【You can skip the Prequel chapters which won't affect your reading】 He cradled an incense burner in his hand and lit thirty minutes of incense. Wisps of blue smoke swirled around, and in that instant, his Divine Thought pierced heaven and earth, all worldly fetters dissolved into nothingness. Such was the Immortal.
Having returned to the Sect, two days had already passed.
Yuan Ming didn't go straight back to his residence, but instead made a detour to the Fire Workshop.
"Junior Brother Yuan, you've been out for quite a long time recently, and many of the Fire Refining Hall's duties have been left unattended. I'm afraid you don't have enough contribution points left to deduct, do you?" Fang Ge saw Yuan Ming and couldn't help but put on a serious face.
Hearing this, Yuan Ming knew that Brother Fang Ge was always fair and wasn't deliberately making things difficult for him. He spoke out of duty, and there was even a hint of concern for him.
After all, not participating in the Sect's daily duties for a long time meant not only would there be no contribution points to collect, but there would even be a deduction of the existing points.
The Sect certainly wouldn't support idlers.