What Wen Dao Palace? We don't know them-we're the Blood Evil Sect!

Yin Qiyue's voice carried a hint of trepidation. "Yes... the main base of the Wen Dao Palace is now in the Jiuqu Realm of Middle Thousand Provinces."

As she spoke, she carefully raised her head and said urgently:

"Please rest assured Young Master!"

"Although the Wen Dao Palace has moved to Middle Thousand Provinces, Qiyue and the core disciples are still stationed in this realm, and will certainly prioritize the task entrusted to them by the Young Master!"

"You've grown up quite quickly," Qin Wangchuan chuckled, a hint of amusement in his voice.

It's almost impossible for ordinary sects to ascend to immortality, let alone in such a short period of time.

Ultimately, it probably benefits from the hidden Son of Luck.

And there's more than one!

According to his observation.

Yin Qiyue's sect not only has those who have been jilted, those who have lost their cultivation, those who have amnesia, but also those who have cheat codes hidden inside or outside their bodies.

It's practically a Protagonist's headquarters.

It's quite impressive that she can keep so many rebellious people in check.

But it doesn't matter, judging from the current situation, the mission will reach Middle Thousand Provinces sooner or later anyway.

As long as it's all mine, that's fine.

A faint rustling sound of fabric coming from the other end of the Jade Slip seemed to indicate that Yin Qiyue was nervously clenching her sleeves, "It's all thanks to the treasure bestowed upon me by the Young Master..."

"No need for formalities." Qin Wangchuan flicked his sleeve, and three Cyan Jade Pill Bottle appeared out of thin air beside Yin Qiyue. "You have made an indispensable contribution to the Wen Dao Palace's current prosperity. This bottle of Nine-Turn Profound Pill is a token of my appreciation."

"And don't neglect the disciples as well; the other two bottles can be awarded to those who have been loyal and meritorious."

"Yes..." Yin Qiyue nodded in agreement.

She still didn't have the heart to say that she and the others couldn't take the Nine-Turn Pill.

He couldn't even accept the seventh-rank weapon that the Chen Lineage had given him before.

But Qin Wangchuan didn't do it on purpose.

His lowest grade is Nine-Turn Pill; there's nothing lower.

"Prepare for a new mission."

[New Mission: Wield Your Sword to Slay Evil!]

[Having acquired considerable strength, you travel to the Eastern Region and overhear a scandalous incident in Hanyue City: the city lord, relying on his Fourth Realm cultivation, has repeatedly abducted female cultivators from the city, forcing them to become his wives, and even plans to hold a "concubine-taking ceremony" in three days. As a righteous person, you naturally cannot stand idly by.]

[Mission Objective: Rescue the city lord's wife who has been forcibly married.]

[Task Rewards: Simulation Count +1, Origin Source +150.]

"There was no high-risk warning this time, looks like 'I' am learning pretty fast."

Qin Wangchuan nodded and immediately issued the task.

Yin Qiyue then assigned the task to Xiao Yun.

But when Xiao Yun led his group to Hanyue City in the Eastern Region, they were dumbfounded.

Junior Sister Chen Wan tugged at Xiao Yun's sleeve and whispered, "Senior Brother, I just checked around the teahouse, and the situation in Hanyue City... seems a bit different from the intelligence we received."

She handed over a Jade Slip containing her image, her face showing reluctance. "The previous city lord, Li Hanshan, did indeed commit many evils, but he was beheaded in the street three years ago by a mysterious Sword Cultivator. The New City lord has an excellent reputation..."

The junior sister hesitated, then finally mustered the courage to ask, "Should we... still make a move?"

What are you going to do?

Naturally, it was by force... no, by liberating the city lord's wife.

Xiao Yun was hesitant for a moment, but after thinking it over, he gritted his teeth and said, "Since it's the Young Master's instruction, there must be a reason. Let's do it!"

"Besides, it's not like we're going to kidnap her. We just need to take her out of the city and then release her."

"Go for 'that'!"

Having said that, the group immediately started loading their weapons, muttering to themselves:

"That Lord's instructions are always so strange. Last time he ordered us to wipe out bandits, but we couldn't completely wipe them out; we had to be chased for a while before we could make a move."

"And the time before that, I worked as a handyman at the Wind Imperial Sect for a month!"

"Then you're better off than me. I spent two months planting flowers at the Jade Hand Hall."

"Hush! How could we possibly fathom the will of that That Lord? But the pills he bestowed are truly amazing! Just a whiff of their fragrance each day is equivalent to several days of arduous cultivation."

"You got one too? That Lord really does give things away. What's a little task to complete for that?"

Amidst the cacophony of voices, a newly initiated disciple stood frozen in place, clutching his newly assigned black hood, bewildered. "Senior brother... what are we supposed to do...?"

Xiao Yun put his arm around his junior brother's shoulder and said earnestly, "Junior brother, there's an old saying in the cultivation world: when you're out in the world, your identity is what you give yourself."

He pointed to the uniform black hoods on everyone's heads, then to the "Blood Evil Sect" token deliberately exposed at their waists:

"The reputation of the Wen Dao Palace has been bad enough over the years, so this time... it was the Blood Evil Sect that made the move, understand?"

The junior disciple, seeing the group of masked thugs before him, dared not shake his head. He hurriedly nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, "I-I understand!"

"Very good." Xiao Yun patted his shoulder with satisfaction, and casually stuffed a large stick into his arms. "Remember, when you make your move later, remember to shout 'Blood Evil Sect is handling business, bystanders please leave.'"

"If anyone doesn't listen, just hit them on the head. It doesn't matter if you hit them hard, it won't kill them."

The junior apprentice hurriedly put on the black hood, and suddenly felt his eyes welling up with tears.

This isn't a Daoist Wen Dao Palace; it's clearly a bandit training school!

He glanced tremblingly at the fake token he had just pinned to his waist; the six characters "Under the Throne of the Old Ancestor Jile" were still glowing red...

This thing looks just like the real thing!

Seeing that everyone was ready, Xiao Yun suddenly waved his hand. "Let's go! Remember, the Demonic Sect must act like the Demonic Sect!"

The crowd echoed in unison, "Rob the treasure, rob the money, rob the lady!"

The junior apprentice followed weakly, his voice trembling with tears. "... stealing... stealing the lady..."

In truth, he was still thinking that it was just a temporary disguise for the mission.

In fact, the Wen Dao Palace is a reputable and righteous sect.

But he was wrong.

After sneaking into the city lord's mansion under the cover of night, the senior brothers, who had been tiptoeing, suddenly straightened their backs, and the atmosphere changed drastically.

"All of you, get to work!" Xiao Yun kicked over a lantern and roared, "Third brother, go to the storeroom! Fifth brother, grab the cook and ask him for the dungeon location! The rest of you, come with me to snatch the bandit's wife!"

The junior disciple stared dumbfounded at his usually gentle and refined senior brother, who was now grabbing the gatekeeper by the collar and slapping his face repeatedly. "Tell me! Where is your city lord's young wife hiding? If you don't tell me, I'll refine you into Blood Pill!"

"Senior brother..." The junior brother was about to remind his sister not to get too into the role when his second senior sister shoved a sack into his hand, "What are you daydreaming about? Go to the Side Hall and fill it with all the valuable potted plants! Remember to recite your lines while you're grabbing them—"

She suddenly raised her voice, even more ferocious than Xiao Yun's. "The eighteen Demon General under the command of the Old Ancestor Jile are here! Kill all the men and plunder all the women!"

Even more outrageous, the usually shy fourth senior brother was now perched on the roof beam, prying off the Luminous Pearls one by one and stuffing them into his robes, muttering, "The Blood Evil Sect hasn't opened for business in thirty years; we must have a good meal today..."

The junior apprentice, his legs trembling, clutched the sack, when he suddenly realized—these people weren't disguised at all when they put on their hoods.

This is clearly a liberation of one's true nature!

"Who dares to cause trouble in Hanyue City!" A sudden, furious shout rang out.

Everyone paused in unison. Xiao Yun stroked a non-existent beard and grinned, "The main character has arrived, so get the wail!"

In an instant, ghostly wails and wolf howls echoed throughout the city lord's mansion:

"Blood Evil Sect is handling business; bystanders please leave."

"I am the seventh Demon General under the command of the Blood Evil Sect's Old Ancestor Jile!"

The junior apprentice, mingling in the crowd, discovered to his despair that he too had started howling...

"Found them! Get out of here!"

The mission was finally completed, and the person was returned.

The Wen Dao Palace? What Wen Dao Palace?

I don't know, we're from the Blood Evil Sect.