Sweaty, scratched up, and covered in bits of leaves and fur, he tied up his prizes and headed back to the sect.
He might have looked like a mess, but Han Yu couldn't stop grinning.
This was his victory.
Hard-earned. Honest.
Not handed to him by pills or luck.
At the mission hall, Han Yu dropped the three stunned rabbits onto the submission desk.
The sleepy-looking attendant from earlier jolted awake and hurried to complete the paperwork.
"Good job, Brother Han! You even managed to keep them alive. Here's your contribution points," he said, handing over his idenity token with Han Yu's updated balance.
Han Yu checked it.
20 points!
It wasn't much — Outer Sect techniques and resources could cost hundreds, even thousands — but it was a start.
More importantly, it was his first official contribution to the sect.
He was no longer just a broom-wielding joke of a servant.
He was a cultivator of Twin Leaf Peak.
Han Yu walked back to his courtyard, exhausted but proud.
