CHAPTER 329: CHAPTER 217: UPGRADED PANEL, BRAND NEW FORTUNE FRAGMENTS_2

The difference was truly vast compared to before. Actually, this harvest wasn’t bad at all, especially with the 3 Purple Fortune Fragments—that was already quite a good haul. These Fortune Fragments had all been obtained by the Life Defying Blood Body from the maidens serving here. This harvest was already exceedingly good, but it still fell somewhat short of the gains from previous days.

"Forget it, let’s just open these fortunes first." Wen Zhixing wasn’t overly concerned. He was well-practiced in unlocking fortunes to receive rewards. After some time, all the rewards were unlocked. In the end, no suitable rewards materialized, so Wen Zhixing opted to convert them all into Fortune Points.

[Fortune Points +161, Current Fortune Points: 261.]

261 Fortune Points...

Just as Wen Zhixing was considering whether he could upgrade something, the panel prompts popped up automatically again.

[BEEP.]

[Detected! Your life-span has surpassed 1,000 years. The number of times you can collect others’ fortunes daily has increased to five.]

[Your panel is beginning its upgrade.]

[After a successful upgrade, you will be able to collect new Fortune Fragments.]

[During the panel upgrade process, panel functions will be temporarily disabled.]

[You will temporarily be unable to see and collect Fortune Fragments. You also cannot combine or unlock your Fortune Fragments.]

[Panel upgrade beginning...]

"Panel upgrade, new Fortune Fragments, what’s this?" Wen Zhixing was immediately taken aback. He never imagined that the panel could be upgraded further.

He tried to access his panel to check it out, but found that the panel, which used to appear with a mere thought, didn’t respond. After fiddling around for a bit, he manually opened it.

However, the panel was now gray and only possessed functions to enlarge and reduce. Taking a closer look, Wen Zhixing noticed a line of small text on it:

[Panel upgrading. Current progress: 1%]

"It really is upgrading. I wonder how long it will take." After observing for a while, Wen Zhixing understood.

The panel was indeed growing along with him, using the life-span he consumed as nourishment.

He decided not to dwell on it. An upgrade to the panel was definitely good news. In the future, he would be able to collect Fortune Fragments five times a day.

New Fortune Fragments would bring new possibilities. The only disadvantage might be the significantly increased consumption of his life-span. Even with a life-span of over a thousand years, he estimated it wouldn’t last long before being depleted.

"Let’s go out for a walk." He casually straightened his clothes, preparing to leave. Everything else could wait until the upgrade was finished; then the outcome would become clear. He also recalled the Life Defying Blood Body that was wandering outside.

CREAK.

Wen Zhixing pushed open the room door. Not far away, Lianxin, who had been waiting outside, immediately reacted.

"Mr. Wen, you’re out!" A flush of joy colored Lianxin’s face as she quickly trotted over. In her excitement, her ample chest, beneath a pink undergarment, bounced with each hurried step. Her bright yellow dress clung to her form, accentuating her lovely figure. Each sway of her body carried an enticing charm.

After a few brisk steps, she was already in front of Wen Zhixing.

"Lianxin, have you been waiting here all this time?" Wen Zhixing asked in surprise.

"Yes." Lianxin nodded, her small face blushing. "My Lady asked me to wait for you outside." As she spoke, she couldn’t help but lower her head slightly.

THUMP, THUMP.

Somehow, the sight of Wen Zhixing made her innocent heart flutter.

Wen Zhixing noticed Lianxin’s reaction but didn’t think much of it.

Normal. His Constitution was just like that. He was essentially a walking Human Shape Miraculous Soul Pill.

In fact, Wen Zhixing had already greatly restrained the Yang Qi he exuded, but it still had a tremendous impact on the opposite sex. After all, while the quantity had decreased, the quality had increased.

Sure enough, as Lianxin drew near, she began to feel flustered. With her cultivation only at the Third Realm, she couldn’t resist such temptation at all.

Normally, the panel would have started issuing prompts by now, but due to the upgrade, there was no response whatsoever.

"Oh? Your mistress? May I ask what she wants?" Wen Zhixing inquired.

Had Murong Fenghua already returned?

"Mr. Wen, My Lady sent me to remind you that time is running out. If you wish to stay here, please follow me to receive your identity token." Lianxin spoke, her face slightly flushed, her round eyes avoiding his gaze.

"Receive an identity token?" Wen Zhixing was puzzled.

Could it be that he couldn’t stay here indefinitely? It seemed there were some regulations.

"Mr. Wen, this is the inner sect of the Hundred Tribulations Holy Land. According to the rules, anyone who isn’t a disciple of the Hundred Tribulations Holy Land cannot reside here long-term. Even outer sect disciples aren’t allowed," Lianxin explained. "Even though My Lady brought you back, Sir, you cannot stay permanently."

"I see." Wen Zhixing suddenly understood. Indeed, this was, after all, the inner sect of the Hundred Tribulations Holy Land. It wouldn’t make sense if just anyone could live here.

"And what is this identity token you speak of?" Wen Zhixing inquired further.

He was also curious how others managed to live here. After all, the inner sect of the Hundred Tribulations Holy Land was so vast, with its cities and various Immortal Mountains. Surely, not everyone could be a disciple of the Hundred Tribulations Holy Land.

"There are two types of tokens," Lianxin explained, taking out her own and handing it to Wen Zhixing. "One is the servant token, like ours."

"A servant token," Wen Zhixing murmured, accepting it.

Lianxin continued, "With this servant token, you may reside here freely, provided that you become a servant to an inner sect disciple. If you become a servant to an outer sect disciple, then you can only reside in the outer sect."

"I see." Wen Zhixing nodded, returning the token. "And the other token is?"

"The cultivation token."

"The cultivation token?"

"Yes." Seeing Wen Zhixing’s eyes on her, Lianxin bashfully lowered her head and spoke softly, "The cultivation token is like a temporary disciple token. It grants you most of the rights of an outer sect disciple during its validity, allowing you to reside and cultivate here."

"The tokens of the Hundred Tribulations Holy Land are indeed interesting," Wen Zhixing noted with a nod.

"However, obtaining a cultivation token also requires an aptitude test, and you can only reside within the outer sect. Moreover," Lianxin elaborated, "when the Hundred Tribulations Holy Land holds its disciple acceptance ceremony again, if you don’t qualify, the token will be retracted."

"Can only reside in the outer sect?" Wen Zhixing frowned.

He had originally planned to just stay put here. Now, it seemed that wouldn’t be possible—unless he was willing to apply for a servant token and brand himself a servant.

"Which type of token did Fairy Murong intend for me to get?" Wen Zhixing asked Lianxin. It was clear Murong Fenghua must have already made arrangements.

"My... My Lady... said... that status isn’t important... it’s just a token and a title..." Lianxin stammered, starting to raise her head, only for her eyes to glaze over as she met Wen Zhixing’s gaze.

"Oh? So Fairy Murong means for me to get a servant token?" Wen Zhixing asked, momentarily taken aback.

"No, My Lady told me to take you to receive the cultivation token." Lianxin shook her head, her full, rounded upper body swaying from side to side.

JIGGLE, JIGGLE.

"Oh?" Wen Zhixing’s gaze flickered.

"My Lady said that Mr. Wen possesses great talent that shouldn’t be wasted by staying cooped up here, as it would bury your abilities." Even though Lianxin was somewhat dazed, she still carefully recalled each word: "She also said, ’First enter the outer sect to cultivate; this will be your path to soaring success, Mr. Wen.’"

"A path to ascension, hm? Fairy Murong certainly thinks highly of me." Wen Zhixing smiled faintly, then shook his head decisively. "But there’s no need. Take me to get the servant token."

Why bother with the outer sect? No, that sounds dangerous. Being a servant is fine. It’s not like he knew anyone here; what’s wrong with being a servant? He’d even been a furnace before. What he was best at was "serving" female cultivators.

"Ah?" Hearing Wen Zhixing’s words, Lianxin stood frozen in place.