My Cultivation System

Except for his bloodshot eyes, his entire body was completely wrapped in the black coloured robes which were dusty and had torn at multiple places.

Anyone who sees him definitely thinks that he was some kind of old beggar or a cultivator that had gone mad while cultivating.

"Since I have completed the mission given by the steward, I can start searching for my son's killer,"

With that thought in his mind, the cultivator in the torn black robes once again snapped his fingers.

'Swoosh'

As soon as he snapped his fingers, a bright light covered his body for a moment before it started disappearing.

'In this form, except for the outer sect leader and some other guardians of the outer sect, no one will find out my true form. Even the sect leader has to keenly observe to find out about my true form...Haha,'

That's right!

After the bright light that covered his entire body a moment ago disappeared, his body's appearance had changed from an old beggar to a young outer sect disciple.

'Tap' 'Tap'

Soon, he started walking towards the exit of his cultivation abode with light steps despite having a huge body.

"Nice appearance you took to venture in the outer sect,"

Just when he was about to leave the abandoned cultivation abode, he heard a familiar voice that made him halt in his steps and unconsciously his brows raised.

"Don't turn back,"

Just when the cultivator named Curator was about to turn his head towards the owner of the voice, he was ordered not to turn back.

"Say it, Steward. What do you want with me? Haven't I already completed the mission you have given me?"

The Curator hurriedly stopped his head from turning back and asked while facing his head at the exit of the cultivation abode.

"Where are you going, Curator?"

However, the cultivator named Steward didn't answer the Curator's question; instead, he asked another question.

"Didn't you already say it is a nice appearance to venture in the outer sect? I am doing that,"

Even though the Curator was very fearful of this Steward, whom he had never seen his face and the organization behind him, he asked with while suppressing all his emotions.

"Haha,"

As for the reply, the steward started laughing for a few moments before he started talking, "Didn't I say I will help you with your son's killer?"

"Then help me,"

The Curator maintained the same stance as he requested for the help because he knew how powerful and informed the so-called Steward was. So, even though he didn't like him, he asked for his help.

"Good,"

The steward replied in a serious tone as he continued, "Take this stone. The moment you are around your son's killer, it will shine."

After finishing his words, the small stone was thrown towards the Curator, who immediately turned towards the Stewards to catch it.

"Shit. This time also I missed seeing his original face again,"

Even though the Curator caught the stone, he was disappointed because he was unable to see Steward's face.

That's right! 

A few years back, the Curator was approached by this Steward and gave him this abandoned cultivation abode in the outer sect. Moreover, he even took his son as his disciple and promised him to make an immortal cultivator.

However, the Curator had never seen Steward's face. But he knew one thing for sure. This so-called Steward had a good position in the outer sect and there was even some kind of powerful organisation that had connections in the inner sect.

So, he never fought back and just followed Steward's orders.

"Whoever you are, I am coming for you,"

Soon, the Curator in the appearance of the 18-year old outer sect disciple's appearance left the abandoned cultivation abode for the first time in the last few years.

....

 In the beast mountain,

"Idiots, did you find the baby fire monkey?"

The owner of the beast mountain, the old man with a white beard shouted at his two disciples who were lazily sleeping under one of the trees.

"Master,"

As soon as they heard their master's loud shouts, both the middle-aged man stood up from their sleep and hurriedly rushed towards the old man.

"Yes, I am your master. Now, did you complete the simple task I have given you 10 days ago?"

The old man had a very angry look on his face because, from the facial expressions on their disciples' faces, he could guess that they didn't find the baby fire monkey.

Actually, from the information their disciples had given after searching the entire working disciples' courtyard, the old man took a walk towards the working disciples' courtyard and met with the Elder Eagor.

Even though the Elder Eagor knew about the baby fire monkey, he intentionally acted as though he didn't know; however, after the old man from the beast mountain paid some good resources to him, the Elder Eagor gave some information regarding the baby fire monkey.

'Damn that fool. He took such valuable resources and only said that the baby fire monkey is in the outer sect,' 

Elder Eagor played nicely with the old man as he only gave half information before entering into the cultivation seclusion making the old man helpless.

"Master, we searched the entire outer sect for the past 10 days and there is no sign of the baby fire monkey,"

"Yes, master. Maybe that old monster, Elder Eagor fooled you once again just like he did in the past,"

Both the middle-aged cultivators replied to the old man's question and one of them even said his master was fooled by the Elder Eagor.

"What did you say?"

When he heard the second middle-aged cultivator's words, the old man released his high-cultivation aura that made both the middle-aged cultivators suffocate and they fell to the ground while catching their breath.

"If he really fooled me, do you think, I won't kill him this time? He is not even in the outer sect anymore,"

The old man disappeared from his place as soon as he finished his words.