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A major sect truly was a major sect. Even if it ranked last among the five great sects, its vast scale and deep foundations far exceeded Jiang Ying's imagination. Eighth-Layer Qi Refining cultivation might make one a sect master's personal disciple in a small sect, but on Yonglu Mountain, an ordinary Eighth-Layer Qi Refining cultivator was nothing.

Not to mention inner disciples—such cultivators were everywhere even among the outer disciples. If she wanted to advance into the inner sect, she would need some means.

Jiang Ying's gaze darkened. She had exhausted every means to get where she was today, so she absolutely could not make a mistake. She absolutely had to rise above others.

Jiang Ying stood at the entrance to Founding Peak for a while, then copied the other disciples and took out her identity jade token to scan herself in. Once inside the peak, she began looking around with great care.

Founding Peak was where Yonglu Mountain handled miscellaneous affairs, so it also had the greatest number of low-level disciples. Countless low-level tasks covered Founding Peak's walls, carefully arranged by rank. Jiang Ying was so absorbed in looking through them that she did not notice until—

She saw a missing-person task. Its description consisted of a segment from a Shadow Recording Stone. She casually opened the beginning, only to recognize the voice as belonging to... the real Jiang Ying.

"Jiang Ying" was instantly seized by terror. How could this be? How could something like this have been left behind?!

No, she could not panic. Since the task was still there, no one had discovered anything yet. She had to deal with this task at once, preferably—

"Jiang Ying" did not dare ask Founding Peak's disciples about the task, because that would too easily expose her. So... should she