Second Villainess

"Heh, 70,000 Karma. Let's see what I can do with this goody!"

Me Feng set his sight on the Endless Body Battles. His eyes squinted. Let's see if I have enough.

| Upgrade Endless Body Battles Stage 0 for 100,000 Karma?

Nevermind.

Me Feng almost let his middle finger rise from its nest. I have to pay 100,000 for you, yet you demanded another 100,000 just for your first stage? He sneered. Ridiculous! Audacious!

After cursing the scripture for a while, Me Feng finally let go. He inwardly grimaced. Do I really have to stake it all while screaming 'eat ass' to make a breakthrough in this scripture?

If not for being a Sovereign Scripture, see if I'll—

"Anyway."

Me Feng shook his head. It's best to forget it. Let his pitiful future self handle it.

"Let's use 20,000 to upgrade the rest of my technique."

There's also the mysterious book peaking out of the pouch. Me Feng curiously opened up the pouch, and his eyes widened.

"This is so exaggerated..."

Not to mention the containment, even the pouch itself was a treasure. It was a spatial pouch, where he could store items freely without affecting the original weight of the pouch.

He almost kneeled to express his respect for the Sect Leader. Not only was she beautiful, but she was also talented, charismatic, powerful, elegant and otherworldly! More importantly, she's generous!

After complimenting the Sect Leader to death, Me Feng put the pouch in his inner robe. Can't let anyone see it. He only took out a worn-out book along with a sheet made out of leather. It had a gracious handwriting, obviously written by a woman of high standing.

Me Feng was surprised. There was a note?

"Me Feng, your boundless heart brought enlightenment upon me, setting me into the height I never thought I could reach. My heart actualized and realized the true meaning of a cultivator, and my dao heart had become even more stable after witnessing the manifestation of your will."

"I did not send this pouch as a Sect Leader. It was the form of what I owe you as Yu Minhe, a little disciple of my master. If you do not know what I gave you, then you must pay attention to what I've written below."

The letter brought a sense of warmth to his heart. Even when she was the highest order of the sect, she still maintained a sense of courtesy with him, a mere Outer Disciple. Anyone of her status could just snatched whatever they want from him, considering his low position, but Yu Minhe did not.

Me Feng always faced contempt, whether it was from the monkey or Li Yuan, as soon as he was reincarnated. So to receive this much courtesy from someone he didn't even know was very assuring.

Maybe this world isn't so bad.

He relished in sentiment. It took a while before he could continue reading the letter.

"Mortal Qi Attractor Pills, Mortal Purification Pills, 100-year-old ginseng, spiritual coneflowers... She even gave me some precious Yellow-grade pills!"

Me Feng's eyes are wide open. What a generous, rich woman! To give a mere Qi Refinement junior yellow-grade pills!

According to the note that Yu Minhe wrote, the grade of treasures in this world was divided into 5 categories: Mortal, Yellow, Earth, Sky, and Sovereign.

Me Feng's reaction was quite peculiar.

So the deranged Endless Body Battles was the highest grade currently possible in this world!

"Damn!"

Me Feng almost kicked the hut. Even if you did give me a Sovereign Scripture, can you give something good? Why did you have to grant me such a perverted scripture? You really forced me into this huh?!

Each grade of the treasure represented two realms. Mortal-grade for Body Reinforcement and Qi Refinement, Yellow-grade for Foundation Establishment and Golden Core Concoction, and so on.

So it meant that she just gave him treasures beyond his current level! Me Feng pumped his fists. It seems like his future path of cultivation will be quite smooth. At least until he reached Nascent Soul Formation.

Me Feng tried a Mortal Qi Attractor pill. As soon as it entered his body, it dissolved into tiny, long trails, acting like tiny, long qi magnets that attracted the nearest qi. It was not bad.

He could save a couple of days of cultivation. Unfortunately for Me Feng, instead of being grateful, he felt like it was somewhat lacking.

Compared to what he received from the interface, what a couple of days of cultivation could possibly do?

Embarrassed by his own audaciousness, Me Feng swallowed his words and decided to keep the rest of the treasures. They required a certain moment to be used.

"According to the Sect Leader, the spiritual coneflowers could speed up the process of Qi Condensation phase, while the hundred-old ginseng could provide support when one reached the Foundation Building phase, which was the 10th Stage of the Qi Refinement realm."

The hundred-old ginseng would keep a cultivator at their peak state, whether it was in vigor or focus. Naturally, those who consume it have a natural advantage compared to those who don't.

Foundation Building required a lot of focus. To draw the picture of the foundation palace out of qi without any additives to increase concentration and stamina would be very difficult. And unlike mortals, cultivators held a natural resistance towards caffeine, thus a simple cup of tea would not work.

It would also cause impurity even if there was a mortal type of tea capable of keeping them awake, causing several problems in their future cultivation. So a hundred-old ginseng's worth could be imagined.

Me Feng studied the treasures for a while. He mainly focused on mortal treasures. One must know their capabilities and must not overestimate oneself.

The only yellow treasure he deemed useful for his realm was the Foundation Pill, a pill that could increase the chance of breaking through the Foundation Establishment realm by over 70%.

Me Feng cupped his chin, maybe he can sell it?

It's not that he overestimated himself, but with his unmatched foundation, along with his Low Seventh Grade spiritual root, it wasn't that big of a hurdle to break through to the Foundation Establishment realm, according to his speculation.

...Or maybe not. Just in case if he was actually sh*tier than he thought he was.

"I'll think about it."

After arranging everything, Me Feng put the rest of the treasures back into his pouch, leaving the worn-out book and the Qi Attractor Pill outside. The pills were useful enough, so Me Feng forced himself to put away his foolish contempt.

He eyed the dusty book, puzzled. Why did she send me this?

Me Feng tried to touch the book, and he was shocked when a prompt actually appeared.

| You have received the Sovereign Scripture of the Everlasting Trance (Incomplete). Would you like to learn it for 50,000 Karma?

"Damn!"

That gorgeous Sect Leader actually gave him a Sovereign Scripture! Me Feng was completely and utterly speechless. Sect Leader, if you kept giving me favors like this, how am I supposed to pay you back in the future?

And to think she would simply state it as 'something I came across' in the letter.

"Wait, maybe she actually hadn't learned it yet?"

Me Feng was doubtful. Yu Minhe was the most talented genius in the Qian Prefecture, and with her unique, starry eyes that could make him confess, the possibility of her being unable to learn this scripture was slim. Even the interface acknowledged her as a Villainess who had enough fate to change the world!

...Until he opened up the worn-out book.

"What the f*ck?"

Me Feng straight up cursed the book, giving it a fat, big middle finger. How could he not be mad? The whole book was empty! There wasn't even a single word that could serve as a foothold.

"What sort of f*cked up old bastard or bitch who wrote this piece of trash? Even if you did want to make it hard for people to inherit your legacy, you could at least leave a damn clue."

It was incomplete, nonetheless! What a disgrace of an inheritance! Me Feng did not hesitate to stomp it under his feet, being as disrespectful as he could to this scripture.

If not for the interface and a huge amount of karma, it would've not been possible to know this sh*t at all! Me Feng was somewhat furious.

"Damn book, damn the creator, damn the sh*tty legacy. Whoever made this sh*t, you better pat your backside and be prepared, because I'll definitely stomp it for you!"

Me Feng was furious because he felt like it was mocking whoever found it. It was clearly a Sovereign Scripture, yet you can't even find a single clue. And even if you did, behold, it's f***** incomplete.

He somewhat admired Yu Minhe now, because of her willingness to part with this inheritance and her generosity, along with her lack of arrogance and contempt towards him. So for her to miss out on this golden opportunity just because of some pettiness a thing six feet underneath had left behind, his rage was ignited.

It took a while before he could vent out all his rage. After he calmed down, Me Feng felt a little bit embarrassed. To think he acted like a cranky little sh*t just because of some book.

How embarrassing...

| A Villainess has been detected!

| The Divine Palace's Dream Pavillion's Ancestor, Su Mengli, formed a grudge towards you!

| You have unclaimed boons! Do you want to claim them?

"What?"

Who? Why? And how?

"Hoh, so you're the little sh*t who has been 'questioning' my method of searching for an inheritor. Come on, say it again, you little brat! I want to see if you dare to say such an audacious phrase in my presence!"

He froze. A voice!

Me Feng hastily turned around, where he found an ethereal form of an otherworldly woman. She wore a lavish, intricate white robe, garmented with the color of gold and blue.

Her silver hair was tied in a bun, showcasing her lean nape. Her glistening, amethyst eyes are sharp and mystifying, drawing someone who gazed at them in.

Me Feng was confused, lost, shocked, everything that could express his lack of understanding of what was currently happening.

"What did you say to me again? An old bitch? Or was it a thing six feet underneath?!"

"How about blemishing that holy scripture? Why don't you continue?"

"Didn't you say you wanted to stomp my backside?!"

Listening to her words that were full of fury and sarcasm, Me Feng knew he would have one hell of a time for the next few hours. Perhaps for the next few days.

Perhaps for the next few months...

...For the next few years.

"I'm f*cked."

Me and my big, fat mouth!!!