Everyone nodded.
Their gazes all turned towards the summit of Yunlan Mountain, then they simultaneously stepped onto the first stair burning with flas.
Qin Shan took the first step.
He climbed over a hundred steps in one go, but suddenly, he stopped moving entirely. Following that, unexpected tears flowed down his face, crystal clear, streaming uncontrollably from his eyes.
After a while, he burst into laughter!
...
Wen Ping didn’t stay on; instead, he turned around and climbed the Thousand Layers, returning to the summit of Yunlan Mountain. Wen Ping had opened the Thousand Layers, actually treating it as a benefit, a real benefit.
At the sa ti, he wanted the whole Immortal Sect to be filled with Anomalous Veins!
According to the system, Immortal Sect should be a Super Sect, with a group of Anomalous Profound disciples. Only then could it be considered a Super Sect. Such disciples, when taken out, could face and gain prestige for the Immortal Sect.
More importantly, the trial of the Thousand Layers was just left to rot, while the tree planting action was short of money.
After climbing the mountain, Wen Ping handed the remaining seeds to Chimu and bought so more.
Just as he spent almost all the gold coins in his pocket, the system’s voice ca unexpectedly.
"Task released!"
Still those four pleasing words.
[Second stop on the journey, Extre Border Grassland — The world is vast, and talented people erge, but talents won’t just co knocking on your door. Therefore, the host should go out and experience the vast skies. For this journey, you can bring two sect mbers, lasting twenty days.]
[Mission target: Recruit a One-Star Vortex Divine Artisan into the Immortal Sect.]
[Reward: Unlock any construction area, one Hellfire Anomaly Vein evolution opportunity.]
"Here it cos!"
Every ti a mission arises, Wen Ping is extrely happy.
After glancing at the reward, Wen Ping promptly asked, "System, what about the evolution opportunity for Hellfire?"
The system responded, "At the current stage, the flas the host can release are rely the simplest Hellfire, not very hot, you could even say there’s no temperature, they just have the effect of burning the soul."
Not very hot?
No temperature?
The current Hellfire can instantly turn a Purity Body into ashes. If this is what’s ant by no temperature, he truly has nothing to say.
But considering the different perspectives between two people viewing the world, Wen Ping accepted the notion of Hellfire being high-temperature.
The system also explained, "In hell, flas are graded from low to high; higher level Hellfire can burn everything, possessing even more extraordinary effects."
"Understood."
Overall, the reward for this mission is generous.
The current Hellfire Spirit Body can already be burnt to ashes, so higher level flas must certainly be powerful.
Imdiately, Wen Ping focused his gaze on the mission target, a glance that speaks volus after a look. This ti, feeling a sense of difficulty, especially since the journey period has doubled.
All feelings stem from having to simultaneously recruit a One-Star Vortex Divine Artisan during the journey!
Vortex Divine Artisan, quite a na indeed. Simply put, it’s soone who crafts Vortex Maps. But because creating Vortex Maps is exceptionally challenging, everyone turns them into Divine Artisans.
Blacksmiths forge weapons, while Divine Artisans forge Vortex Maps!
Though he’s never t a Vortex Divine Artisan, he knows of their status, being individuals highly sought after even by Three-star Influences. He hasn’t heard of any Vortex Divine Artisans joining Two-star powers until now.
Even the lowest level One-Star Vortex Divine Artisan is the sa!
But Wen Ping isn’t afraid.
"System, if the mission fails, is the punishnt still the sa as before, taking away one level of a special building?"
The system responded, "Yes."
Feeling assured, Wen Ping returned to the Immortal Sect and continued cultivation, gathering everyone together by dusk.
However, Qin Shan and others coming out from the Thousand Layers wore strange expressions, appearing sowhat downcast. Nobody spoke; everyone simply sat silently, staring into space.
Yang Lele couldn’t help but nudge Zhao Qing beside her, asking, "Zhao Qing, what’s wrong with Elder Yun and the others?"
"I don’t know, they arrived here expressionless, the first ti seeing him like this. And Miao Yin, it’s the first ti seeing Yun Elder without affectionate looks." Zhao Qing responded.
Yang Lele glanced at Yun Liao and the currently indifferent-looking Miao Yin, chuckling softly, "How do you know Miao Yin always looks affectionately at Elder Yun?"
Zhao Qing couldn’t resist rolling her eyes at Yang Lele, "Do you think everyone is as foolish as you?"
"I... what did I do?"
Yang Lele replied with a bitter smile.
At this mont, Wen Ping stepped forward, having overheard Yang Lele’s conversation, he explained, "Because of the Thousand Layers trial, they experienced the seven emotions and six desires which others might endure for a lifeti. In those brief two hours, they were like pancakes being flipped and grilled repeatedly. Without strong ntal resilience, of course, they ended up like this."
After speaking, Wen Ping glanced at everyone a few more tis.
In comparison, Yu Mo appeared better, being a loner who’s encountered many things, seeing and hearing a lot, he seed the most composed. But the others, baptized by fantasy, were now all befuddled.
Yang Lele hesitantly asked, "Aren’t Elder Qin and the others strong enough?"
Yu Mo took over the conversation, explaining, "Lele, sotis being physically strong doesn’t an one’s heart is strong. But to beco a true powerhouse, having a strong heart is essential. The trial’s results are beautiful; this process just happened to teach us a lesson. If the heart isn’t strong, no matter how powerful one is, it greatly reduces effectiveness. ntal state can significantly influence a battle!"
Yang Lele nodded, seemingly understanding.
Uttering these words, Yu Mo directed his gaze toward Wen Ping, realizing why Wen Ping maintains a calm deanor when facing anything, never once in panic.
"Alright, everyone look here." Wen Ping didn’t want to hear Yu Mo boasting any longer; he called out to everyone loudly, "Before having dinner, I want to announce sothing. Tonight, I’ll leave Cangwu City for about 20 days. As before, I’m taking two people. Lele, spin the chopsticks."
Yang Lele picked up a chopstick while asking, "Sect Leader, where to this ti?"
"Extre Border Grassland."
"Sect Leader, uh, let’s stop spinning. I volunteer to go. The junior brothers and sisters all need to cultivate, it won’t delay them." Yang Lele promptly responded upon hearing it was a place she hadn’t even heard of.
"No way!"
Zhao Qing snatched the chopstick.
Swush!
With a twist, the chopstick spun on the table.
The first direction pointed — Qin Mo.
The second direction pointed — Yu Mo.
Seeing this scene, Qin Mo couldn’t help but laugh joyfully, "Haha, it’s , it’s !"
The gloomy look was completely swept away.
Wen Ping continued, "After dinner, pack your things, we depart at midnight."
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