Chapter 61: All right, all right

Now seeing a Divine Sword Peak disciple, Shi Song felt a splitting headache, let alone tens of thousands of disciples gathering on the main peak.

After the shout, Shi Song immediately said to the steward before him.

"Why are you still standing there? Go, find out what they intend to do."

The urgent task is to find out why these Divine Sword Peak disciples have come to the main peak; at the same time, the Law Enforcement Hall is on full alert, ready to respond to any sudden incident.

Not only the Law Enforcement Hall and Shi Song, but the disciples of the various peaks who saw so many Divine Sword Peak disciples along the way also felt their scalps go numb.

"What is Divine Sword Peak up to again?"

"Come on, it's only been a few days of peace."

"I'm really exasperated; what on earth is Divine Sword Peak trying to do?"

Ignoring the crowd's chatter, the Divine Sword Peak disciples hurried up the mountain while discussing in small groups of three or five.

"You don't need to take on too many missions at once, and you can keep them as simple as possible, but speed must be fast—fast when traveling, fast when killing enemies, fast in everything."

"If quality won't do, we'll make up for it with quantity; even if a mission yields only ten sect points, completing ten, a hundred, or a thousand of them would still be a substantial income."

"Senior brother, rest assured, we understand."

"Good that you understand; remember, the only requirement is speed—everything must be fast."

Their minds were full of sect missions, and as the Divine Sword Peak disciples sprinted along, a batch of them was also intercepted by the Law Enforcement Hall steward.

Looking at this batch of Divine Sword Peak disciples before him, the steward's eyelids twitched, but he forced himself to ask.

"Why have so many of you from Divine Sword Peak come to the main peak?"

"Steward, you misunderstand; we are merely here to take on sect missions."

Faced with the steward's inquiry, these Divine Sword Peak disciples were quite courteous and hid nothing, speaking frankly.

But as soon as those words were spoken, the steward felt a sudden cold sweat break out.

Coming to take missions? Last time, just over a thousand Divine Sword Peak disciples had cleared out all the missions in the Mission Hall; now tens of thousands of Divine Sword Peak disciples...............

For a moment, the steward didn't dare to continue thinking about it.

Seeing the steward stunned, a Divine Sword Peak disciple spoke up.

"Steward, do you have anything else?"

"I............"

He opened his mouth but found he couldn't utter a word; what could he say? They were merely here to take on sect missions—at most there were more people, they hadn't violated sect rules, and the Law Enforcement Hall couldn't just act arbitrarily.

All he could do was watch helplessly as this batch of Divine Sword Peak disciples left, and this was only a small fraction of the many Divine Sword Peak disciples.

"We're doomed."

With a grim expression, he turned and left, needing to report this to the Hall Master as soon as possible.

Soon, inside the Law Enforcement Hall, Shi Song learned of this news and was completely stunned.

"Taking missions........... taking missions............ taking missions........ you're saying they went to the Mission Hall to take on sect missions?"

At first he muttered softly, but then he shouted angrily, his voice full of anger and frustration.

I had already come to an agreement with Hong Zun, so why did this happen?

His eyes blazing with fury, he flashed forward and personally rushed toward the Mission Hall.

They've rebelled—these Divine Sword Peak disciples have truly rebelled, completely disregarding this chief elder of mine.

Meanwhile, inside the Law Enforcement Hall, faced with a swarm of Divine Sword Peak disciples rushing in, the disciples of the various peaks and the Mission Hall steward were similarly stunned in place.

Then, as if realizing something, their faces suddenly changed drastically, and some couldn't help but roar.

"Again?"

"This is going too far!"

Just a few days ago this happened, and now it seems to be repeating, but this time the number of people is far greater than before.

"Is this another round of clearing out the Mission Hall?"

The steward in charge of registration had already put on a pained expression, as if he had foreseen that in the next second he would hear, 'I've taken this mission,' and so on.

But what no one expected was that, after the many Divine Sword Peak disciples charged into the Mission Hall,

they no longer lined up left and right to take missions as before; instead, each person took only three missions.

This actually let everyone breathe a sigh of relief.

As long as they weren't forming left‑right lines, it was fine.

The disciples felt relieved, as did the stewards, and Shi Song and the Third Elder who had rushed over in haste felt the same.

"It seems Hong Zun junior brother had indeed given instructions."

Watching the Divine Sword Peak disciples take missions in an orderly manner, with only a few each, it was normal—each person took just three missions—and the Third Elder secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

But Shi Song frowned over this.

I don't know why, but I just feel something is off—how could Divine Sword Peak be so obedient?

He couldn't pinpoint what was wrong, and since the Divine Sword Peak disciples were all behaving properly, there was nothing he could do.

"Are there enough missions left in the Mission Hall?"

Puzzled, he turned to ask the Third Elder, who, upon hearing this, confidently replied.

"If the Divine Sword Peak disciples continue to behave as they do now, there's no problem; the missions we've stockpiled are more than enough."

As long as Divine Sword Peak doesn't stir up trouble again and comes in orderly lines, the Mission Hall's mission load will be fine and can operate normally.

Hearing this, Shi Song relaxed a little; as long as the mission supply is guaranteed, there shouldn't be any major problems.

But the two of them didn't notice that, while the Divine Sword Peak disciples were indeed behaving properly, their speed might be a bit too fast.

Each Divine Sword Peak disciple entering the Mission Hall merely glanced at the formation light curtain at most twice, then picked three missions, registered them, and turned to leave.

On average, they completed the mission registration in less than ten breaths.

It was as if they didn't even look at the mission details.

At first no one noticed, but gradually, a disciple discovered something was off.

These Shénjiàn Fēng Dìzǐ seem a bit abnormal, right?

How are they not normal?

You see, they seem to have not even looked at the mission details at all, just glanced at the mission's star rating and the minimum cultivation requirement, then directly accepted the mission.

Upon hearing this, everyone began to pay attention to this point, and indeed it was true.

These Shénjiàn Fēng Dìzǐ basically don't care about the mission content at all, just give it a quick glance—how could they possibly understand anything from that?

Not even looking at the mission details and directly accepting it—this is just outrageous.

A bad premonition again welled up in their hearts, spreading, as if the matter wasn't as simple as it appeared on the surface.

But some disciples optimistically consoled themselves.

They each only took three missions; even if there's something fishy, it shouldn't be a big deal, right? It should be fine.

Right, as long as it's not like before, it'll be fine.

Upon hearing this, many disciples nodded repeatedly, while the Shénjiàn Fēng Dìzǐ turned a deaf ear; after accepting the missions, they didn't linger at all, strode out of the Faction: Mission Hall, and quickly left.