Chapter 60

This is great. Every day, they just sit at the table and write, write, write. They don't even have time to cultivate. Even at night, they have to work overtime.

The problem is that there is no end to this. The things from the previous day aren't finished, and new people come the next day.

It's repeated like this. Some deacons couldn't take it anymore and submitted a request to Shi Song to be transferred.

"Hall Master, please transfer me away from the Law Enforcement Hall, I really can't take it anymore."

"Hall Master, I made a mistake just now. I fought with Senior Brother Li privately. I know my crime is unforgivable, please punish me, Hall Master."

"Me too, I also attacked, please punish me, Hall Master."

In order to be successfully transferred away from the Law Enforcement Hall, some deacons even deliberately made small mistakes, with the goal of being demoted out of the Law Enforcement Hall.

In the history of the Dao One Sect, this was simply unheard of.

You must know that for a long time, the Law Enforcement Hall was a place that many people wanted to enter. Being in charge of the sect's punishments, not to mention status and position, the treatment was also quite good.

But now, those people under Shi Song were all avoiding it like a tiger, and all of this was because of Hong Zun in front of him.

As he spoke, the grievance in Shi Song's heart could no longer be suppressed, and his eyes turned red.

Seeing Shi Song's eyes turn red as he spoke, and his voice even carrying a hint of crying, Hong Zun was also anxious.

"No, Senior Brother, you just talk about things, why are you crying?"

At his age, why is he crying?

Hong Zun was panicked, but Shi Song really couldn't help it. Since he had been the Hall Master of the Law Enforcement Hall for 1,386 years, this was the first time he had suffered such a grievance.

Holding back from crying, Shi Song gritted his teeth and asked.

"Junior Brother, just tell me, can you let me be well?"

To this, Hong Zun's wine was scared away by a few points, and he quickly expressed his position.

"Senior Brother, what are you saying? We have been fellow disciples for so many years, Junior Brother certainly only wishes you well."

"Then in the future, Divine Sword Peak..."

"Junior Brother will definitely strictly manage and discipline them."

"This is what you said."

"It's what I said, Senior Brother, don't worry."

After getting Hong Zun's affirmative reply, Shi Song was willing to leave.

It wasn't Shi Song's fault for being like this; there was really no other way. The Divine Sword Peak disciples had angered the public, making the Law Enforcement Hall have no peace every day.

But they didn't violate any sect rules. After all, the sect didn't have a rule that you couldn't take on missions row by row, right?

And Shi Song was a person who stuck to the rules. Since they didn't violate the sect rules, the Law Enforcement Hall couldn't do anything to them. That was why he was forced to have no choice but to find Hong Zun personally.

Having received a guarantee from Hong Zun, Shi Song returned to the main peak and found the Third Elder in charge of the Mission Hall.

"Junior Brother, it's already settled with Hong Zun, what about your Mission Hall?"

"Senior Brother, don't worry, I have already ordered people to increase the distribution of missions, there should be no problem."

Hearing this, Shi Song breathed a sigh of relief.

He had thought that the matter was settled like this. For the next few days, indeed, no Divine Sword Peak disciples came to take on missions row by row.

The Mission Hall also returned to normal. Not only the Mission Hall deacons, but even the disciples of various peaks breathed a sigh of relief.

However, within Divine Sword Peak, many disciples encountered other problems these days.

That was that their sect points were not enough.

Before, they cultivated desperately, wanting to improve their strength as quickly as possible. Techniques, pills, techniques, etc., were all exchanged desperately.

Almost all disciples had consumed all the sect points they had accumulated for years, or even decades, in just over a month.

And without sect points, cultivation naturally became extremely slow.

It was mealtime again. While eating, many disciples were discussing this matter.

"Senior Brother, how many sect points do you still have?"

"Sigh, I only have a little over a hundred points left."

"A little over a hundred points, that's only enough to exchange for a Yellow-grade technique."

"Yeah, I bought a lot of pills before, the cost was too high."

"This won't work. Without sect points, it's hard to move an inch in the sect."

"There's no way, I can only take on missions."

"Senior Brother means taking on more missions like before?"

"Are you stupid? The Peak Master has already strictly forbidden it. Divine Sword Peak disciples can take on at most three missions each time."

This was indeed Hong Zun's order. Ever since Shi Song came last time, it had been stipulated.

"Then what does Senior Brother mean?"

"We certainly can't be like Senior Sister Jin Min, but sect missions must be done. Otherwise, without sect points, cultivation will stagnate. Do you still want to eat in the future?"

"If you want to maintain rapid cultivation and ensure that you can grab a seat every time, sect points are indispensable. So you can only work hard and take on more missions."

"Except for cultivation and eating, all other time is used to take on missions. And in the process of completing missions, you must also ensure that you don't waste a single bit of time, strive to complete them as soon as possible, return to the sect as soon as possible, and continue to take on missions after eating."

This Senior Brother stated his thoughts truthfully, and immediately received the support of many disciples.

That's right, if you want to eat, you must become strong, and what do you need to become strong? Naturally, it's various resources.

And where do resources come from? That must be sect points.

So they have to work hard to complete more missions, so that they can support their cultivation.

Since they don't have the determination and courage of Senior Sister Jin Min and the others, they can only rely on diligence, not wasting a single bit of time to make themselves strong, even if it's mission time.

Diligence can make up for clumsiness.

Lying on the recliner to the side, listening to the discussion of the disciples, Ye Changqing didn't know if it was his illusion, but why did he feel a familiar temperament from these disciples?

He couldn't figure out what was going on after thinking about it. It wasn't until the mealtime ended and everyone left one after another that Ye Changqing finally remembered.

His face changed, and his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

"I said why it felt so familiar, isn't this me?"

Here, it refers to Ye Changqing in his previous life. In his previous life on Earth, he was an out-and-out "roll king" (someone who competes intensely).

How to say it, after failing the college entrance examination, Ye Changqing turned into a roll king.

Because his college entrance examination results were not good, Ye Changqing could only go to a chef school in his previous life. At that time, he knew he regretted it, but it was useless. He could only find a way to learn a craft.

During his studies, Ye Changqing often practiced tossing the pan himself, and his grades were always among the best, which forced his classmates to have to roll (compete) as well.

Later, when he entered society, he also often took the initiative to work overtime. The reason was very simple: just for that bit of overtime pay.

In the end, other chefs in the same restaurant had to roll as well.

Later, he opened his own restaurant. The restaurant next door closed at ten o'clock, but in order to get more business, Ye Changqing closed at twelve o'clock, which led to all the surrounding restaurants changing to overnight operations later, and the rolling was serious.

And the expressions of many disciples just now were exactly the same as Ye Changqing's in his previous life.

It's just that after crossing over, Ye Changqing really couldn't roll anymore. Now thinking about it, he also sighed with emotion.

"Won't something happen again?"

He always felt that these fellow disciples were going to make some trouble again.

Recently, even Ye Changqing himself noticed the resentment of disciples from other peaks toward Divine Sword Peak.

On the few occasions when he left Divine Sword Peak, when disciples from other peaks saw the Divine Sword Peak embroidery on Ye Changqing's chest, their eyes instantly became unkind.

It seemed like there was some deep hatred, which made Ye Changqing feel a bit guilty.

It was hard to be quiet for a few days under Hong Zun's strict order, is something going to happen again?

He felt fuzzy in his heart, but Ye Changqing couldn't control it. He could only leave Divine Sword Peak less in the future. He was afraid of being beaten to death by disciples from other peaks.

And the fact was, after mealtime, many Divine Sword Peak disciples swarmed onto the main peak.

Just when the Divine Sword Peak disciples entered the main peak, Shi Song, who was in charge of the Law Enforcement Hall, received the news.

There was no way, Divine Sword Peak was the key focus of the Law Enforcement Hall at the moment. One or two Divine Sword Peak disciples were already giving people a headache, but this time, damn it, ten thousand disciples actually came.

Hearing the report from his subordinates, Shi Song jumped up from his chair and said like a great enemy.

"What did you say?"

With a horrified expression, to this, the deacon could only have a bitter face and cry without tears.

"Hall Master, there are ten thousand Divine Sword Peak disciples who have gone to the main peak."

"Ten... ten thousand? What are they going to do? What exactly are they going to do?"

He said with a trembling voice. It had only been quiet for a few days, and ten thousand disciples swarmed onto the main peak at the same time. Is this Divine Sword Peak going to attack the main peak?