Second Mission

"Whether it's a blessing or a curse, there's no escaping fate! Let's go see that Senior Brother Ye!"

Li Yunjing sighed softly. He wasn't particularly worked up. After saying that, he led the way toward the main hall on the main peak.

"Brother Li, you certainly have composure!"

Seeing Li Yunjing's calm demeanor, Hou Boyan secretly praised him. Now that was the bearing of a great figure!

How could he know of Li Yunjing's helplessness? The truth was, Li Yunjing had no backing at all.

At a time like this, he could only rely on himself and take things one step at a time.

Before long, the two of them arrived at the main hall of Qiongze Peak.

The first thing that caught Li Yunjing's eye was a man in blue robes. He was slender, standing in the hall with his hands behind his back. Spirit fruits and Spirit Tea sat untouched on the table beside him.

Clearly, this Inner Disciple looked down on Qiongze Peak's hospitality.

"Li Yunjing greets Senior Brother Ye!"

Li Yunjing took a deep breath, stepped up behind Ye Long, and bowed.

"Hmm! You're Li Yunjing?"

Only after hearing the voice did Ye Long slowly turn around. He looked at Li Yunjing expressionlessly, a glint of cold light flashing in his eyes.

"Yes!"

Li Yunjing replied. There was no need to say more to this man; the two of them were enemies, after all.

If not for the sect's rules, he wouldn't even have bothered to greet him.

"Heh!"

Ye Long seemed to notice Li Yunjing's impatience. He let out a cold laugh, but didn't care. In his eyes, Li Yunjing was already a dead man.

He was exceedingly generous toward the dead.

"By order of Senior Brother Wei!"

Since there was nothing more to say, Ye Long took out the written order and called out, "Li Yunjing is hereby conscripted for a sect mission. He is to escort the sect's provisions to Red Sun Valley, a thousand li away, and deliver them within seven days. No delays!"

"Yes! Here's my Identity Token!"

Li Yunjing gave a cold laugh. There was no point pretending anymore. He casually tossed his Identity Token to Ye Long.

"Kid, you've got some nerve!"

Ye Long sneered, lowered his head, and took out his own token. He entered the mission details into Li Yunjing's Identity Token.

When he was done, Ye Long flicked his hand and tossed it back to Li Yunjing.

The Inner Disciple said nothing more. He turned and left the hall.

He didn't want to spend another minute in such a lowly place, and he didn't want to look at a lowly person like Li Yunjing for even a second...

"Tsk, tsk..."

Li Yunjing lowered his head and looked at his Identity Token.

A new line had appeared on it.

[Servant Disciple: Li Yunjing.]

[Outer Disciple Mission: Red Sun Valley, escort provisions.]

[Time: Seven days.]

[Maximum time away: Fifteen days.]

[Reward: 10 contribution points, five Low-grade Spirit Stones, one Qi Refining Pill.]

Wei Henian, you bastard. You really are ruthless!

He'd actually assigned him an Outer Disciple mission!

He really did want him dead!

"Fine! Fine! Fine! Wei Henian, one of these days, I'll settle this score with you!"

Li Yunjing's face darkened. Killing intent radiated from him, and he made no effort to hide it.

"Th-this is an Outer Disciple mission... H-how could he do this?"

Hou Boyan, standing nearby, broke out in a cold sweat, his words trembling.

This was too dark!

Did Wei Henian have any dignity as a True Disciple?

How could he pull a stunt like this?

"Brother Li, if you have to, go talk to Young Master Fu. Maybe he can help you deal with this trouble."

Hou Boyan gritted his teeth as he spoke.

"No need! I'll handle this myself!"

Li Yunjing waved a hand, his answer firm and decisive.

After that, he didn't waste time talking to Hou Boyan. He strode out of the hall and headed back to his lodgings.

He had one more day before his mission to tend the Piebald Horse ended. It would be just the right time to collect the provisions-escort mission.

Li Yunjing simply didn't believe it.

At heart, Li Yunjing was a reckless man.

He'd spent three years making his way to the top in the martial world. When had anyone ever bullied him like this?

The more Wei Henian targeted him, the more reckless he became. He'd fight him head-on!

Li Yunjing refused to believe Wei Henian could sink so low as to call on Inner Disciples to ambush him over a mere Outer Disciple mission.

As for Outer Disciples, the strongest among them would be at most the sixth layer of the Qi Refining Realm. With two top-grade magical artifacts on him, he might well be able to overcome this crisis!

After all, fortune and rank were found amid danger. It was anyone's guess who would kill whom!

The next day, Li Yunjing stayed in and brought himself into peak condition. He refined the Mystic Jade Inner Armor, Gale Boots, Cold Star Sword, and Servant Robe once more.

As for the five talismans in his hand, he'd also mastered how to activate them. He could launch an attack at a moment's notice!

That was his trump card!

On the thirtieth and final day, Li Yunjing found Hou Boyan and handed over the mission. His Identity Token now showed four more contribution points and two Low-grade Spirit Stones.

"Even a mosquito's leg is meat!"

Li Yunjing shook his head slightly. Ignoring Hou Boyan's attempts to dissuade him, he left Qiongze Peak and headed to Feixia Peak.

Feixia Peak was also one of the seventy-two peaks in the west.

It was the main peak where Outer Disciples gathered before setting out on missions.

This time, Li Yunjing was going to Feixia Peak to meet up with a few fellow disciples and go out with them.

The blazing sun beat down from overhead.

It wasn't until noon that Li Yunjing finally arrived at Feixia Peak.

When Li Yunjing presented his Identity Token to the Feixia Peak disciples for inspection, all the Outer Disciples were dumbfounded.

What was going on?

Could a Servant Disciple really take an Outer Disciple mission?

But the name Wei Henian silenced every question.

Something so unreasonable suddenly seemed perfectly reasonable. No one dared to question it.

After asking around, Li Yunjing found his teammates.

Far down the mountain path, four Outer Disciples in blue robes chatted idly, their gazes constantly sweeping the surroundings.

One person was missing from the group, and the four had grown increasingly impatient as they waited.

"Damn it! Why hasn't that Servant brat shown up yet? We've been waiting forever!"

One of the Outer Disciples, a tall, powerfully built man, couldn't help cursing, his face twisted into a scowl.

"Old Wu, what's the rush? He can't run away."

A short, stout Daoist said coolly.

"Once we're out of the sect, we should just kill him..."

Old Wu kept grumbling.

"Shut up!"

The middle-aged man, who had remained silent until then, glared at him coldly.

Could he really say that inside the sect?

If word got out, all four of them would be dead!

Once their plot to murder a fellow disciple was confirmed, the Law Enforcement Hall would execute them without fail!