My Cultivation System

Henrick became a little excited when he heard about the mission hall in the outer sect because the system gave him a regular mission to complete any mission from the mission hall.

'...'

However, hearing his master's latest words, Henrick felt that his master would make things difficult for him and became speechless for a moment.

'For a future immortal, I have to adapt to any kind of situation and have to complete any hardest mission,'

Nevertheless, he swore to complete any kind of mission his master was going to give him.

"Don't look surprised. As the disciple of the sect leader, you have to work harder than other disciples. You think you can enjoy the benefits of being the sect leader disciple that easily? In your dreams,"

At the moment, the sect leader Gamos looked cruel; however, what he was doing right now was only for the sake of Henrick.

"I am not the one to run away when I see a little trouble, master. I will work harder even without your missions,"

As for Henrick, he was telling the truth because there was only one thought in his mind and that was to become an immortal cultivator and fulfil the promise he made to his mother.

For that, he would go to any lengths and would complete any mission that his master gives him.

"Good,"

Looking at the determined eyes of his disciple, the sect leader Gamos was fully satisfied and decided to go all-out in giving some missions to his disciple.

"Okay then. Every normal outer sect disciple that enters the muscle strengthening realm had to pick a random mission from the section that was specially allotted to them in the mission hall,"

Soon, the sect leader started explaining the details of the tradition of an outer sect disciple that reached the muscle strengthening realm and Henrick was clearly listening to him with a serious look on his face.

"So, I have to complete three missions from the mission hall?"

Henrick stopped walking and interrupted the sect leader as he guessed what his master's next words were.

"No, absolutely not three,"

However, the sect leader Gamos shook his head as he also stopped walking and looked at the two blood moons in the sky.

'Phew'

Hearing those words, Henrick heaved a sigh of relief and thought, "Maybe, I have to do two missions."

Even though Henrick didn't hesitate to do more missions, it would take more time for him to cultivate his cultivation realm and it would lag his cultivation behind others.

Currently, he had to temper his entire body for 27 times with his pure internal fire energy and it was not even able to complete one round. So, if he took more missions form the so-called mission hall, then it would be a hassle for him to properly cultivate.

"Not three. You have to finish 10 missions. Don't worry I will personally select 8 missions for myself and as for the remaining two missions, you can go with your senior brother Nick and pick them from the mission hall."

However, the sect leader Gamos' next words gave him quite a shock that made him nearly fall to the ground.

"10 missions? 8 missions will be selected by you? And I can select 2 missions by myself? I wonder, why master gave me such a good offer to select the two missions for myself and why don't master select all the 10 missions?"

Henrick suppressed his shock and respectfully replied to his master.

"Stop acting respectfully when you are not sincerely respectful. You go with your senior brother Nick and complete the two missions as a team. In the meanwhile, I will prepare some good missions for you,"

With a glance, the sect leader Gamos could say that his disciple was only acting respectfully. So, he asked him to stop doing that and gave his instructions to his disciple.

"Anyway, it's late. Go back to your cultivation abode and sleep. Tomorrow you have a lot of things to do,"

Henrick's master didn't wait for his reply and finished what he wanted to say before flying into the sky.

"Okay master,"

As for Henrick, he helplessly shook his head at his masters' words.

"I wonder when I will fly like that n the sky,"

However, his helplessness disappeared when he saw his master flying in the sky and he was even more motivated to cultivate.

"I will complete all the missions and I will make him understand that I can complete any kind of missions,"

Clenching his fists, Henrick returned back to his cultivation abode with the baby fire monkey on his shoulder.

...….

Inside an abandoned cultivation abode,

"Phew...finally, I finished the task of making these evil talismans,"

The cultivation abode was filled with darkness and amidst the darkness, a pair of blood-red eyes appeared all of a sudden. After that, words resounded in that cultivation abode.

He was none other than the father of the demonic cultivator that was killed by Saer. He was given a mission of creating some talismans by someone called Steward.

Amidst the mission, his son was killed by someone; however, he was ordered by the Steward to complete the mission and he also said they would take revenge for his son.

So, as soon as he finished that task, he immediately wanted to start his search for finding his son.

"I will avenge my son's death by myself. I don't want anyone's help,"

'Snap'

Just as he finished his words, he snapped his fingers and an orange coloured flame appeared in the abandoned cultivation abode that lit the entire abode.

Inside the cultivation abode, there were only a few things like a stone bed, damaged tiles on the floor and more than 50 percent of the abode was filled with dust and spider cobwebs as though the cultivation abode was not in use for many years.

"Let's see who will stop me?"

There was someone on the stone bed who was wrapped in black robes from top to bottom except for his face as he muttered in a vengeful voice before standing up from the stone bed.