Chapter 835

At the top of the mission wall, there were missions marked in red. Compared to other missions, these missions were more difficult, and the rewards were greater.

There was a mission inside, and the reward was a place to visit the Martial Arts Circle Convention.

The Martial Arts Circle Convention was organized by the Huatian Palace, so the places to visit would naturally be distributed by the Huatian Palace. Other than the sects that were competing in the Martial Arts Circle Convention, it was not easy for the other ancient martial arts sects to get a place to visit.

Even those sects that were competing in the Martial Arts Circle Convention could only get ten places to visit. If they wanted to get more places, they could only think of ways to get them from the Huatian Palace.

The Martial Arts Circle Convention attracted every martial arts practitioner. Wan 'er and Wang Qian wanted to go to Dragon City even in their dreams.

However, they only glanced at the mission, and their expressions turned bitter. Their previous enthusiasm was instantly extinguished, as it was almost impossible for them to complete the mission.

The content of the mission was very simple: capture a serious criminal in the martial arts circle. The criminal was a Sect Grand Elder who had betrayed his sect in the martial arts circle. He had later stage Embryonic Breathing Realm cultivation. That person had committed crimes outside, so he was blacklisted by the Huatian Palace.

Later stage Embryonic Breathing Realm! Even the Five Tigers Sect Sect Leader would not be able to capture such a person, let alone the two of them.

Wan 'er and Wang Qian walked around the Mission Palace Hall and discovered that there were no missions that they could accept. After a while, the two of them looked as if they had been dealt a heavy blow.

Other than the Mission Palace Hall, the Huatian Palace also had an Redemption Palace Hall. The various ancient martial arts sects could use the method of bartering to obtain some good items from the Huatian Palace.

Mo Wen was also clear about this method of bartering. If it were him, he would definitely not barter with the Huatian Palace.

However, those ancient martial arts sects were different. Their abilities and horizons were limited. For example, although spiritual medicine was precious, ancient martial arts practitioners could not use spiritual medicine at all. It was worthless in their hands. It would be better to barter with the Huatian Palace for some useful items.

Almost all the spiritual medicine or other immortal cultivation materials that the ancient martial arts sects obtained would be taken out to barter with the Huatian Palace.

Wan 'er and Wang Qian were strolling excitedly. They walked here and there and looked around, like Granny Liu visiting the Grand View Garden. Mo Wen, on the other hand, found an excuse and walked out alone.

"Brother, who is in charge here?" Mo Wen asked a Huatian Palace Executor who was standing guard at the entrance of the Mission Palace Hall.

"What?" The Huatian Palace Executor clearly did not understand what Mo Wen meant.

"Who is the Chief Executor here?"

The heads of the Huatian Palace Branch Palace Halls were all called Chief Executors. Below the Chief Executor were the Deputy Chief Executors. Only then were the Executors of the various ranks.

"You are looking for our Chief Executor?" The Huatian Palace Executor looked at Mo Wen with a strange gaze. Someone had actually come to the Huatian Palace and wanted to look for the Chief Executor. Moreover, the person had even asked him, a mere half-star Executor.

"Little brother, did you take the wrong medicine? You want to look for our Chief Executor? "

The Executor said rudely. He looked at Mo Wen with a gaze full of contempt. The Huatian Palace Executors all had an air of arrogance. Even the lowest-ranking Executors felt that they were a cut above others. After all, serving in the Huatian Palace was a great honor in itself.

This immature brat actually wanted to look for their Chief Executor. Who did he think he was? Even the sect leaders of the large sects in the Taihang Mountains would not have an easy time meeting their Chief Executor, let alone such a young man.

"Oh, then what kind of person do you think is qualified to look for your Chief Executor?" Mo Wen was not angry. There was no need to bother with such a minor character.

"That person has to be at least at the level of the Baili Sect sect leader. You'd better save it. Little brother, don't waste my time here. Quickly go home and lie down to sleep. You might even be able to dream of our Chief Executor."

The Executor waved his hand in annoyance. It seemed that he was not happy just talking to Mo Wen.

"I'll give you one last chance now. Immediately go and look for your Chief Executor. Otherwise, don't regret it," Mo Wen said lightly.

"Are you trying to scare me? Do you think I'm scared? Do you want to die? "The Executor was instantly enraged. He did not even think about it as he brandished his fist, preparing to beat Mo Wen up.

He could not stand it. A young brat actually dared to threaten him. Although he was only a half-star Executor and his cultivation was only in the Soothing Pulse Realm, he had the name of the Huatian Palace behind him. Some sect elders treated him with respect. He had never been threatened by such a young brat before.

Mo Wen extended his hand and grabbed the Executor's fist. It was like a stabilizing force. His body did not move at all. The Executor's hand was grabbed by Mo Wen. He could not pull it away no matter how hard he tried. It was as though his hand had been locked.

"Are you sure you want to attack a Huatian Palace eight-star Executor?" Mo Wen coldly snorted. He slowly took out a ring. It was a silver ring with eight stars imprinted on it. It was beautiful.

The lowest rank in the Martial Arts Grandmaster Palace Hall was an eight-star Executor. After Mo Wen joined the Martial Arts Grandmaster Palace Hall, his rank had directly jumped to eight-star.

"An eight-star Executor! You're lying to me. " Upon hearing this, the Executor's expression changed slightly. This person had actually said that he was an eight-star Executor. It had indeed shocked him. However, he did not believe it at all. The chief executor of their branch palace hall was only a six-star Executor. How could a young man be an eight-star Executor?

An eight-star Executor. What kind of concept was that? The Executor did not even dare to think about it.

"Could it be that there is someone who dares to impersonate a member of the Huatian Palace?" Impersonating a Huatian Palace Executor was a serious crime. Once it was discovered, most people would be sentenced to death for betrayal. Hence, there were too few people who dared to impersonate a Huatian Palace Executor. Only those who were not afraid of death would dare to do it.

Upon hearing this, the Executor's body stiffened. Indeed, no one would dare to impersonate a member of the Huatian Palace. Even more so, no one would dare to impersonate a member of the Huatian Palace and come directly to the Huatian Palace.

Coming to the Huatian Palace to impersonate a member of the Huatian Palace, wouldn't one be tired of living?

"If you still don't inform your chief executor and delay my important matters, I can't say for sure whether you can keep your position as a half-star Executor of the Huatian Palace."

Mo Wen said plainly. At the same time, he released the Executor's hand.

"Please wait a moment. I can't look for the chief executor directly. I can only look for my person in charge …"

The more the Executor thought about it, the more afraid he became. It was impossible that anyone would dare to come to the Huatian Palace to swindle people. If this youth was not lying, then wouldn't he be tired of living? Even their chief executor could not afford to offend an eight-star Executor of the Huatian Palace, let alone him.

To be safe, the Executor did not dare to make things difficult for Mo Wen. He hurriedly turned around to look for his person in charge.

In a short while, a middle-aged man walked over. The middle-aged man was a two-star Executor of the Huatian Palace. His cultivation was in the Sea of Qi Realm. He was an average figure and held the role of a small leader in the branch palace hall.

The two-star Executor was not sure whether Mo Wen was truly an eight-star Executor. However, this matter was of great importance. The experienced middle-aged Executor directly brought Mo Wen to look for the chief executor. He was rather respectful along the way.

If the other party was truly an eight-star Executor, then his respectful attitude would certainly gain the other party's favor. If the other party was not an eight-star Executor and was purely lying to him, then it would not be too late for the Executor to fall out with him.

In a loft that looked like an office building, an elder sat in the loft. He was flipping through some documents in his hands. The speed at which he flipped through the pages was very fast. From time to time, he would use a pen to make comments. However, there were also many documents in front of him. He was very busy.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

"Who is it?" the elder asked as he put down his pen and lifted his head slightly.

"Lord Chief Executor, I am a two-star Executor, Yang Ming. I have something important to report." A respectful voice sounded from outside the door.

"Come in."

A middle-aged man walked into the room. It was the two-star Executor who had led the way for Mo Wen. He was about to speak when a bright light suddenly flashed in the elder's eyes. He looked outside the door and said, "So, another important guest has come to look for me. I wonder who is outside the door? Please come in."

The middle-aged man who had just opened his mouth shut in shock. He swallowed his saliva. He thought to himself that the chief executor was indeed the chief executor. Nothing could be hidden from him.

"I am Mo Wen. Sorry to disturb you."

A youth walked into the room. He was not old and looked to be in his early twenties. Children of ordinary families would have just grown up at this age. However, this youth's gaze was calm and steady. He had a maturity and steadiness that did not match a young person.

"What business do you have with me?" The elder did not care whether Mo Wen had the right to look for him or not. Since Mo Wen was already here, he would get straight to the point.

Mo Wen flicked his finger and a silver light flew towards the elder. The elder caught the silver light and glanced at it. His expression changed drastically.

That silver light was a silver ring. It was engraved with beautiful patterns, and the most eye-catching were the eight bright stars.

"The ring of an eight-star Executor!"

The elder's expression turned serious. He said to the middle-aged man beside him, "Yang Ming, you can leave first."

The middle-aged executor bowed and did not ask any more questions. He turned and walked out, closing the wooden door behind him. However, in his heart, he was extremely astonished. From the Chief Deacon's expression, he could tell that the ring was most likely not a fake.

"How should I address you, little brother? I am Huatian Palace's six-star executor, Lu Chuan. Come, sit here. "

The elder stood up in the room and saluted Mo Wen with his fists. Regardless of whether it was in terms of strength or status, an eight-star butler was above him.

"I am Mo Wen. I have come to look for Executor Lu with a request." As a member of the Martial Arts Grandmaster Palace Hall, Mo Wen had some authority to mobilize the power of some of the branch palaces. If he encountered any problems, he could directly stay in a branch palace. Even the chief executors of the branch palaces had to listen to his orders.

However, Mo Wen did not say what he wanted Lu Chuan to do. Instead, he said it very humbly. This kind of attitude naturally made others feel good about him.

"So, you are the young hero Mo Wen who has just joined the Martial Arts Grandmaster Palace Hall. It is a pleasure to meet you. It is a great honor to be able to meet a genius like you," Lu Chuan said with a laugh.

Lu Chuan laughed. He had been wondering when the Huatian Palace had produced such a young Eight stars Executor. It turned out that this young man was Mo Wen.

As the chief executor of a branch palace hall, there were too many things that he needed to understand. He knew almost all of the higher-ups in the Huatian Palace. Mo Wen had become famous in the Huatian Palace recently. It was impossible for him not to know about him. (To be continued.)