89: Asking for the Dao Palace? Not familiar, we are from the Blood Demon Sect

Yin Qiyue's voice held a hint of trepidation: "Yes... The main camp of Dao Seeking Palace is now in Ninebend Realm, Middle Thousand Province."

As she spoke, she carefully looked up and said in a hurry:

"Please rest assured, Young Master!"

"Although Dao Seeking Palace has moved to Middle Thousand Province, Qiyue and the Core Disciples still guard this realm and will prioritize the tasks assigned by Young Master!"

"You've certainly grown quickly," Qin Wangchuan chuckled, a hint of playfulness in his voice.

It was almost impossible for an ordinary Sect to achieve Ascension, let alone in such a short time.

Its foundation, he feared, must still be attributed to the hidden Children of Luck.

And not just one!

According to his observations,

Yin Qiyue's Sect not only had those who had their engagements broken, lost their cultivation, or suffered amnesia, but also those with Golden Fingers hidden inside or outside their bodies.

It was practically a protagonist's main camp.

That she could manage so many Heaven-Defying individuals was quite impressive.

But it didn't matter; judging by the looks of it, the mission would eventually reach Middle Thousand Province anyway.

As long as it could be for his own benefit, that was enough.

A faint rustling of fabric came from the Jade Slip, as if Yin Qiyue was nervously clutching her sleeves: "It's all thanks to the treasures bestowed by Young Master..."

"No need for pleasantries," Qin Wangchuan lightly flicked his sleeve, and three green Jade Medicinal Pill bottles appeared out of thin air beside Yin Qiyue. "Dao Seeking Palace's current prosperity is largely due to your efforts. These bottles of Nine Revolutions Profound Medicinal Pills are a reward."

"And don't shortchange the Disciples of the Sect; the other two bottles are to be given to those loyal and meritorious individuals."

"Yes..." Yin Qiyue nodded in agreement.

She still didn't have the heart to say that she and the others couldn't consume these Nine Revolutions Medicinal Pills.

They couldn't even consume the Seven Revolutions Medicinal Pills that the Chen Family had sent earlier.

But Qin Wangchuan wasn't doing it on purpose.

His lowest grade was Nine Revolutions Medicinal Pills; there were no lower grades.

"Prepare for the new mission."

[New Mission: Slay Evil with a Sword!]

[Having gained considerable strength, you travel to the Eastern Region and accidentally hear of a scandal that recently occurred in Cold Moon City — the City Lord, relying on his cultivation at the Fourth Realm, has repeatedly abducted female Cultivators from the city, forcing them to become his City Lord's wife, and even plans to hold a 'Concubine Induction Ceremony' three days later. As a righteous person, you naturally cannot ignore this matter.]

[Mission Objective: Rescue the forcefully married City Lord's wife.]

[Mission Reward: Simulation Count +1, Origin +150.]

"There's no high-risk warning this time, so it seems 'I' am growing quite fast."

Qin Wangchuan nodded and immediately assigned the mission.

Yin Qiyue then assigned the mission to Xiao Yun.

But when Xiao Yun brought his group to Cold Moon City in the Eastern Region, he was dumbfounded.

Junior Sister Chen Wan tugged at Xiao Yun's sleeve and whispered, "Senior Brother, I just inquired around at the teahouse, and the situation in Cold Moon City... seems to be different from the intelligence we received."

She handed over a recording Jade Slip, a troubled expression on her face: "The previous City Lord, Li Hanshan, was indeed a wicked man, but he was beheaded in the street by a mysterious Sword Cultivator three years ago. The current new City Lord has an excellent reputation..."

Junior Sister hesitated, but finally bit the bullet and said, "Do we... still need to act?"

Act on what?

Naturally, it was to forcefully seize... no, to liberate the City Lord's wife.

Xiao Yun was momentarily indecisive, but after some thought, he gritted his teeth: "Since it's Young Master's directive, there must be a reason for it. Let's do it!"

"Besides, we're not kidnapping her; we just need to take her out of the city and then release her, right?"

"Bring out 'that'!"

With that, the group immediately started getting their gear, muttering to themselves:

"That esteemed adult's instructions are always so strange. Last time, he told us to eradicate bandits, but not completely, and we had to be chased for a while before we could act."

"And the time before last, I worked as a handyman at Imperial Wind Sect for a month!"

"Then you're better off than me. I planted flowers at Jade Hand Hall for two months."

"Shh! How can we, mere mortals, fathom the will of that esteemed adult? But the Medicinal Pills he bestows are truly amazing! I only need to smell the scent of the Medicinal Pills each day, and it's equivalent to several days of arduous cultivation."

"You got some too? That esteemed adult really gives things away. What's the harm in completing some small missions for that?"

Amidst their chatter, a newly initiated Disciple stood rooted to the spot, clutching the black balaclava he had just been given, at a loss: "Se-Senior Brother... are we going to...?"

Xiao Yun slung an arm around the Junior Brother's shoulder and said earnestly, "Junior Brother, there's an old saying in the cultivation world — when you're out and about, your identity is what you make it."

He pointed to the identical black balaclavas on everyone's heads, then to the 'Blood Fiend Sect' token deliberately exposed at their waists:

"Dao Seeking Palace's reputation has been bad enough these past few years, so this time... it's the Blood Fiend Sect acting, understand?"

The Junior Brother looked at the masked thugs in front of him and dared not shake his head, nodding eagerly like a chick pecking rice: "Un-understand!"

"Very good," Xiao Yun patted his shoulder in satisfaction, and casually slipped a large club into his arms. "Remember, when you act later, remember to shout 'Blood Fiend Sect is working, idlers disperse'."

"If anyone doesn't listen, hit them on the head. It's okay to hit hard; you won't kill anyone."

The Junior Brother fumbled to put on his black balaclava, and suddenly felt his eyes moisten —

This wasn't Dao Seeking Palace; it was clearly a bandit's advanced training academy!

He tremblingly glanced at the fake token he had just fastened to his waist; the six characters 'Under the Seat of the Joyful Old Ancestor' were still glowing red...

How could this thing look so real?

Seeing that everyone was ready, Xiao Yun suddenly waved his hand: "Go! Remember, a Demonic Sect must act like a Demonic Sect!"

Everyone responded in unison: "Rob treasures, rob money, rob wives!"

The Junior Brother followed weakly, almost in tears: "...Rob, rob wives..."

Actually, at this point, he still thought that it was just for the mission, just a temporary disguise.

Actually, Dao Seeking Palace was a righteous and reputable Sect.

But facts proved him wrong.

After everyone snuck into the City Lord's mansion under the cover of night, the Senior Brothers, who had initially been tiptoeing, suddenly straightened their backs, and the atmosphere changed drastically.

"All of you, hurry up!" Xiao Yun kicked over a lantern and yelled at the top of his lungs, "Third Brother, to the treasury! Fifth Brother, grab the cook and ask for the dungeon's location! The rest of you, follow me to snatch the bandit chief's wife!"

The Junior Brother watched, dumbfounded, as his usually gentle and refined Senior Brother was now grabbing a guard Cultivator by the collar and slapping his face repeatedly: "Speak! Where is your City Lord's little lady hidden? If you don't speak, I'll refine you into a Blood Medicinal Pill!"

"Se-Senior Brother..." The Junior Brother was about to remind him not to get too into the act when Second Senior Sister shoved a sack into his hands: "What are you spacing out for? Go to the side hall and pack up all the valuable potted plants! Remember to shout your lines while you're robbing—"

She suddenly bellowed, her voice even fiercer than Xiao Yun's: "The Eighteen Demonic Generals under the Seat of the Joyful Old Ancestor are here! Kill all the men, steal all the women!"

Even more absurdly, the usually most timid Fourth Senior Brother was now perched on a rafter, prying off luminous pearls one by one and stuffing them into his arms, muttering: "Blood Fiend Sect hasn't opened for business in thirty years; today we must eat our fill..."

The Junior Brother, his legs trembling, hugged the sack and suddenly realized — when these people put on their balaclavas, it wasn't a disguise at all.

It was clearly a liberation of their true nature!

"Who dares to cause trouble in Cold Moon City!" A sudden roar erupted.

Everyone's movements paused in unison. Xiao Yun wiped a non-existent beard and grinned: "The main event is here, all of you, howl!"

Instantly, wails and howls echoed throughout the City Lord's mansion:

"Blood Fiend Sect is working, idlers disperse—"

"I am the Seventh Demonic General under the Seat of the Joyful Old Ancestor of the Blood Fiend Sect!"

The Junior Brother, mixed in the crowd, despairingly realized that he, too, had started howling...

"We found her, retreat quickly!"

Finally, the mission was completed, and the person was returned.

Dao Seeking Palace? What Dao Seeking Palace?

Don't know, we're from the Blood Fiend Sect.