Treasure Hunting

Chapter 8 Collect Herbs

A race was ignited between Zachary and Elva. Their speeds were both difficult to follow leaving other disciples in bewilderment. The audience moved their heads from one side to another, eyes almost popped out in amazement and confusion. They couldn't catch up with them and could only watch as the two of them both disappeared.

Elva noticed that when she was about to catch up with Zachary, he would further increase his speed away from her, as if teasing her like they were six-year-old kids. She felt humiliated and degraded when she saw the confidence in his face. She couldn't believe that the most famous loser in the Welkin Sect could win over her. As the best disciple of the sect, she never lost to any other disciple. It was her first taste of defeat. Worse, from someone unexpected.

"Beauty, you're not going to catch me. Maybe we can have a battle practice next time!" Zachary didn't want to compete with Elva, since he was mindful that he couldn't beat her this time. If she caught up with him, he would surely be defeated. The Shadow Pace enabled him to achieve such speed. Otherwise, he would be immediately caught by Elva. Without a doubt, her cultivation level was incomparably higher than his.

Fueled by her pride and burning desire to prove her power, Elva showed no intention of giving up. While running, Zachary had a great idea. With swift shift in his speed gear and direction, he pulled a stick from a tree and had a sudden break.

Zachary's halt was something unexpected to Elva. She tried to control her speed but her momentum was difficult to destroy. She continued moving forward; luckily she had a grip on her speed and made a good turn before she was about to hit Zachary. She nicely bypassed the man without touching him. Meanwhile, the sound of a cloth being torn caught her attention.

When Elva quickly surveyed herself, she found her torn dress was barely covering her body.

"You..." Elva glared at Zachary, covering her sleekly full breasts in embarrassment.

A piece of white cloth was hanging on Zachary's stick, freely flying like a flag.

demure admiration in her body

to both anger and shyness.

his treehouse. Since the owner of the body

he needed. He was contented at the simplicity of his humble abode. Zachary yawned, stretched himself and laid his back on the hard bed. With tired body and

elapsed like a wind.

shine at dawn but Zachary did not notice it since his door

crowd approached his treehouse. "Why so noisy? Can you just keep quiet!" he shouted in annoyance with eyes half closed. Irritated, Zachary forcedly got up, rubbed his eyes and went out of the treehouse. When he opened the door, he saw a large group of disciples heading towards the bottom of the mountain. Perplexed, he jumped to the ground and pulled one

look telling him it was a stupid question. "We're going to collect herbs to

disciple left in a hurry and ran in high speed after answering Zachary, obviously afraid to be left out.

of the body. The Welkin Sect was going to recruit formal disciples. One month before the selection, the sect would provide the disciples at the Foundation Establishment with some special privileges. This group of disciples could

contribution points. One was to complete daily quests such as cutting firewood or cleaning the floor. The other was to collect herbs on the Herbal Mountain. The herbs could be refined into different kinds of pills.

to work for half a month just to get enough

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