Ying Huaixu was starting to doubt it.
He waited around for a long time again, but still saw no one come to post a mission. He was starting to lose his composure.
"Junior brother, I wanted to ask you something. Why aren't there any missions left in the Mission Plaza?"
The junior disciple he stopped immediately recognized Ying Huaixu.
"Oh, it's Senior Brother Huaixu!"
The disciple saluted.
Then he hurried to explain, "About the missions, there really aren't any left right now!"
"You have no idea, senior brother. Ever since the Illusory Dream Trial came out, our sect disciples' cultivation and strength have been skyrocketing. Missions that used to be extremely difficult can now be handled by any two or three people!"
"So there are hardly any demonic beasts left lurking in the Divine Firmament Sword Sect's territory!"
After hearing this, Ying Huaixu felt as though the sky had collapsed.
Back then, he had only thought about helping the sect's disciples grow stronger. It had never occurred to him that once they did, they would clear out all the missions too.
What the fuck...
Ying Huaixu was rather devastated.
Fortunately, Ying Huaixu had prepared a backup plan early on.
Looking at the many Red-Name Monsters and some demonic beasts still on the map, Ying Huaixu had no choice but to contact He Xiuyuan.
"Busy?"
When He Xiuyuan received Ying Huaixu's message on his Disciple Token, his whole body jolted.
"Yes! I'm preparing for the Secret Realm. My cultivation is too low right now!"
Ying Huaixu said, "Busy, my ass. Come to the Mission Plaza!"
He Xiuyuan's scalp prickled.
But he went in the end.
Once he arrived at the Mission Plaza, Ying Huaixu handed him a slip of paper.
He Xiuyuan relaxed a little as he read it.
This time,