If he rashly handed over the projection stone himself...
Although the intelligence was important to the sect, he, Qing Chen, was not important to it.
Even if he advanced to become an Inner Sect disciple, he would still be nothing more than a Qi Refining Stage disciple.
He, Qing Chen, had neither a hall master for a father nor an elder for a master.
He was merely a struggling minor cultivator at the Qi Refining Stage.
The sect would probably award him one or two thousand contribution points, say a few words about publicly commending him, and consider the matter settled.
That would not mean much to Qing Chen.
Qing Chen cupped his hands and bowed, saying sincerely, "Then thank you, Senior Brother Gu."
Gu Jianchun was also delighted. He had only recently become a True Disciple and needed merit to secure his position.
In truth, he had not completed the mission the General Affairs Hall had previously assigned him.
After he was recalled to the sect to report on his duties, another major upheaval had occurred.
Fortunately, Chu Feikong had actually vanished mysteriously and had not taken part in the Qi Refining demonic cultivators' slaughter of the Condensed Jade Sect disciples, so the losses had not been too great.
But this still put him under immense pressure. After all, he had not truly completed his mission.
Now, this projection stone from Qing Chen was rain arriving just in time, sweeping away the gloom in his heart!
The more Gu Jianchun looked at Qing Chen, the more he liked him.
He thought to himself, This Qing Chen is not only exceptionally quick-witted, but also knows how to read the times and weigh the situation. He is bound to amount to something great.
Thus, Gu Jianchun patted Qing Chen on the