111. Mission

In the Desolate Hall, and even the Dao Sect, the Great Desolation Sutra was their most prized treasure—essentially the sect’s ultimate relic.

And now, Chen Xuan had taken it.

How could they possibly accept this?

Chen Zhen wanted to say something but held back in the end.

Qi Lei immediately stepped up to defend him: "Wu Dao! You agreed for Chen Xuan to comprehend the Great Desolate Script. What? Now you want to go back on it?"

"True, we did allow him to comprehend it, but we didn’t say he could take the Great Desolation Monument with him!" Wu Dao retorted.

"He earned it fair and square. Why not?"

"You…"

Wu Dao wanted to argue further, but Ying Xuanzi and the blue-robed elder descended, so he had no choice but to fall silent, hoping the headmaster would intervene.

However, Ying Xuanzi said, "Congratulations! You not only gained a rare technique but also obtained a priceless treasure."

"Thank you, Sect Master."

Just now, Chen Xuan had harvested tens of thousands of emotional points from their reactions—like a treasure chest!

He considered provoking them a bit more, but seeing their “swallowed a fly” expressions, he decided otherwise.

He gathered his mental energy, and in his palm, formed a miniature stone tablet.

He handed it to Ying Xuanzi.

"Sect Master, this contains the method for cultivating the Great Desolate Script."

"However, this martial art is extremely profound. Those without the necessary talent won’t be able to learn it and could even harm themselves," Chen Xuan explained.

Ying Xuanzi understood instantly and passed the tablet to Chen Zhen.

"Chen Zhen, remember what Chen Xuan just said. Everyone seeking to comprehend the Great Desolate Script must be rigorously selected."

"Understood, Sect Master. Thank you, Chen Xuan!"

Chen Zhen's grin was wide enough to see his molars.

Excellent!

From now on, our Desolate Hall will officially rise! Who can compare?

Back then, Zhou Tong used the sutra to send the disciples of Yuan Gate running with their tails between their legs!

Now, we can mass-produce that power.

Dao Sect surpassing Yuan Gate? Just a matter of time!

This session of Dao Sect’s four great sutras ended with Chen Xuan’s harvest.

The grand sect tournament was about to commence.

On this day, while Chen Xuan was focused on advancing to the peak of the Life Profound realm, Yun Yun and Su Rou had just exited their seclusion.

They encountered Ying Huanhuan preparing to leave.

Yun Yun pretended not to see her, talking with Su Rou as they headed to her small courtyard.

Su Rou called softly, "Sister Huanhuan."

"Yes, huh? Some people are quite grown up now, but they still don’t greet others!" Ying Huanhuan said with a pout, glaring at Yun Yun.

Yun Yun, unused to this kind of attitude, chose to ignore her and tried to walk away.

Ying Huanhuan stepped forward, blocking her: "Hey, I’m talking to you. Why are you ignoring me?"

"I have other matters to attend to."

"?"

"Please move aside!"

"Yun Yun Junior Sister, right? Perfect! We have an upcoming training mission. Don’t say I’m not looking out for you; you’re coming with me!" Ying Huanhuan said with hands on her hips.

Huh? Yun Yun paused.

Wait a minute, little girl! Did I say I agreed to go with you?

Besides, I’m thirty years old—are you even thirty-one? And you’re calling yourself my senior!

Maybe when you’re my age!

Yun Yun replied, "Sorry, not interested."

"You're really not blending in. We’re all from the same sect, but the way you act makes you seem aloof. That’s not how we do things in Sky Hall!"

Ying Huanhuan’s instructive tone, combined with her youthful appearance, was adorable.

Seeing her, Yun Yun couldn’t help but feel half of her irritation dissolve.

"Sister Yun Yun, let’s just go."

At that moment, Su Rou walked up beside Yun Yun, timidly tugging at her sleeve.

She had heard about Ying Huanhuan in the Dao Sect. Although sometimes lively and mischievous, she wasn’t a bad person.

To ease Yun Yun’s concerns, Ying Huanhuan reassured them with a smile, "Don’t worry. Since you’re new, I’ll look after you. I’ll make sure you come back safe and sound, without a scratch!"

With an air of confidence, she patted her chest. Given her encouragement and the fact that Yun Yun had just broken through to the Third Yuan Nirvana stage, this outing seemed like a good opportunity to gain some experience.

Yun Yun agreed, momentarily forgetting Chen Xuan’s warnings before he went into seclusion.

Ying Huanhuan’s face lit up with excitement. "Great! Let me introduce you to our companions."

She then led them to a large peak to the north, where several people were already waiting.

"The people from Sky Hall are here," an elderly man with white hair observed, smiling at the three of them.

Ying Huanhuan introduced him, "This is Elder Bai Hua."

"Elder Bai Hua," Yun Yun and Su Rou greeted him respectfully.

Bai Hua nodded with satisfaction. "Huanhuan, these two are the girls who joined the sect with Chen Xuan, right?"

"Yes."

"Alright, since everyone’s here, Huanhuan will lead the team for this outing."

"Her?" Yun Yun was surprised.

So young—how could she lead?

"I’ve led more than ten sect outings, and I’m very experienced! Just because someone’s older doesn’t make them better at everything," Ying Huanhuan said with a playful tilt of her crescent-shaped brows.

Although she meant no harm, Yun Yun took the offense, thinking Huanhuan was subtly mocking her. She almost withdrew, but Su Rou managed to calm her down.

Ying Huanhuan, not wanting any misunderstanding, explained herself, and things finally settled.

"Let’s go!" she said, raising a slender hand and pointing into the air.

Soon, a large green eagle arrived, carrying the group toward their destination.

Their destination was Blood Rock Land, about a five-day journey from Dao Sect.

The sect had a yuan ore mine there and had recently received reports of strange activity. Being on the boundary between major sects, the area was notorious for being chaotic, with many outlaws on sects’ most-wanted lists often appearing there.

After five days of flight, they finally arrived.

They headed straight to the Dao Sect outpost, where someone was already waiting for them—a petite woman who, though not as striking as Ying Huanhuan, Yun Yun, and Su Rou, had an appealing charm.

"Huanhuan, you’re here."

"Sister Fang, it’s been a while!" Ying Huanhuan greeted her with a familiar smile.

Fang curiously eyed Yun Yun and Su Rou. "Huanhuan, who are these two?"

"Oh, I almost forgot! These are our new disciples, Yun Yun and Su Rou," Ying Huanhuan said, introducing them.

"Sister Fang," Yun Yun and Su Rou greeted her politely.

Ying Huanhuan explained Sister Fang’s role and then got straight to the point. "Sister Fang, can you tell us what’s going on?"

"The situation’s a bit odd. I’ll take you there to see for yourselves," Sister Fang said, turning to lead the way.

Ying Huanhuan, Yun Yun, Su Rou, and the others followed closely.

Shortly after they left, several dark figures appeared on a distant mountain peak, watching from afar.

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