you know your way back?”

The Spirit Crow, perched on a rock, nodded its head, then flapped its wings, and landed on the teacher’s shoulder.