Chapter 1509

Regarding Mu Feiyu, Yu Mo's heart was very complicated.

This woman was obsessed with power and would stop at nothing to achieve her goals. Back when they were fighting for the throne, Mu Feiyu had indeed used too many underhanded and vicious methods.

Moreover, her personality was extremely domineering, even to the point of being somewhat pathological.

This was also the reason why Yu Mo had run away directly in the end.

But her heart toward him was real. Meeting again, Mu Feiyu had not changed much compared to before.

It was just that her temperament was becoming more noble and domineering, but for Yu Mo, who was already at the Emperor Realm, this bit of pressure naturally counted for nothing.

Looking at Mu Feiyu with a complicated gaze, Yu Mo said slowly.

"Why dwell on the things of the past?"

After saying this, Yu Mo did not give Mu Feiyu a chance to reply; the space around him distorted, and he disappeared from the spot.

Yu Mo wanted to leave, and Mu Feiyu naturally could not stop him. Looking at Yu Mo who had disappeared before her eyes, there was not much fluctuation in Mu Feiyu's expression.

She stood blankly for a long while, and finally revealed a smile, her smile as beautiful as a flower.

"Do you think you can run away again?"

After saying this, Mu Feiyu turned and walked toward the direction of the Mission Hall.

The grand ceremony for the promotion to a Holy Land ended, and people from various sects returned one after another, although some chose to stay, but not many.

And the Dao One Holy Land was currently very busy; almost all the halls were starting from scratch.

Places like the Canteen and the Law Enforcement Hall were better; they just had to follow the established routine.

But the Mission Hall and such were different.

The sect had just been built, and the missions within the Mission Hall were extremely scarce, not enough to support the operation of the Mission Hall at all.

These past few days, Chen Ren could be said to be so busy he couldn't even touch the ground.

The current sources of missions for the Mission Hall only had two major directions.

One was the industries left behind by the Qingtian Holy Land, which required disciples to temporarily station, manage, and even fight to take back.

There were many such missions, which counted as the bulk of the Mission Hall's work now.

Secondly, there were the missions given by various affiliated sects; of course, there was more human sentiment involved in this.

But relying only on these two aspects was completely insufficient.

Slaying evil spirits and monsters—there were currently none of these missions. After all, the Dao One Holy Land had not truly taken root in the Central Continent yet, and all this required time.

The current Mission Hall was completely in a situation of too many wolves and too little meat.

A group of disciples gathered in the Mission Hall lobby, looking at the empty mission light screen, each of them frowning.

"Gone again?"

"These damn things are like animals; there wasn't even a breath of time, and in the blink of an eye, they're gone?"

"I've been guarding for a whole day and haven't even snatched a single mission."

"Sigh, there's no help for it; after all, the sect just arrived in the Central Continent and needs some time."

"The problem is I have no sect points; this affects my snatching of food."

The disciples now wanted to do missions, but had no opportunity, which worried them.

Now, as soon as a mission appeared, it was snatched up instantly; it was completely a competition of hand speed.

However, just at this moment, in the backyard of the Mission Hall, Chen Ren looked at Mu Feiyu, who had come to visit voluntarily, and said politely.

"Empress, why have you come to me instead of looking for the Uncle-Master?"

Regarding Mu Feiyu, although Chen Ren had never met her, he had naturally heard of her.

Logically speaking, Mu Feiyu and he had no intersection, and he was in charge of the Mission Hall; no matter how you looked at it, he shouldn't have any intersection with the other party.

Hearing this, Mu Feiyu's expression was calm, and she said unhurriedly.

"Coming to find the Third Elder naturally means there is a matter. My Tianyu Dynasty has some commissions; I wonder if the Dao One Holy Land is willing to accept them."

Hmm??? Coming to deliver missions?

This is a damn good thing! Right now, Chen Ren was worrying that there were too few missions, and the Mission Hall was almost being drowned by disciples every day. If someone came to the door to entrust them voluntarily, that would be great.

"Naturally. I wonder what the Empress's commission is?"

"Simple, a guard-type commission."

Guard-type, meaning protection-oriented. Although it couldn't be considered a very good mission, and the quantity shouldn't be large, Chen Ren was clearly not picky right now and nodded immediately to agree.

One is better than none; even a mosquito is meat.

Nodding in agreement, he asked casually.

"I wonder how many people need to be guarded?"

In Chen Ren's view, a guard mission would at most require ten or so disciples.

However, following Mu Feiyu's answer, Chen Ren was directly stunned.