Chapter 126

The disciples' enthusiasm for doing missions was very high, and the competition was fierce.

Regarding this, Ye Ye Changqing only indicated that he didn't want to join in the fun. He had rolled enough in his previous life; in this life, he just wanted to live more easily.

"Doing more missions is also good. After all, the stronger the sect, the more securely I can hide."

He smiled slightly and muttered softly.

Little did he know that the Mission Hall on the main peak was already in complete chaos, with many disciples cursing angrily,

"Accepted again?"

"That's enough! Don't these Profound Jianfeng disciples ever rest?"

"I'm really fed up. How many rounds of missions do you accept in a day? Just do one and be done with it; give others a chance."

"Deacon, aren't there any new missions yet?"

"Release new missions quickly! We've been waiting for half an hour."

When it came to snatching, Profound Jianfeng was simply in a league of its own. Even if disciples from other peaks joined forces, they had never gained any advantage over the Profound Jianfeng disciples.

Seeing that they weren't their match, the disciples from other peaks learned to be obedient—they would just compete.

But as they competed, everyone discovered that they couldn't even compete with them.

These Profound Jianfeng disciples were simply excessively fierce, accepting several rounds of missions a day, each one acting like they had been injected with adrenaline.

Now, wanting to accept a mission was like undergoing a tribulation; without experiencing layers of hardship, let alone accepting a mission, it was impossible to even get close to the array screen.

Only the Profound Jianfeng disciples were the exception. These guys' movement techniques were simply awesome—weaving through the crowd, sliding as slippery as damn loaches, "whoosh," and they slid right past.

After waiting for half an hour without any new missions appearing, the disciples became anxious. However, the ones even more anxious at this moment were the deacons of the Mission Hall and the Third Elder, who was in charge of the Mission Hall.

"Hall Master, there really aren't any left. Not a single one-star or two-star mission remains, and only a dozen or so three-star missions are left."

In the backyard of the Mission Hall, a group of deacons surrounded the Third Elder, each with a bitter expression.

Having lived for so many years, this was the first time they had encountered such a thing: the sect's missions had actually been completely accepted by the disciples. What kind of situation was this?

Before, the sect had specifically stipulated mandatory missions, wasn't that to make the disciples complete them?

In the past, you guys were indifferent to missions and needed the sect to mandate them. Now, it was completely the opposite: the disciples wanted to do missions, but the sect had none left.

Listening to the complaints of the many deacons below, the Third Elder also frowned,

"Why would it be like this? Weren't there many before?"

As soon as this was said, the deacons said almost in unison,

"It's all because of Profound Jianfeng."

Profound Jianfeng. Hearing these three words, the Third Elder felt a tightness in his chest. It was truly a case of "fear what you dread," but he still braced himself and asked,

"Are they not following the rules again?"

"No, the Profound Jianfeng disciples are still only accepting three missions each time."

"Then why..."

Since the Profound Jianfeng disciples were very well-behaved, how could such a situation arise? The Third Elder was puzzled, but soon a deacon provided the answer,

"Their efficiency is just too fast."

"Although they only take a few at a time, they come every day. The most exaggerated one completed eight missions in a single day. We don't even know how he did it."

They took few, but they came many times, and they had long since been numbed by the Profound Jianfeng disciples.

Even the Third Elder's eyes widened upon hearing this.

"Eight missions in one day?"

What kind of god was this? Did he think he was eating steamed buns, one after another?

"Actually, if it were only Profound Jianfeng like this, it wouldn't be to this extent. But after being stimulated, disciples from other peaks also began to..."

Pausing, the deacons added,

"The source is still Profound Jianfeng."

Saying this in a deep voice, the Third Elder seemed to be able to understand the trouble of the Second Senior Brother, Shi Song, before.

"Should I go to Profound Jianfeng?"

He thought to himself, but soon shook his head and rejected it. What could he do by going to Profound Jianfeng? They were already very orderly; each time they only accepted three missions.

As for being too diligent, shouldn't that be praised? How could he go and blame them?

So there was no good reason to go to Profound Jianfeng.

But it was a mess outside now. After pondering for a moment, the Third Elder made an unprecedented decision.

"Close it for now."

"Ah?"

Hearing this, the deacons were stunned, and the Third Elder said irritably,

"What else can we do? There aren't even any missions left. What's the point of keeping the Mission Hall open? Close it for now."

Closing the Mission Hall was absolutely the first time since the founding of the Dao One Sect.

Soon, the deacons left and arrived at the main hall, looking at the noisy crowd of disciples.

"Quiet!"

Following the deacon's words, the crowd slowly quieted down, and then they heard the deacons tell the disciples to wait outside for the time being.

"Disciples, do not crowd into the main hall. Please exit the main hall and wait."

They didn't know why, but the disciples still obediently exited the Mission Hall. They originally thought they would just wait outside, but who would have thought that just as everyone exited, "clack," the Mission Hall door actually closed.

"What does this mean?"

"Can't you see? The Mission Hall has closed!"

This move left the disciples completely baffled. Inside the door, the voices of the deacons came again,

"From this moment on, the Mission Hall is temporarily closed. The opening time will be notified separately."

"Holy crap."

As soon as this was said, the disciples stood there dumbfounded. Had they actually rolled the Mission Hall into closing?

Looking at the deacons in the main hall, they all revealed expressions of relief. Although closing the Mission Hall didn't look glorious in any way, at least they could have two days of peace now.