Xiao Chen accepted a total of ten missions, mainly because of the sect rules. Core disciples had to complete three missions every month.
Aside from the four Rank 1 missions, the rest were all Rank 7 missions.
As Xiao Chen held the mission card, he carefully analyzed each mission for a long time, forming a plan in his heart.
He had only two months. Many of the ten missions clashed with each other. One was in the south, and the other was in the north. Even if he could use transportation formations, it would take a long time.
After thinking for a while, Xiao Chen decided to hire someone to complete the six Rank 7 missions.
If he had time, he would definitely do it himself. However, the rewards of these Rank 7 missions could not compare to the time required.
Xiao Chen felt that the losses outweighed the gains. He could only pay for the Primeval Heavenly Pills himself and hire cultivators outside to do it.
This was simple. The Divine Dragon Empire definitely did not have only cultivators in the sects. There were many other factions.
Spending some Primeval Heavenly Pills would cause many factions to fight over these missions.
As for the remaining four Rank 1 missions, the order in which they were completed was also very important.
"I should go and deal with this Demonic Dao cultivator first. To think that he dares to use the blood and souls of Dragon Race cultivators to cultivate a Demonic Dao Cultivation Technique and refine a ghost pennant. This is simply unforgivable."
Rage flashed in Xiao Chen's heart. He always felt that the current Demonic Dao sects and cultivators had reached an extreme.
This kind of extreme was very terrifying. If left unchecked, not only would they destroy themselves, but they would also destroy the foundation of the entire world.
For the sake of strength, they would do anything.
They would even lay their hands on ordinary people, even doing something as heartless as using the souls of infants.
In comparison, although the Righteous Dao sects had many hypocrites and people who killed and robbed, they rarely made a move on ordinary people.
It was even more impossible for them to make a move on infants or pregnant women.
When Demonic Dao cultivators reached the Holy Venerate Realm, they would be known as Demonic Venerates. Xiao Chen's target this time was known as Demonic Venerate Mu Yun.
The Divine Dragon Empire had seven provinces, each with one hundred counties. Each county was as large as First Senior Sister's. The Red Dragon Race governed Yunyang Province.
In the Yunyang State, there was a huge desert called the Violent Flame Desert.
This desert was unusually hot. It was an excellent experiential training ground for fire-attributed Dragon Race cultivators.
Most of the Red Dragons were fire-elemental and had fiery temperaments. A person's temper was like an unstable dynamite. When they were angry, they would explode with a loud bang, causing people to feel extremely terrified.
The blazing light from the blazing sun was a natural treat for the Red Dragon Race cultivators.
Just staying in the desert for a day would benefit them immensely.
The Red Dragon Palace disciples frequently roamed Violent Flame Desert, hunting ferocious beasts, searching for fortuitous encounters, and practicing Cultivation Techniques. The place was extraordinarily bustling.
However, right now, the lively atmosphere of the Violent Flame Desert was filled with grief and anger.
Three months ago, Devil Sovereign Mo Yun suddenly appeared in this desert and started a massacre.
Hundreds of the Red Dragon Palace disciples had already fallen victim to Xiao Chen. Their blood was drained, and their corpses laid out in the desert. They looked like dried corpses, dying miserable deaths.
The most hateful thing was that this Demonic Venerate Mu Yun was extremely arrogant. He purposely laid a trap and lured out several core disciples.
After killing a Holy Venerate of the Red Dragon Race, who had gotten careless, Xiao Chen's strength soared in the past three months, becoming increasingly terrifying.
While in Violent Flame Desert, Xiao Chen looked at the intelligence reports and calmly analyzed the situation.
The Red Dragon Race possessed the Divine Dragon bloodline. After advancing to Holy Venerate, the power of their bloodline had already developed significantly. Xiao Chen was not an ordinary Holy Venerate. For Demonic Venerate Mu Yun to be able to kill several core disciples, he definitely had a trump card that no one knew about.
"The most recent murder happened seven days ago. To think that this fellow still has not left. He must have cultivated a Demonic Dao Cultivation Technique or a ghost pennant to a critical juncture. Once he breaks through, he will be even more horrifying and difficult to deal with. "
Xiao Chen frowned slightly. He could no longer analyze Demonic Venerate Mu Yun's strength based on the intelligence reports from three months ago.
This mission was somewhat thorny.
However, thorny was interesting. If it were ordinary, there would not be any challenge.
Let me see how strong this Demonic Venerate Mu Yun is.
"Let's go and meet up with the others first."
The Dragon's Gate distributed this mission to the seven outer palaces. Someone from each outer palace could go and accept it.
Of course, only one person could complete the mission. Whoever obtained Demonic Venerate Mu Yun's head would complete the mission and obtain the reward.
One could communicate with others through the mission card. One could hear the voices of the other people accepting the mission and obtain information.
Three days later.
In the depths of Violent Flame Desert, six Dragon Race cultivators gathered on a sand dune.
Among them, there were three from the Red Dragon Palace. Based on their attire, Xiao Chen could determine that the other three were from the Blue Dragon Palace, the Silver Dragon Palace, and the White Dragon Palace.
Of the seven outer palaces, aside from the Golden Dragon Palace and the Green Dragon Palace, everyone accepted the mission.
Although it was a Rank 1 mission, it was not guaranteed that someone would accept it. It was normal that no one from the two Dragon Palaces had accepted it.
"Only one person can take on this mission. To think that your Red Dragon Palace sent out three people. It looks like you are truly angry."
The youth in the Blue Dragon Palace's uniform said as he looked at the Red Dragon Race trio.
"It doesn't matter. It's fine as long as they die at the hands of our Red Dragon Clan."
The leader of the Red Dragon Clan was a muscular young man in a white robe with flame patterns on it.
His voice was filled with suppressed rage.
This mission was a humiliation to the Red Dragon Palace. The Red Dragon Palace did not intend to get the Dragon's Gate's help at all, wanting to kill Demonic Venerate Mu Yun on their own.
However, after the upper echelon of Ancestor Dragon City's Dragon's Gate evaluated Demonic Venerate Mu Yun's strength, they still sent the mission to the seven outer palaces.
"If we run into Demonic Venerate Mu Yun, we can just attack him ourselves. After we kill him, we do not need Mu Yun's head," the leader of the Red Dragon Clan cultivators said seriously.
Rage flashed in the eyes of the Red Dragon Palace's leader as he said sullenly.
The three core disciples of the Blue Dragon Palace, the Silver Dragon Palace, and the White Dragon Palace exchanged glances, feeling helpless.
The Red Dragon Race seemed to be xenophobic. Their words did not sound very pleasant.
The core disciples of the six outer palaces all had their own pride as they possessed the Divine Dragon bloodline.
"Murong Yan, aren't your words a little overboard? Although you are hailed as an unparalleled genius of the Red Dragon Palace, there is no need to look down on us like that, right?"
The Silver Dragon Race core disciple, Yun Tianhe, said indifferently with a slight frown.
"If you feel that we are going overboard, you can leave now. The Red Dragon Race does not need your help. The three of us will give you the reward for the mission. We will not let you make this trip for nothing. "
Murong Yan did not appreciate the offer at all. His tone was filled with hostility.
The Blue Dragon Race core disciple smiled bitterly and shook his head slightly. Then, he patted Yun Tianhe's shoulder to stop him from continuing.
"Changfeng, on account of you, I will not lower myself to his level." The rage in Yun Tianhe's eyes had yet to fade. Murong Yan's words were simply too overbearing.
However, the Red Dragon bloodline was extremely hot-tempered.
If they continued arguing, they would definitely end up fighting.
"Someone is coming."
Just at this moment, the only woman in the team, the young woman from the White Dragon Palace, raised her head slightly and looked into the distance.
The others also sensed someone flying over from the mission cards.
"I wonder if it is from the Golden Dragon Palace or the Green Dragon Palace."
"If it is a Golden Dragon Palace core disciple, then this mission is in the bag. If it is a Green Dragon Palace core disciple, that is fine. At the very least, there is no need to worry about injuries or the corrosion of the Demonic Qi."
The three discussed softly. As they spoke, they felt interested in this final person.
However, as that figure approached, the expressions of the three Red Dragon Race cultivators turned increasingly unsightly.
Yun Tianhe and the other two also showed strange expressions, feeling somewhat flabbergasted.
"Damn! This is never-ending. It is one thing for the people of the Blue Dragon Palace, the Silver Dragon Palace, and the White Dragon Palace. Now, even a mixed-blood dragon is here to join in the fun. What do they take our Red Dragon Palace for?! "
Murong Yan's rage completely erupted. "Boom!" A terrifying, scorching aura burst forth.
Murong Yan's figure flashed as he turned into a flame and charged out, moving as fast as a meteor.
"Whoosh!"
The Blue Dragon Palace core disciple frowned slightly. He leaped up and blocked Murong Yan at the critical moment.
"Situ Changfeng, what are you trying to do?"
Murong Yan showed an irritable expression on his face. Clearly, he was in a rage.
Situ Changfeng's expression remained calm as he said in an amiable manner, "Murong Yan, no matter what, one more person means one more force. Why the need to reject him like this? There is no need — "
"Humph! The two of you, tell that mixed-blood dragon to scram. If he does not, blast him out."
Before Situ Changfeng could finish speaking, Murong Yan snorted coldly and got the other two Red Dragon Race core disciples to chase away Xiao Chen.
Situ Changfeng sighed and decisively turned around to meet up with Xiao Chen.
"Situ Changfeng, stay here and mind your own business!"
However, Murong Yan did not give Situ Changfeng this opportunity. He directly punched at the turning Situ Changfeng.
When Murong Yan punched, intense flames surged into the sky. A boundless sea of fire burned behind him. The boundless mysterious phenomenon of fire looked as terrifying as lava from hell.
Although Situ Changfeng wanted to, he could not. He could only turn around and fight, delayed by Murong Yan.
"I'm afraid this person is going to be unlucky."
The Silver Dragon Palace's Yun Tianhe looked at the distant Xiao Chen and said indifferently to the young White Dragon Race girl.
The two of them did not want to interfere in this matter. A mixed-blood dragon was not worth their time.
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