I was running through the forest. Despite extensive exercise, I kept my breath short and silent, worried about alerting the monsters nearby with something as small as the air whizzing.
Just like every single day since Lucius judged me to be capable, we were hunting. We were chasing through the forest and practicing our pathing and movement while trying to hunt as many small monsters as we could find.
We would have to go to the sect lower headquarters in just two days to submit our quota. Yet, even when discounting the favorable quota rate given for the first few cycles to let me get used to the job, we have long gathered enough for the full one.
The only reason why we kept hunting right now was to earn some cultivation resources for ourselves.
Damn... 3k words in just two chapters... I need a break. Will post the 3rd chapter a bit later, sorry for that!