章節 107: Chapter 107 of the Lower Volume of the Collected Stories

In the blink of an eye, half a year had passed, and the cliff for reflection imprisonment held no disciples.

Little Spring Mountain, Black Wind Cave.

Zhou Yi led a life that was as straight as a line, very regular.

In half a year, Zhou Yi had begun to integrate into the sect, and he had a vague plan for obtaining merits.

Within the Dan-ding Sect, it could be said there were two types of trading currencies, merits and spirit stones; the former was for transactions with the sect, and the latter was for private trading among disciples.

To exchange merits for sect cultivation techniques, one must swear a grand oath to the inner demons never to divulge them.

Before dying, one could pass on some unimportant ones to the next generation, who would also cultivate them secretly, never daring to take them out for trade, so the target technique Zhou Yi aimed for could only be exchanged for with merits.