Chapter 1032: You guys really aren

Two old geezers exchanged a smile, constantly emitting a gee-gee strange laugh from their mouths.

This time Hong Zun really helped a lot, handing all those troublesome low-star missions over to those Heavenly Pride, and not having to pay anything at all—truly a case of getting something for nothing.

Not far away, some disciples and stewards, seeing the two constantly letting out gee-gee strange laughs, all had complex expressions.

After all, we are supposed to be a dignified Holy Land of the Human Race; if this gets out, where would we put the two faces of this Holy Land?

People came to take the Entry Sect Examination, but you all went and turned them into free labor.

This heart is truly black.

Having no idea what's going on inside, the many Heavenly Pride have already scattered and gone their separate ways.

The missions Hong Zun gave all share one common trait: they're far away.

Just the travel alone takes a considerable amount of time.

Like Qian Duoduo, holding a jade slip, he spent a full six days just to reach the so-called Li Family Village.

"What a godforsaken place—even the nearest city is three days away."

Qian Duoduo didn't care at all about spirit‑stone consumption on this trip; whenever there was a Teleportation Array, he used it.

Even so, the Teleportation Array nearest to Li Family Village was still a three‑day journey away, which left him utterly exasperated.

This mission looks simple, but just the travel made Qian Duoduo spend that much time.

After finally arriving at Li Family Village, when he saw the village chief and asked, Qian Duoduo froze on the spot.

"The village exists, but what you just said was..............."

"Cough cough, sorry, maybe I didn't make myself clear—it's like this: that evil spirit has indeed harmed many people, but we've had no clues up to now, so we still need to trouble the immortal to go out and search, to capture the evil spirit for us."

Huh???

Damn it, in Li Family Village we don't even know the type, rank, or traits of the evil spirit—how am I supposed to investigate?

Qian Duoduo stared dully at the old village chief before him, his heart full of complexity.

How could such a complicated task possibly be just a one‑star mission?

Moreover, the mission description didn't say it was enough just to take down those evil spirits—why do I now have to take full responsibility?

It must have been guessed what Qian Duoduo was thinking; the old village chief couldn't help but blush a little, feeling somewhat embarrassed as he spoke.

"Well, our village is really poor, so the reward is naturally a bit less; if the immortal doesn't mind, I still have two pieces of cured bacon at home—take them back as a little snack."

Huh???

Hearing that, Qian Duoduo dully shook his head: "Damn it, I'm a cultivator seeking longevity, I've come all this way to do a job for you, and you give me two pieces of cured bacon?"

Nevertheless, feeling helpless, Qian Duoduo could only nod and agree.

After all, this concerns my Entry Sect Examination; if I fail to complete the mission, I won't be able to join the Dao Yi Shengdi.

I still can't help but complain—what kind of situation is this Holy Land in, accepting any mission that comes along?

Qian Duoduo doesn't realize that, precisely because of this, the mission has been left gathering dust in the Mission Hall—so much that even a dog wouldn't glance at it.

If it weren't for this recruitment drive, with Hong Zun having thought up this scheme, the mission would probably still be lying in the Mission Hall, gathering dust.

"Alright, then could the old man tell me what happened?"

"There... is no course of events."

"No course of events at all?"

"No, by the time we discovered it, the people were already dead."

"What about other clues?"

"None either."

All right, there's nothing at all—just knowing someone died—Qian Duoduo became gloomy, and feeling helpless, he again asked if he could at least look at the corpse.

Hearing that, the village chief this time nodded; seeing this, Qian Duoduo felt a bit better, thinking he might find some clues on the body.

But when he followed the village chief to the hill behind the village and saw the several graves before him, Qian Duoduo froze.

"This...... won't be............"

"Yeah, the few who were harmed are all buried here—did the immortal see anything?"

Looking at those graves before him, Qian Duoduo couldn't help but want to curse.

"Damn it, I'm staring at these tombstones—what can I see? Are you messing with me?"

His gaze gloomy as he looked at the village chief, while the village chief wore an expectant expression as he spoke.

"Does the immortal need me to prepare anything? Should I set up an altar for divination?"

Heh.

This just made Qian Duoduo laugh in anger—setting up an altar for divination? I don't know how to do that; that's just a trick of an underworld swindler.

"No need—find someone and open the coffin to examine the corpse."

"Ah, we have to open the coffin?"

Now it's the village chief's turn to feel helpless—our villagers value burial and peace; the dead are already in the ground, and opening the coffin again would surely upset them.

Thinking of this, the village chief tentatively asked Qian Duoduo:

"Can't the immortal use some immortal arts? Like calculating heavenly secrets, a single word to decide fortune or misfortune?"

Hearing that, Qian Duoduo's eyelids twitched—still, calculating heavenly secrets? Do you think that's easy to figure out?

Not even me—if you summoned a sage, he probably couldn't figure out any heavenly secrets either.

Gritting his teeth, Qian Duoduo replied:

"I don't know how."

Seeing this, the village chief's gaze turned strange, clearly carrying a hint of scrutiny, as if saying, "Are you really an immortal? You can't even calculate heavenly secrets?"

But of course he didn't dare say those words out loud; the village chief could only respond with an awkward smile.

"The immortal has traveled far and endured hardship—why not rest awhile? Let me consult with the villagers and see what we should do."

Okay.

Hearing this, Qian Duo Duo suppressed his temper and said.

Soon, Qian Duo Duo was arranged to stay at the old village chief's house; meanwhile, the villagers all rushed to the Front Hall.

Looking at the old village chief on the main seat, he asked doubtfully.

Village Chief, why do we still need to open the coffin?

Yeah, didn't you say this time it was an immortal's doing?

Exactly, we've paid a considerable price this time.

I've given you my old hen.

And my pig, which I had saved for the New Year feast.

Village Chief, you couldn't have been tricked, could you? Is the visitor really an immortal?

Faced with the villagers' insistence, the old village chief also showed a helpless expression and said slowly.

This...... I'm not sure either; the visitor indeed doesn't look like an immortal, but since they've come, we should let them try.

But opening the coffin to examine the corpse— isn't that.............

Since it's come to this, I think we should give it a try; otherwise, wouldn't all that money we spent earlier have gone down the drain?

Alright then, after all, my family gave a pig.

And my family's chicken.

The villagers discussed, unaware that, with Qian Duo Duo's sharp hearing, even living next door, he would hear their words verbatim.

The corner of his mouth twitched wildly— really, not picky about food at all? Will take any task?

One pig, a few chickens— would even the Dao Yi Shengdi take such a task?