Chapter 456: Real-World Mission, Winds and Clouds Surging

Zhu Bajie and Ao Yulie sat in a restaurant.

Besides the food, a third-stage Rubik's Cube sat on the table.

"Why so many dishes? Could they tell we're actually monks?"

"This meat is too salty."

"What few stars? Wouldn't have come out if I'd known."

The two ate while complaining.

After traveling domestically for a while and collecting some delicacies, the two felt they should try some foreign cuisine.

If they really tried to sweep up all domestic food first, they probably wouldn't make it out of the country for years.

So they went abroad, then found the taste truly indescribable.

Of course, not everything was bad — there was good and bad.

"Let's go back in a couple days," Ao Yulie said.

"Sure, back in a couple days," Zhu Bajie nodded. A fragrant breeze brushed past them, pausing at Ao Yulie's side to leave a small note.

Leaving a gracefully departing back view.

"Holy shit!"

Ao Yulie cursed softly, nearly crushing the knife in his hand.

"Hehe." Zhu Bajie laughed openly, full of malice.

This was the fifth note Ao Yulie had received these past days — proof enough of Young Master Jade Dragon's extraordinary charm.

But the problem was, four out of five notes were from men!

The one who just walked past was a man too!

"Should've known not to come to this lousy place," Ao Yulie said. This was the hometown, the birthplace of the Gazing at Stars Sect.

The two came out of boredom to see the sights; the result was mediocre food but quite flirtatious people.

"Then let's go back tomorrow," Zhu Bajie said.

They came on a whim and left when the interest faded — in ancient times this was called the demeanor of a scholar.

Translating: rich and idle.

"Fine. Speaking of which, all this stuff is actually enough for slow random draws," Ao Yulie said. They were really just eating for the taste.

Not because they actually wanted to fill their stomachs.

Zhu Bajie nodded: "Hm?"

His not-large eyes suddenly narrowed: "What's going on?"

Ao Yulie also froze: "Don't know. I've never encountered this before. Actually I've been a temp for a long time, doing all kinds of unpaid work with no rewards, until I got made permanent alongside you."

"Ask Master," Zhu Bajie said. Both entered the Gray Mist simultaneously.

Just now, when they said they planned to return.

A message surfaced in their minds: Find and obtain the Blood of Corruption.

Besides this simple message, there was unexpectedly a guidance, a pointer, giving them the approximate location of the Blood of Corruption.

Although this location was truly very approximate, it was still a situation that had never appeared before.

Damn it, the God-Demon Game actually has "quest markers" now?!

Moreover...

Not long after the two entered the Gray Mist, gray mist surged and Tang Luo appeared.

"Master!"

"Master!"

"First time for me too." Tang Luo knew what they wanted to ask and spoke directly. "Never encountered this before."

The God-Demon Game issuing missions is normal, but Tang Luo had experienced thirteen missions — first time encountering a mission issued in the real world without entering a "mission world."

And it's only been half a month since his last mission completion.

You should know, Tang Luo's mission frequency is very high. Even now past ten missions, the frequency stays at once every two to three months.

But no matter how high the frequency, it's impossible for another mission to come just half a month after completing one.

"Shouldn't be just issued to us, right?" Ao Yulie said.

"I'll check." Tang Luo vanished from the Gray Mist, pulled out his phone and looked.

His several Enlightenment Trading groups were extraordinarily lively, messages flowing like water.

Already completely flooded the screen.

Not just Tang Luo's group — these God-Demon Walkers all suddenly received this mission too.

Including several who had just come out of mission worlds and hadn't even had time to drink a sip of water.

Everyone's reactions proved this was the first time such a situation had appeared.

Real-world mission!

Never appeared before — a mission directly in the real world.

And the mission scope is so large, not limited to just a few God-Demon Walkers. It's very likely all God-Demon Walkers received this mission.

Blood of Corruption — what is that thing?

Worth the gods and demons making such a huge mobilization?

"Not just Huaxia. God-Demon Walkers in other places received the mission too. Everyone says it's their first time." Soon the phone rang. Tang Luo answered; Kong Ming's voice came through.

"Looks like something big happened." Tang Luo said. "What is the Blood of Corruption?"

"Don't know. Never heard of it." Kong Ming said. "What's your plan?"

"Where's the approximate location?" Tang Luo asked. Obviously, he wouldn't miss something this big.

Not just Tang Luo — one could say any Shenmo Walker confident in their own strength would not miss this.

Whatever the case, they have to go take a look, see what the situation actually is.

"It should be in the Bei'ou area," Kong Ming said.

"Then we'll meet there when the time comes." Tang Luo smiled.

Great wind rises, clouds soar?

The Shenmo Game, which has never revealed any trace of itself and is extraordinarily mysterious, is finally about to reveal the tip of the iceberg?

Re-entering the Gray Mist, Zhu Bajie and Ao Yulie were still waiting.

"It should be a reality mission issued to all Shenmo Walkers; everyone else is encountering this for the first time too," Tang Luo said.

Since Kong Ming said it was the first time, that proved Chi Jing Daoren and Jiang Shang were the same.

With a sudden major event like this, those two venerable seniors definitely couldn't remain as steady as Mount Tai either.

Kong Ming had definitely contacted the two of them.

This mission, one could say, stirred all Shenmo Walkers; even reclusive "old monsters" like Chi Jing Daoren, who represent the peak combat power of Shenmo Walkers, would probably show up then.

"You guys go on ahead; Kong Ming pinpointed the general location in Bei'ou," Tang Luo said.

"So close." Ao Yulie and the other left the Gray Mist, settled the bill leisurely, walked out of the restaurant, and headed in the direction they sensed.

Nothing to rush about.

This mission obviously wasn't that simple; if it were that simple it wouldn't have been issued to all Shenmo Walkers as a reality mission.

In an instant, within the unknown "inner world," gazes converged on a certain location in Bei'ou.

There lay unknown "Corrupt Blood," and perhaps even deeper secrets.

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Airport.

On the plane that had not yet taken off, a group of people entered one after another, their faces carrying a trace of gravity, and also excitement.

Walk-Close-to-Science's efficiency was high; shortly after the mission was issued, they immediately chartered a special flight to the destination.

On the plane were Qin Menglan, Tang Yuhan, and the others.

Tang Yuhan did have her own private jet, but mobilizing various routes was obviously not a simple matter.

Still, Walk-Close-to-Science's official power was comparatively stronger.

"Elder Zhao."

"Elder Zhao."

As an old man with a full head of white hair, advanced in years, imposing without anger boarded the plane, a group of Shenmo Walkers all stood up to greet him.

Zhao Hongmiao, the founder of Walk-Close-to-Science, and also the helmsman of this great ship, the captain.

However, Zhao Hongmiao adopted a relatively free approach, governing by non-action.

Therefore he did not show his face often, "living in seclusion and rarely going out."

But anyone who truly entered Walk-Close-to-Science, rather than those peripheral Shenmo Walkers, all knew just how high Zhao Hongmiao's status and importance were.

He might not be the strongest in Walk-Close-to-Science — after all, cases of a Shenmo Walker soaring sky-high after a single mission were not unheard of.

But Zhao Hongmiao was absolutely the most important one, bar none.

Even the Blood Queen Tang Yuhan stood up to greet him, a faint smile on her face.

"Everyone sit," Zhao Hongmiao said. "This mission is no small matter; it may even concern the future structure of the entire world. Everyone be careful."

His perspective was at the height of the world structure.

It made some Shenmo Walkers who were still thinking of waiting to see, of gaining an advantage, instantly feel considerable pressure.

"To tell the truth, I actually don't recommend everyone go," Zhao Hongmiao said.

To speak of this mission, for Walk-Close-to-Science to turn out in full force would be an exaggeration, but at least sixty percent of members would go over there.

The means of going weren't limited to just this one plane either.

If these people encountered any mishap in this mission and suffered heavy losses, Walk-Close-to-Science could announce its dissolution on the spot.

Zhao Hongmiao, seasoned and steady, felt it necessary to preserve some viable strength, also serving as garrison for the "headquarters."

But this was a mission after all; he could only advise, not actually order some Shenmo Walkers: you are not allowed to go, stay here and hold the fort.

"Prepare for takeoff; time's almost up," Zhao Hongmiao said to the crew.

"That, has Master Xuanzang not arrived yet?" someone spoke up — it was Qin Menglan.

"Right!"

"Master Xuanzang hasn't come; Elder Zhao, wait a moment."

Someone immediately chimed in agreement.

Master Xuanzang holds compassion in his heart, performs consecration to save people; with him along, the safety factor increases by more than a little.

"Will he go together?" Zhao Hongmiao looked at Qin Menglan and asked.

"I've told him about it…"

"Sorry, I'm late." Just as the words fell, Tang Luo walked in.

Zhao Hongmiao turned his head, looking at this white-haired man he had never seen before yet found quite "familiar," extended his hand and said with a smile: "Not late. Long have I heard of Master Xuanzang's name; seeing you today, you are indeed extraordinary."

Quite a few people showed a hint of surprise.

Elder Zhao's attitude is out of the ordinary.

Everyone knows Master Xuanzang's name well; quite a few are still members of his consecration trading group.

But this clearly isn't enough to make Zhao Hongmiao adopt such a posture; Master Xuanzang must have secrets unknown to everyone.

Only then would Zhao Hongmiao assume such a posture.

"Hello, hello." Tang Luo extended his hand, hesitating for a moment.

"So, this person is..."

"Heh." Zhao Hongmiao chuckled, introducing himself, "My name is Zhao Hongmiao."

Hearing this, everyone's faces revealed strange expressions one after another; after all that fuss, Master Xuanzang actually doesn't know Zhao Hongmiao?

How to put it, he barely counts as working under them, yet he doesn't even recognize his "direct superior" — he's quite a character.

Of course, Zhao Hongmiao himself doesn't mind at all, so naturally no one would jump out to gossip.

The two took their seats, and the plane soon took off, soaring into the clouds.

"This trip will still have to rely heavily on Master Xuanzang." Zhao Hongmiao, sitting next to Tang Luo, said.

"Mm." Tang Luo nodded; he chose to go along, naturally also harboring the thought of helping where he could, saving some people, and earning merit power.

One must know, Beiou is not their Eastern Gods and Demons' turf.

This trip is fighting on away ground; the risk is not small.