I Possessed a Cultivator Destined to Die at the Hands of the Protagonist - Chapter 16

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16.
Technically, inner disciples were expected to become self-sufficient from the moment they joined, but Eun Hui-gyeom and I had been granted special permission to remain at Bikyun Pavilion as Baek Un-jin’s disciples.
At times like this, I found myself grateful for having become Baek Un-jin’s disciple.
Eun Hui-gyeom and I made our way to Seowun Pavilion, where Baek Un-jin would be.
“We pay our respects, Master.”
“Good. How is your body faring?”
“Thanks to your care, I’m doing well.”
“Hui-gyeom has been quite worried about you. Don’t push yourself so hard next time.”
“Ugh…”
Eun Hui-gyeom, embarrassed, covered his face with his hand and turned away.
How adorable.
I smiled softly, taking in the sight of Eun Hui-gyeom and Baek Un-jin together.
Had I followed the original story, the two of them would likely never have spent time together after the Seonmun Tournament.
‘Perhaps this possession isn’t entirely unfortunate.’
After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Eun Hui-gyeom and I received direct instruction in cultivation techniques from Baek Un-jin.
Three years passed in this manner.
Baek Un-jin never allowed us to leave Bikyun Pavilion.
It was only relatively recently that I truly felt what it meant to be an inner disciple.
“Wow, is this a Second-Rank Disciple Badge?”
I fastened the nameplate to my chest—a pristine white cloud emblazoned across the Chingwoo Immortal Sect’s azure robes.
The character for “Second” was inscribed in classical script upon the badge.
“Yes. And on the back is the Contribution Points system. You earn points by undertaking missions, running errands for the sect elders, or bringing honor to the Chingwoo Immortal Sect.”
As Contribution Points accumulated, one’s rank would advance.
With each rank increase came greater support from the sect and the opportunity to seek instruction from higher-ranking cultivators.
Baek Un-jin mentioned he would be away for an extended period due to a mission.
During his absence, we were given an assignment.
‘You have five years. Accumulate thirty thousand points.’
Eun Hui-gyeom and I headed to the Mission Hall to accept tasks.
As befitted a major sect of the Jeongmun Paldae, the Chingwoo Immortal Sect received countless requests for aid and commissions.
Some were trivial sect errands, while others were legitimate assignments—such as exterminating demons.
Of course, not every mission could be undertaken indiscriminately.
The difficulty of each mission determined which badge ranks were permitted to accept it.
“Wow, there are so many. I’m not sure where to start.”
“Right? Since this is our first time, why don’t we aim for something simple rather than being too ambitious?”
“What would count as simple?”
“Hmm, something easy like finding a missing person?”
Eun Hui-gyeom glanced around before tearing a sheet of paper from the wall.
“How about this one?”
[Commission]
– Please find my older brother, who disappeared several years ago.
– Reward: 500 Contribution Points
– Requester: Mudan Sect Third Generation Disciple.
– Available from First-Class Disciple rank and above.
“Right! Starting with something like that…. Huh?”
What did I just misread?
I snatched the paper from Eun Hui-gyeom’s hand.
‘The Mudan Sect?’
The Mudan Sect from the Nine Sects One Alliance Five Great Families that I knew of?
Between monasteries and martial artists, there existed an unspoken rule called the Mutual Non-Interference Pact.
It meant that monasteries and the martial world did not transgress against each other—they acknowledged each other’s existence but pretended not to know.
Given that monasteries lived for tens or hundreds of years longer than martial artists, it was rare for them to reveal their identities to the martial artists who comprised the majority.
This meant that few among martial artists even knew of the monasteries’ existence.
‘But how did a Third Generation Disciple of the Mudan Sect find out about Chingwoo Immortal Sect and submit a request?’
The more I looked at it, the stranger this request became.
“Why do you ask?”
“Oh, nothing. Well. Should we take this one?”
“Sure. But Sister, after that….”
Eun Hui-gyeom pointed, and I turned to look behind me.
Standing there was Kang Jin-heon, whom I hadn’t seen in a long time.
“Oh, it’s been a while.”
“Are you going to take that mission?”
“What about it?”
“I’m coming with you.”
“But this only gives 500 Contribution Points—are you sure?”
“I know someone in the Mudan Sect.”

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