The four hundred and ninety-ninth time.
Su Ling'er felt like she had become an empty shell, a walking corpse.
She no longer wondered why the fallen leaves could never be fully swept away, or why the water vats were always empty again.
Her brain seemed to have stopped thinking. She just numbly repeated her previous actions amidst the endless clamor, heading to the next courtyard to do it all over again.
When she dragged her feet into the Transmission Hall for the five hundredth time, the aura of numbness about her made the other disciples who were chatting instinctively give her a wide berth.
Lin Qingfeng stood by a stone pillar inside the hall, staring at the Sect Panel that only players could see.
[Sect Information]
[Sect Contribution (NPC): 500/500,000]
Seeing the number finally climb from 0 to 500, Lin Qingfeng breathed a silent sigh of relief.
'Alright, 500 contribution points have unlocked other daily quests. Little Junior Sister can finally do something else.'
