Chapter 99: Royal Jelly

Long-term Mission: Frostjade Royal Jelly Collection

Mission Rank: C-rank Lower Stage (Recommended for early-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators)

Mission Issued By: Alchemy Hall

Mission Description: “The sect’s recent refinement of a third-tier low-grade Treasure Pill 【Three Frostjade Dew】 and a second-tier high-grade Spiritual Pill 【Ice Dew Pill】 requires a large quantity of royal jelly.

Frostjade Bees inhabit the depths of Qingshuang Valley, north of Bójí Island in the Mirror Moon Sea. Cultivators who accept this mission must venture into the Frostjade Bee hive to collect the jelly.

Note: Frostjade Bees gather in swarms. Their stingers carry Frostjade Cold Poison, capable of freezing a cultivator’s meridians and spiritual power.”

Mission Reward: 800 Contribution Points / per 2 jin of royal jelly

Excess Reward: For every additional jin of royal jelly, an extra 300 Contribution Points will be awarded.

‘This mission isn’t bad.’ Chen Beiwu thought to himself.

From the description, this C-rank lower-stage mission was quite dangerous, capable of threatening even early-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators.

The Frostjade Queen Bee was a second-tier beast, with cultivation equivalent to a Foundation Establishment cultivator. If it commanded the swarm in battle, it could even besiege and kill a mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator.

But to Chen Beiwu, this mission was as simple as could be.

Unlike the Southern Wastes, which emphasized nurturing beasts in their natural environments, the Immortal Alliance excelled in the Dao of Beast Taming.

Put simply, cultivators of the Southern Wastes preferred to locate spiritual grounds suitable for Frostjade Queens and let the bee colonies grow freely, thereby producing higher-quality royal jelly.

Immortal Alliance cultivators, however, would usually tame Frostjade Queens through contracts, raising the bee colonies under control, and obtaining a steady supply of royal jelly without the need for dangerous collection.

Neither approach was superior—it was simply a matter of method.

After all, the former required only sowing seeds and waiting for harvest, while the latter demanded effort and energy from cultivators to raise the bees.

‘One jin of royal jelly only costs around 200 Spirit Yuan on the Immortal Alliance Official Website. The profit margin here is huge.’ Chen Beiwu calculated silently.

The sect’s Contribution Points and low-grade Spirit Stones were exchanged at a ratio of one-to-one.

However, Contribution Points could be converted into Spirit Stones, while Spirit Stones could not be converted back into Contribution Points.

After all, Contribution Points were a monetary system devised by the Mirror Moon Sect to harvest resources from its subordinate sects and disciples.

Their function was similar to Spirit Yuan in the Immortal Alliance, except the Mirror Moon Sect was stricter, forbidding disciples from trading Contribution Points privately.

Some Mirror Moon Sect Outer Disciples, desperate to accumulate enough Contribution Points to exchange for a Foundation Establishment Pill, were willing to purchase them at ratios as high as three-to-one. But very few were willing to risk selling.

Yet he only needed to spend 400 Spirit Yuan on the Immortal Alliance Official Website to buy 2 jin of royal jelly, hand it in to the sect, and receive 800 Contribution Points. That was the advantage of holding access to two realms.

With that thought, Chen Beiwu headed straight for the Mission Hall counter without hesitation and produced his identity jade slip.

“Senior Sister, I’d like to accept the royal jelly collection mission.”

Upon hearing this, the female cultivator dressed in a flowing moon-white wide-sleeved gown, her black hair tied high into a tall bun, looked up at him in surprise.

“Junior Brother, are you sure you want to take this C-rank mission?” Ma Dongmei asked.

This C-rank lower-stage mission had been posted in the Mission Hall for over a month.

But since the risks of collecting royal jelly were too high, and the sect’s reward insufficient, very few Foundation Establishment cultivators were willing to take it.

“Yes.” Chen Beiwu nodded firmly.

“But this is a mission meant for Foundation Establishment cultivators.” Ma Dongmei reminded tactfully.

Truly a calf unafraid of tigers!

From her observation, this Junior Brother had yet to reach Foundation Establishment. Accepting such a mission was no different from seeking death.

“This mission is only a recommendation. It does not restrict cultivation.” Chen Beiwu replied calmly.

Ma Dongmei shook her head, saying no more.

Good advice could not save one destined to die.

If this Junior Brother insisted on taking the risk, no one else could be blamed for his death.

‘What a pity for a life so young!’ Ma Dongmei sighed inwardly—then noticed something unusual about the jade slip.

Golden-patterned Jade Pendant!

This was the mark of a candidate for the sect’s sequence.

Ma Dongmei couldn’t help but study Chen Beiwu more closely.

“Senior Sister, is something wrong?” Chen Beiwu frowned.

Other disciples usually completed mission registration with just a few words. Why was his taking so long?

“No, the mission has already been accepted.” Ma Dongmei returned the jade slip, still marveling inwardly.

When had the sect gained another candidate in the sequence?

And he even called her ‘Senior Sister,’ nearly making her mistake herself into embarrassment.

Retrieving his jade slip, Chen Beiwu turned and left.

……

Mirror Moon Sea, Bójí Island Ferry Dock.

Chen Beiwu invoked Wind Control, leaping in a flash onto the sandy shore.

The sect’s sea-boats were fast indeed, but their fares were not cheap—just half an hour’s journey cost ten low-grade Spirit Stones.

No wonder most Outer Disciples only accepted nearby missions within the sect grounds.

Otherwise, the round-trip travel expense alone would leave their pockets empty.

Thinking this, Chen Beiwu lifted his gaze toward the towering mountains in the distance.

As one of the Mirror Moon Sect’s seventy-two islands under its six lineages, Bójí Island lay north of the main island, with terrain rising high in the east and west, while the north and south sides rose steeply.

In the island’s southern depths lay a fourth-tier spiritual vein, forming a natural spirit-gathering lake named Bójí Lake.

Bójí Lake was the sect’s core ground for raising Treasure Fish, heavily guarded. Without a Golden Core decree, sect disciples were forbidden entry.

Fortunately, his mission was in Qingshuang Valley, far from Bójí Lake. The valley only contained a third-tier ice-type spiritual vein, so entry was much less strict, requiring only proof of mission.

After spending most of the day reaching Qingshuang Valley, Chen Beiwu deliberately showed his face before a few fellow disciples he encountered nearby, then casually chose a spot and activated the Gate of Ten Directions of Chaos to return to the Immortal Alliance.

……

After resting for a night—

Chen Beiwu put on a Concealment Spirit Artifact to suppress his cultivation at the Eighth Level of Qi Refining, then pushed open the door of his Cultivation Room and walked downstairs.

He had no choice. His cultivation progress was too frightening. In just two months, he had advanced from the Eighth Level of Qi Refining to the Ninth.

Such an unbelievable pace would be difficult to explain to his parents.

After all, last time he broke through to the Eighth Level of Qi Refining, his father had thought he had been reckless and consumed a Transient Breath Pill.

His best option now was to delay for a month or two before revealing his true cultivation.

After all, even before he had access to cultivation resources, Chen Beiwu’s speed had far surpassed his peers.

Now that he earned abundant Spirit Yuan through his livestream sales, and never lacked Spirit Stones to purchase resources, it was reasonable for him to reach the Ninth Level of Qi Refining in just four or five months.

Hearing movement, Huang Xiaoling hurried over and asked, “Beiwu, do you want something to eat?”

Her son had cultivated for many years, but this was the first time he had secluded himself for so long.

If not for fear of disturbing his cultivation, she would have long since been unable to restrain her worry.

“Yes, it’s been so long since I ate your cooking, Mom.” Chen Beiwu smiled warmly.

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