The Prefecture Grand Competition was a grand occasion, but Nameless Mountain would never have taken it seriously.
The reason Nameless Mountain had included it among its missions was to establish its authority.
If they won, Nameless Mountain's reputation would become even more firmly established. And the rewards on offer were nothing to them.
Trading a few small rewards for a huge boost in reputation was a good deal no matter how you looked at it.
And if they lost, it wouldn't matter much. A loss was a loss; Nameless Mountain's strength was there for all to see.
No matter how you looked at it, this mission was a good deal.
If a disciple lost, they would simply deduct five thousand points. You could count on your fingers the disciples who had five thousand points.
Then they would just be expelled from the sect. It was a simple matter.
You might make a little profit, but I would never take a loss.
Halfway there, Ye Lin finally realized something.
"Right. How do I get out of Nameless Mountain?"
At that moment, Ye Lin was dumbfounded.
Nameless Mountain covered hundreds of thousands of miles. An ordinary person couldn't walk across it in a lifetime.
And even now, he still hadn't found the entrance to Nameless Mountain.
There was no entrance marked on Xuan Hu's map, either.
"Senior Brother, do you know how to leave the sect?"
Ye Lin stopped a passing disciple, clasped his hands, and asked in a sincere tone.
"Leave the sect? It's easy. Take out your sect Identity Token and channel spiritual energy into it. But temporary disciples' tokens won't work."
The young man Ye Lin had stopped looked at him in surprise.
Had this person not received any training after joining the sect? How could he not even