Chapter 1812: Chapter 1811: No One Thinks He’s Worthy
In the grand hall, a group of disciples crowded around to watch the commotion, pointing at Long Fei and secretly thinking this kid was overestimating himself.
A Nascent Soul Realm novice, probably ca in through the back door, yet wants to challenge a Five-Star Mission.
Ignoring them, Long Fei calmly requested, “Senior Sister, let give it a try. I’ll bear the consequences myself. If this doesn’t work, I’ll take a Six-Star Mission instead.”
The senior sister assigning tasks saw his persistence and no longer opposed him, concerned this reckless youth might indeed attempt a Six-Star Mission.
A Five-Star Mission is already a deadly risk for newcors, and a Six-Star Mission is surely a death sentence.
She grabbed the task sheet, had Long Fei write his na and press his fingerprint, then handed the task token to Long Fei.
She glanced at Long Fei’s signature and asked in surprise, “Are you a disciple of the Jiang Family?”
Long Fei nodded.
The pretty senior sister exclaid imdiately, “I’m Jiang Yueran, also part of the Jiang family.”
She regretted a bit, secretly thinking she had just set up her clansman.
Long Fei chuckled lightly, “As your na suggests, Senior Sister, your na is lovely and you’re beautiful.”
“You cheeky fellow, dare to flirt with your Senior Sister?”
Jiang Yueran blushed and admonished him, “I won’t persuade you anymore; if you co back alive, I’ll treat you to a al!”
“Better have money ready early!”
Long Fei left with a smile holding the task token, his spirits soaring, showing not a hint of nervousness.
Jiang Yueran stared blankly at him, secretly deciding to research this guy’s background after her shift.
Among her family’s disciples, she didn’t know such a daring newcor had erged?
Just not sure if he’s confident or arrogant!
This Five-Star Mission isn’t complicated; the task sheet has brief information.
In the Mortal Realm, there’s a Poisonous Insect Ridge.
It’s covered with miasma and swamps are everywhere.
Recently, a Poison Dragon appeared, with profound cultivation, having already broken through to the Divinity Transformation Realm.
It gathered a large group of Demon Kings, reigning supre over Poisonous Insect Ridge under the banner of “Supre Dragon Sovereign.”
This banner incensed the higher-ups of Celestial Realms City.
Here they are the sky, how can they stand side by side with a Demon Clan?
Since ancient tis, whoever challenges the Celestial Realms City becos a target on the task list.
Once on the task list, it’s like having one’s na on the book of life and death.
This Poison Dragon is priced high—Five-Star, ten contribution points.
aning, kill it, and you can directly receive a Six-Star belt card.
Its underling Demon Kings only count for one point if they are in the Soul Ascension Stage.
Killing those in the Nascent Soul Realm or below counts for nothing.
However, their at can be brought back and exchanged for Spirit Stones, with a Nascent Soul Realm Demon King’s at fetching over ten thousand Spirit Stones in the food street of Heaven-Piercing Palace.
Long Fei finally understood why Sunx Lang was still a One-Star Disciple.
The advancent standards here are too bizarre; an ordinary Five-Star Disciple must kill Divinity Transformation Realm masters.
How many tasks must be done for the sect to upgrade to a Nine-Star Disciple?
It’s definitely about squeezing disciples’ labor for free, isn’t it?
He muttered this as he exited the main door and, guided by staff, went to the teleportation area behind the grand hall.
Behind the grand hall, there are teleportation altars set up.
Through these altars, one can directly reach the area closest to the task.
After arriving, many disciples who had just queued with him turned to observe.
Everyone was picking the sa task, and unbelievably, there were a thousand disciples in line here.
A group of people frowned at him, thinking this kid was really crazy for accepting the Five-Star Mission.
Up front, a master loudly reminded, “Upon reaching the target area, ensure safety, try to complete the task in groups, never go solo. Unable to kill the Poison Dragon King, killing several Soul Ascension Stage Demon Kings is the sa.”
Having said this, he waved his hand to activate the teleportation altar.
Batches of disciples went in companionship, none inviting Long Fei to join their team.
On site, just in the Spirit Transformation Realm Early Stage alone, there were over a dozen disciples.
They were the main force for this task, everyone gathering around them.
Long Fei’s Nascent Soul Realm cultivation level seed negligible here.
Having him wouldn’t help; instead, it would slow everyone down.
After groups went in, it was Long Fei’s turn.
The master frowned, stopped him, and asked, “Are you alone?”
Long Fei nodded, looked at him, and asked, “Not allowed?”
With a stern face, the master lectured, “Didn’t you hear earlier? This batch of Demon Clan is ferocious; how can you handle it alone?”
He glanced around and pointed at a disciple, “Ye Zhikuan, let him join your team!”
Long Fei turned back and looked, this young man was handso, with a sword-like brow and starry eyes, only possessing so aristocratic arrogance.
He shook his head to refuse, “Master Zhu, with his Nascent Soul Realm cultivation, he’ll only drag us down, I refuse!”
The group behind him all nodded, avoiding Long Fei.
Master Zhu’s face darkened, allowing them to proceed.
He advised Long Fei, “Young disciple, I advise you to abandon this mission. Last ti, a thousand disciples went and only over a hundred returned. Even a disciple of the Divinity Transformation Realm had their physical body destroyed, so why make trouble with your Nascent Soul Realm cultivation?”
Long Fei looked at him, not angry.
The teachers here care responsibly for students.
He found an excuse and said, “Master Zhu, I’m just checking things out, won’t risk my own life. Rest assured, I’ll rely hunt so demonic beasts to earn pocket money.”
“You young ones, never know the imnsity of heaven and earth.”
Seeing his persistence, Master Zhu shook his head and sighed, stopped persuading him, and waved for him to proceed.
He enters the teleportation array, igniting his Soul Lamp as he departs.
The Soul Lamp extinguishing signifies the death of that disciple.
The array shines, and a group of disciples are enveloped in a rainbow-colored mysterious light, as if entering a cavern.
All around are tangled beams of light particles.
When a sudden bright light cos forth, their bodies plunge downward swiftly due to inertia.
Many disciples end up tumbling onto the ground.
But the one they least expected, Long Fei, stands firmly.
A desolate aura arrives, Long Fei gazes around, finding himself at a derelict teleportation base.
Similar to a relay station in Long Fei’s world, dedicated to receiving these disciples on their quests.
Inside, only about a dozen people maintain the teleportation array, clustered around a small village.
In the village, roughly a thousand n and won are gathered.
They wear simple clothes, natives born and bred here.
Usually hunting, chopping wood, supplying the teleportation altar sustain them.
They built a circular village wall out of green stone, standing over ten ters high.
On the wall stood several sturdy n, holding long spears, standing guard.
This place is over a thousand miles away from Poisonous Insect Ridge.
Looking out completely, the sight is barren mountains and ridges, desolate without any signs of life.
People paired off from within, but Long Fei was the only one to exit the village gate alone.
A crowd of disciples pointed at Long Fei, with ridicule, scorn, spectator amusent, and disdain.
Soone even approached, asking Long Fei to hand over his storage ring, claiming they’d keep it safe, in case Long Fei perished without anyone to report back.
Long Fei ignored him, slipped away quietly.
Being solo, he actually found peace.
Teaming up with others may inevitably reveal one’s identity.
Poisonous Insect Ridge is a mountain ridge standing three thousand ters tall; in this world, a three-thousand-ter mountain isn’t considered high.
The ridge is enormous, lush and green.
Upon nearing, Long Fei gazed at the ridge.
This mountain is distinct from others, where trees are towering over a hundred ters.
Here, plants are short, thorns abound, and the trees all seem darkened; branches are interwoven, sinister and filthy.
The ground is full of black mud.
Covered with fallen leaves, one careless step may lead to being swallowed by the swamp.
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