Chapter 635: Ascension, Known to All

Mm.

Zhang Yunlu gave a soft reply.

Truly!

But why on earth did Master prepare a wheelchair for me?

Could it be that he plans to…

Hss~

Chi Jiu Yu sucked in a sharp breath.

“Let’s talk about something else.”

Don’t think about it, don’t think about it!

The very idea of Master preparing a wheelchair for me makes Yu afraid…

Okay.

Zhang Yunlu took out fish food and scattered a handful beside the pond.

Water splashed as the spiritual fish within frantically scrambled for the food.

After watching for a while, Zhang Yunlu turned to Chi Jiu Yu.

“Sister, you used to always want to eat these spiritual fish—why haven’t you mentioned it lately?”

In the past, whenever she got the chance, Chi Jiu Yu would always say—“Let’s eat a fish to celebrate!”

But for over a year now, she hadn’t brought it up once.

“Even if I mentioned it, you wouldn’t agree,” Chi Jiu Yu pouted.

Xiao Yunlu is too rigid—Master said these fish were given to her, so they’re meant to be eaten!

What’s the point of raising fish if you don’t eat them?

“Besides, these fish have lost their original flavor from how you feed them.”

You should feed them like Master does—once every one or two months, or even once every half a year or a year. That’s the right way.

“By the way, how long will your injury take to heal?” Chi Jiu Yu asked casually.

This was pure idle chatter—she spoke whatever came to mind.

“Based on past patterns…” Zhang Yunlu thought for a moment, “probably a little over a week.”

By her nature, her recovery speed was faster than that of ordinary cultivators.

Simply put, the worse the injury, the faster she healed.

“After you recover, will you keep taking on missions?”

“Probably.”

“You’ve probably heard too—our previous Ascension mission seems set to be released as a regular mission.”

The Sword Sect’s mission network has been buzzing about this for nearly half a year.

After asking Ye Zhiwei and Zhao Ruohan, she got the same answer.

She, who possessed supreme wisdom, keenly sensed something was off.

“Do you think those rumors are credible?”

“Not entirely, but the fact that the Ascension mission will be released as a regular mission is likely true.”

After a pause, Chi Jiu Yu declared firmly:

“And it’ll happen within these few days!”

Zhang Yunlu paused: “Did Master say so?”

“No.”

She had indeed subtly inquired with Master, but all she got was the same phrase she’d heard countless times—and hated the most:

“That’s not something you need to know.”

“Uncle?”

“Oh no, not him either.”

Uncle was always vanishing and reappearing—she’d only seen him once in the past few months.

“Why do you keep thinking about Master and Uncle? Aren’t we smart enough to figure it out ourselves?”

“...”

So it’s just a guess after all…

Chi Jiu Yu seemed to read her thoughts: “Just wait and see—within this week at most, an Ascension mission will definitely be posted!”

“I believe you, Sister.”

Even if it was still a guess, Sister’s intuition was always sharp.

And…

If there were no such thing, the Sword Sect’s mission network wouldn’t have been speculating about “Ascension” for half a year straight.

…

…

Time flew, and before she knew it, five days had passed.

Zhang Yunlu’s injury had healed mostly; as she stepped out of the Scripture Hall, Chi Jiu Yu suddenly grabbed her from nowhere.

They raced there in a blur, arriving at the Sword Sect’s Mission Acceptance Point—

A special dimension, not existing in the real world.

Each person entering would be assigned to a different zone based on their cultivation realm.

Of course, for special missions requiring teams,

the zone would be determined by the team leader’s realm.

Though the “Mission Acceptance Dimension” was highly intelligent, few people came here normally.

After all, long ago, the major immortal sects had built comprehensive online platforms.

Sect members could accept missions entirely through internal networks, needing no physical visit.

Even missions requiring special tokens could be delivered to one’s home via specialized magical devices.

But today was different.

The Mission Acceptance Point was bustling.

In the vast dimension, nearly every zone was filled with figures moving about.

Soul Transformation–Level Mission Acceptance Zone.

A tranquil valley overall, with a towering pure white jade tablet at the front, its lines of golden text constantly shifting.

At the very top of the tablet now, several brilliant lines of golden text shone brightly, unmistakable.

[Ascension Mission · Soul Transformation]

[Mission Content: Eradicate the “Human Pill” method, eliminate cultivators with 9 or more evil points within the world]

[Mission Location: Unnamed World 83 (Regular)]

[Mission Duration: 3 years / 3 months]

[Mission Reward: Relevant information available upon acceptance]

[Mission Difficulty: Extreme]

[Acceptance Requirements: Soul Transformation sword cultivator, passed a True Law transmission trial, ranked in top 10 of Sword List]

“See!”

Chi Jiu Yu pulled Zhang Yunlu to a spot near the back, her expression brimming with triumph.

“I told you it’d happen within these days—didn’t believe me? Now you believe, right?”

Zhang Yunlu: “...”

Her “belief” was more like passive acceptance.

“Sister, you’re truly prophetic.”

Whatever.

Saying one compliment won’t cost her anything—and it’ll make Sister happy. Why not?

“Of course!” Chi Jiu Yu stared at the tablet, “You don’t know who you’re talking to—I’m the greatest in all the myriad worlds—”

Seizing this rare chance, she seized the opportunity to boast loudly.

But perhaps her incessant chatter disturbed someone ahead; a sword cultivator gazing at the tablet suddenly turned around angrily.

Yet upon seeing who it was, he froze, then silently turned back.

Chi Jiu Yu noticed this and felt slightly embarrassed, cutting her boasting short with a reluctant sigh.

Zhang Yunlu smiled and lowered her voice:

“But the requirements for this Ascension mission are truly extraordinary.”

Each requirement was harder than the last.

Soul Transformation sword cultivator wasn’t too hard—even if not “as common as dogs,” they were still plentiful in the Sword Sect.

But passing a True Law transmission trial? That was far from easy.

As for the Sword List…

It referred to the Seven Divine Mist Rankings.

Only true prodigies could make the list.

And the requirement was top ten…

“It’s fine—the task’s requirement probably doesn’t just mean the current top ten, but anyone who has ever made the list and reached the top ten,” Chi Jiu Yu whispered as well.

Otherwise, wouldn’t sword cultivators who just broke through a major realm have no chance?