It didn't take long for Alex to reach Disciple Hall. He looked at the ranking board in front of the hall and realized, he had gone down in ranking.
'I was gone away for 3 days, and I am already down by 200 ranking spots?' he thought. He walked back to the Alchemy Achievements and realized he was down on that side too.
He laughed wryly and didn't think much of it. He had returned now, and with the number of stuff he had got back, he could easily get those rankings back and more.
He went into the disciple hall and let them know of his return. After that, he walked towards the sect market. It was around 4 pm and the sect valley was at the peak of crowdedness.
He walked into the sect market and went straight to the elder's stall. He had to wait a while before his time came up eventually.
The elder looked at him, and asked, "Are you here to buy or sell?"
"Both," Alex simply answered. He then reached into his robes and took out 2 storage bags. He checked the storage bags one more time and handed them to the elder.
The elder was surprised someone actually initiated to hand him a storage bag of their own. He then diverted his attention to the storage bag.
The elder's eyes started to widen. The more he looked, the wider it got. He snapped his head as he looked at Alex.
'Bone Tempering 3rd realm. So how are the corpses here so strong?' he wondered.
"Are you selling these in the place of someone else?" he asked.
"No, those are for me." Alex simply answered.
"Young man, if these belong to someone else, and you stole this, you must confess. Lying will not get you anywhere." The elder got more vocal about it.
Alex didn't know what else to say, so he simply insisted on it being his. "Those belong to me, and me alone elder. I did not steal them from anybody." He said.
The elder was starting to get irritated. "Are you saying you killed this organ tempering realm bird monster?" he asked, mentioning one of the monsters inside the bag.
"No, I didn't. Someone else did. But they gave me the monster corpses, so it's mine." He said.
The elder finally felt like he was getting the truth out of him. "See, these don't belong to you. Tell the core disciple who killed these monsters to come to sell these monsters on their own. "
The elder believed that only a core disciple could possibly be strong enough to kill all of these monsters. He handed the bag back to Alex.
Alex frowned a little but said nothing. 'Whatever, I will ask master tomorrow to sell these in my stead. I will like to see how he will refuse master.' Although he was the sect leader's direct disciple, aside from a handful of elders who were there, and the elder below the mountain, nobody else had the information.
Alex didn't like flaunting his master's name around, and also didn't have anything to prove he was her disciple. So, he simply took out the strong monster corpses and handed the bag back to the elder.
The elder frowned as he looked at the bag once more. This time, only Bone tempering 3rd realm and fewer monster corpses were there.
"Are you saying you killed these?" the elder asked.
Alex simply nodded. There was no way the elder could prove this claim false, so he simply started counting the points. The bag only had corpses and not cores or materials. Alex had learned that both of those latter were extremely useful for pill making.
After a while, the elder spoke out, "52 points for skin tempering realm corpses, 360 points for muscle tempering realm monsters, 220 points for bone tempering realm monsters— for a total of 632 points."
Alex handed him his nameplate and got the points. For buying, he bought some of the ingredients he lacked for making a [Spirit Enhancing Pill].
After getting those ingredients, he walked to the library. He was here just to return the Smiting Blade book. Once he did, he left. He had wanted to get some recipes for new pills but lacked the points right now.
'I will wait until tomorrow when I meet the master.' He thought. Since he still had some time to spare before having to log out for dinner, he decided to visit the Training Hall.
'I wonder how strong a True Mortal grade sword is,' he was really curious about his newfound strength. He placed his nameplate in a wooden post inside the training hall, and a wooden puppet jumped up.
He took out the steel sword and held it in his hand. Even without doing anything, he could feel a sense of connection to it as it started to passively suck in his Qi to glow a bit.
While the amount of Qi it sucked wasn't a lot, it was substantial enough to increase its strength for sure.
Previously, without using a technique, the steel sword did exactly 1 realm lower than his cultivation in damage. Now that he had refined it, he was looking forward to the new damage.
He held his sword in an attacking stance and jumped forward. As soon as he reached the puppet, he simply swung the sword onto the wooden puppet.
He could tell the damage was much higher than what he could do with his own fists. He turned back to look at the information on the post.
2 realms higher. That was how good a refined True Mortal grade sword was. If simply using this sword without any technique already resulted in such damage, then how much more damage can using a technique give him.
The thought of this was starting to excite Alex.