Proving Immortality Starting with Hextech Runes

Chapter 126 Joining the Dark Pavilion

Upon hearing this, Chen Xu was somewhat surprised and subconsciously asked, "That's it? No need to swear an oath against inner demons?"

The conditions were so lenient that they were completely different from the strict joining requirements he had expected from the mysterious organization.

A very soft sneer came from under the black-robed cultivator's hood, as if mocking Chen Xu's naivety.

He looked at Chen Xu meaningfully and said in a deep voice:

"The Dark Pavilion is an organization that prioritizes pure profit above all else."

The only bond that maintains relationships among members is mutual benefit.

The profits are enormous beyond your imagination, and the price of betrayal is something no one can afford.

You'll understand once you're truly involved.

Those so-called vows and contracts are incredibly fragile in the face of real interests.

Upon hearing this, Chen Xu also felt a surge of curiosity.

What kind of enormous interests could make an organization disregard the constraints of the Oath of the Inner Demon?

Then, led by the black-robed cultivator, Chen Xu arrived at an alchemy room.

The black-robed cultivator raised his hand, and a bead floated out and drifted in front of Chen Xu.

Chen Xu looked at the bead, feeling somewhat puzzled, and asked directly, "What is this?"

The black-robed cultivator explained, "This item is called the Image Retention Bead, a magical artifact specially made by the Dark Pavilion."

"It can record images and sounds. I will use this bead to record your alchemy process and report it to headquarters for verification."

Upon hearing this, Chen Xu's heart stirred slightly.

This item is indeed novel. The magical artifacts of the cultivation world are truly mysterious and unpredictable. My knowledge is still too limited.

"Let's begin." The black-robed cultivator waved his sleeve and presented several prepared medicinal materials to Chen Xu.

"You may choose which type of elixir to refine."

Chen Xu scanned the materials with his divine sense. They were all properly categorized, and there were even many medicinal herbs he had never seen before.

After a moment's thought, he selected the medicinal materials for refining the Profound Origin Gathering Spirit Pill.

Chen Xu took the materials and said no more.

He sat cross-legged in front of the alchemy furnace, drew the earth fire with his palm, and then held his breath and concentrated to begin refining the pills.

This clone, created from the [Pay-to-Win Training Dummy], has zero combat power and cannot cause any real damage to enemies.

However, its cultivation level, spiritual power at the Foundation Establishment stage, and even physical strength are all genuine, making it more than capable of refining pills.

Chen Xu had long been adept at using the Profound Origin Gathering Spirit Pill.

The refining process was incredibly smooth, with each step flowing flawlessly without any errors.

The black-robed cultivator stood quietly to one side, his gaze beneath the hood following Chen Xu's movements closely, a look of surprise flashing in his eyes.

This person is skilled and has a solid foundation; he is far superior to that old geezer, Cui.

About an hour later, the fire in the stove gradually died down.

As the furnace lid was opened, seven beams of shimmering white light shot out from the furnace.

The pills were smooth and round. Each one is as clear and lustrous as jade, and all are of the highest quality.

"Excellent!" the black-robed cultivator exclaimed. "Seven top-grade Profound Origin Gathering Spirit Pills in one batch, all of them are top-grade."

"Your alchemy skills are superb, truly admirable."

He accepted the seven pills and recalled the image-recording pearl.

"Fellow Daoist, please wait a moment. I will report the contents of the image-recording pearl to headquarters, and the results will be available soon."

Chen Xu nodded, then simply sat down and closed his eyes to regulate his breathing.

After waiting for nearly half an hour, the figure of the black-robed cultivator reappeared.

He walked straight up to Chen Xu, a small black token already in his hand.

"Alright, from now on you are a member of the Dark Pavilion."

After saying that, he raised his hand and gestured, and the black token flew out on its own, merging into the black robe that Chen Xu was wearing, which was formed from the invitation.

With a slight thought, Chen Xu immediately sensed something mysterious within the black robe.

At this moment, the black-robed cultivator continued, "This token is now bound to your invitation."

"All the information and rules of the pavilion are contained within; you can explore them on your own after you return."

Upon hearing this, Chen Xu bowed in thanks and prepared to leave.

The black-robed cultivator seemed to remember something and called out to Chen Xu:

"By the way, according to our Dark Pavilion's rules, members are all addressed by code names."

"What code name are you going to use? I'll write it down in advance."

After a moment's thought, Chen Xu said calmly, "Let's call him Ping An..."

"Still don't know how to address a friend?"

The black-robed cultivator did not directly reveal his code name, but only offered a hint:

"You only need to use your divine sense to investigate, and you will know."

Upon hearing this, Chen Xu's heart stirred slightly, and he followed the instructions to probe the other party with his divine sense.

The next moment, two characters formed from a faint light appeared clearly above the black-robed cultivator's head.

"Jackal..." Chen Xu understood immediately, cupped his hands and said, "So you are Fellow Daoist Jackal. If there is nothing else, I will take my leave."

"Please proceed, fellow Daoist." The jackal's voice was devoid of emotion.

"With the token in hand, you can explore its mysteries on your own. If it's something important, I will notify you through the token."

Chen Xu nodded slightly, said no more, and turned to leave the Dark Pavilion Chamber of Commerce.

Upon returning to his cave, Chen Xu immediately activated the protective barrier.

With a slight thought, the black robe and mask on his body instantly condensed into a palm-sized black token.

The token felt cool to the touch and had a peculiar material.

Its front is engraved with a sharply defined pavilion pattern, exuding a sense of mystery.

"The original Dark Pavilion invitation has actually merged with this token..."

Chen Xu focused his attention on the token. He first tried to inject spiritual power into it, but there was no response.

He could only spare a wisp of his divine sense to probe into it.

The moment Chen Xu's divine sense touched the token, the scene before him suddenly blurred.

Once my vision cleared again, I found my consciousness coalescing in a dimly lit space.

Suddenly, a deep voice echoed in the space: "Code name..."

As the voice faded, a spark of light suddenly shone in the void before Chen Xu, quickly transforming into a writing brush.

Without hesitation, Chen Xu reached out, grasped the pen, and wrote the two characters "Peace" in the air.

With the final stroke, the two characters "平安" (Peace) flashed with silver light, then seemed to be branded into the dim space and disappeared.

At the same time, the writing brush transformed into a black token and fell into Chen Xu's hands.

The dim space brightened up a bit, revealing two buildings with very different styles.

The one on the left is shaped like an ancient pagoda, with flying eaves and brackets, and has a total of seven stories.

A plaque hangs above the main entrance, bearing the three characters "Zangjingge" (Scripture Repository).

The one on the right has a square layout, resembling a mission hall.

Chen Xu looked at the black token in his hand. The front of the token was engraved with Chen Xu's code name, while the back recorded:

Contribution Points: 0

Chen Xu's gaze was first drawn to the Mission Hall.

He walked over quickly and saw that the mission hall was divided into several areas.

However, Chen Xu could only see the mission area of ​​Nanjiang.

The other areas were shrouded in a distorted halo, clearly obscured by some kind of restriction.

"Access restrictions, huh..." Chen Xu understood, his gaze falling on the task list in the Nanjiang region.

This includes the alchemist's [long-term mission]:

One batch of second-tier pills will be refined each month, with no limit on the type, and the materials will be provided by the organization.

You will receive 100 contribution points upon completion...