Chapter 62: I am very busy

Without any stay, they came and went in a hurry. In less than half an hour, ten thousand Divine Sword Peak disciples disappeared from the Mission Hall. What was left behind was the array light screen that was more than half empty.

"I... I go to your mother's, it's empty again."

"Is this a group of bandits?"

Watching the low-star missions being taken away directly, leaving only high-level missions like four-star and five-star, disciples from various peaks broke their defenses again.

This is simply locusts passing through.

Shi Song, who had been watching this scene secretly, also gritted his teeth. Divine Sword Peak had once again cleared the missions in the Mission Hall.

The Third Elder on the side was very calm.

"Don't worry, I have arrangements."

As these words fell from the Third Elder, soon, a batch of low-star missions was updated on the array light screen, which allowed the disciples of various peaks to return to calm.

"It is very normal for so many Divine Sword Peak disciples to come to take on missions at the same time, so Senior Brother doesn't have to worry."

He comforted Shi Song. Hearing this, Shi Song's brows relaxed, and he said.

"Mm, then I will trouble Junior Brother."

"Don't worry, as long as the Divine Sword Peak disciples are orderly, the Mission Hall will be fine."

"That's good."

Seeing that the matter was over, Shi Song also left the Mission Hall, silently praying in his heart, hoping that he was thinking too much.

And the disciples of Divine Sword Peak who received the missions had now arrived at the Dao One Sect's horse farm one after another.

All the horses of the Dao One Sect were raised here. Of course, these horses were not ordinary horses. The lowest level were semi-demon existences, and the high-level ones even had demon horses in the Profound Demon Realm.

The disciples chose suitable horses according to their actual situation.

Swarming in so many disciples at once, the deacon responsible for the horse farm was also stunned.

"What are you..."

"Rent a horse, trouble the deacon for a Black Scale Horse."

"I want a Dragon Horse."

"A Dragon Horse here too."

"And me."

"A Wind Chaser here."

"A Lightning Chaser here."

Many disciples chose one horse after another. Soon, more than half of the low-level horses in the horse farm were gone, and almost all that remained were high-level horses.

"Fellow disciples, remember our goal, be fast."

"Senior Brother, don't worry."

"Good, then see you in the sect."

"Good."

At the entrance of the horse farm, it was pitch black. The Divine Sword Peak disciples riding demon horses of various levels said goodbye to each other, and soon scattered and left the sect in different directions.

And the horse farm deacon who witnessed the whole process was still confused.

"Why are there so many disciples going out today?"

The demon horses raised in the Dao One Sect horse farm were mainly provided for the Dao One Sect disciples to go out.

Demon horses were very fast, but renting horses required sect points, and the price difference was huge according to the level of the demon horses.

Low-level horses were okay, but high-level horses were not something ordinary disciples could afford to rent. Even if they had these sect points, no one would waste them in this place. Wouldn't it be better to keep them to exchange for pills and techniques?

Not long after the Divine Sword Peak disciples left, disciples from other peaks came one after another.

Some of them had things to do to leave the sect, some were completing missions, and some had other things.

But when they came to the horse farm and saw it, they were directly stunned.

In this large horse farm, there were only two or three scattered low-level demon horses left.

"Damn, was this horse farm robbed?"

Before coming to the horse farm, demon horses could be seen everywhere, but now half of them were gone.

It was simply absurd, but after the shock, these disciples still rented horses and left the sect.

Next, every batch of disciples who came to the horse farm would be shocked by this scene.

And as time passed, the demon horses in the horse farm became fewer and fewer. In the end, all the low-level demon horses were gone.

When other disciples came again, looking at the empty low-level demon horse area, their scalps were numb.

"Damn, where are the horses? Where are so many horses?"

Instantly, there was a feeling of being fucked. The missions were taken, and the horses were gone.

After asking the deacon, they learned that the low-level demon horses had all been rented out, and now there were only high-level demon horses.

But when they asked about the price, the expressions of these disciples instantly became dull. They couldn't afford it at all. Not to mention whether the sect points were enough, even if they were, it was very difficult for their cultivation to control high-level demon horses.

Looking at the uncertain expressions of several disciples, the deacon was also helpless.

"Why don't you wait for a day? Tomorrow, disciples may return, and then low-level demon horses will be available."

"It can only be so."

Sighing helplessly, several people turned and returned to the sect, wasting a day in vain, feeling extremely depressed.

Later, other disciples arrived, but almost all of them returned in disappointment. Without demon horses, they couldn't run, right?

Except for a small number of disciples who raised demon beasts themselves, other disciples could only return helplessly, waiting for the demon horses to be available tomorrow before setting off.

The matter of the horse farm did not attract attention. Everyone thought it was just a coincidence.

And on Divine Sword Peak, there were significantly fewer people for this dinner. Many disciples finally ate the kitchen food they had been thinking about, and they were all very happy.

However, after eating, many disciples quickly went to the main peak to take on missions.

This food was too delicious, and they didn't want to be unable to eat it in the future, so they had to start cultivating with all their might now.

In the main peak at night, another wave of Divine Sword Peak disciples arrived. Although the number was much smaller, it still made the Mission Hall deacon feel terrified.

Fortunately, these disciples were very orderly, each with three missions, never taking more.

The only trouble was that there were no low-level demon horses in the horse farm.

Regarding this, the Divine Sword Peak disciples discussed and simply went to Sanyuan City to rent horses.

This night, Divine Sword Peak became very quiet. More than 80% of the disciples went out to perform missions.

Suddenly so quiet, it made people feel a bit unaccustomed.

And outside the Dao One Sect, many Divine Sword Peak disciples were galloping on horseback in the night without fatigue.

Galloping all the way to the mission location, although it was late at night, this Divine Sword Peak outer sect disciple did not rest at all and came directly to the squire's house in the town.

"I am a disciple of the Dao One Sect, tell me the situation."

Looking at the Dao One Sect disciple who arrived in the middle of the night, the squire who had already fallen asleep still received him warmly.

Just seeing his anxious look, the squire was curious.

"Immortal Master, look, it's not early now, why don't we..."

"No need, I am very busy, you just tell me the matter."

Regarding this, although the squire was confused, he still told the situation of the evil spirits in the town truthfully.

Hearing this, the disciple thought for a moment, thought of a way to lure the snake out of the hole, and directly ordered the squire to arrange manpower.

There was no intention to rest at all. In the end, the evil spirit was successfully lured out and killed.

Completing the mission, the disciple turned over and got on the horse, looked at the sky, and muttered secretly.

"There should be time to eat breakfast, right?"

This disciple completed the three missions he had taken on in less than a day, and then disappeared into the night under the complex gaze of the squire and others, rushing back to the Dao One Sect.

From entering the small town to killing the evil spirit, the time spent before and after was only a cup of tea.

From entering the small town to slaying the evil spirit, the total time spent was no more than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.