At the top of the Mission Wall were some missions marked in red. Compared to other missions, these missions were more difficult and had greater rewards.
One of the missions was a place to visit the Martial Arts Circle Convention.
The Martial Arts Circle Convention was organized by the Huatian Palace. The places to visit were naturally given out by the Huatian Palace. Other than the sects that were competing for the Martial Arts Circle Convention, it was not easy for the other ancient martial arts sects to get a place to visit.
Even the sects that were competing for the Martial Arts Circle Convention could only get ten places to visit. If they wanted more places, they could only think of a way to get them from the Huatian Palace.
The Martial Arts Circle Convention attracted everyone in the martial arts circle. Wan 'er and Wang Qian dreamed of going to Dragon City.
However, they only glanced at the mission and their expressions turned bitter. Their previous enthusiasm was instantly extinguished because it was almost impossible for them to complete the mission.
The mission was very simple: capture a serious criminal in the martial arts circle. The criminal was a sect grand elder in the martial arts circle who had betrayed his sect. 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 them.
Wan 'er and Wang Qian walked around the Mission Palace Hall and realized 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 exchange for some good items from the Huatian Palace.
Mo Wen knew that if it were him, he would definitely not exchange with the Huatian Palace.
However, the 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 was better to exchange for some useful items with the Huatian Palace.
Almost all the spiritual medicine or other immortal cultivation materials that the ancient martial arts sects obtained would be taken out to exchange 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 found an excuse and walked out alone.
"Brother, who is in charge here?" Mo Wen found a Huatian Palace executor guarding the door of the palace hall and asked him.
"What?" The Huatian Palace executor clearly did not understand what Mo Wen meant.
"Who is your chief deacon here?"
The leaders of these Huatian Palace Branch Palace Halls were all called Chief Executors. Below the Chief Executors were the Deputy Chief Executors. Only then were the Executors of the various ranks.
"You're looking for our Chief Deacon?" The Huatian Palace executor looked at Mo Wen with a strange gaze. Someone had actually come to the Huatian Palace and asked 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 think you can find our Chief Deacon? "
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 itself was a great honor.
This immature brat actually wanted to find their Chief Deacon. Who did he think he was? Not to mention a young man like him, even the Patriarchs of the major sects in the Taihang Mountains would have a hard time meeting their Chief Deacon.
"Oh, then what kind of person do you think is qualified to find your Chief Deacon?" Mo Wen was not angry. There was no need to bother with such a small fry.
"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. Hurry 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 unhappy to talk to Mo Wen any longer.
"I'll give you one last chance now. Immediately go and find your Chief Deacon. Otherwise, don't regret it," Mo Wen said lightly.
"Are you trying to scare me? Do you think I'm scared? Are you looking for death? "The Executor was instantly enraged. He did not even think before waving 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. Eight stars were 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! Are you trying to fool 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 Deacon 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 pretend to be a member of the Huatian Palace?" Pretending to be 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 pretend to be 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 pretend to be a member of the Huatian Palace. Even more so, no one would dare to pretend to be a member of the Huatian Palace and come directly to the Huatian Palace.
Coming to the Huatian Palace and pretending to be a member of the Huatian Palace, wouldn't they be tired of living?
"If you still do not inform your Chief Deacon and delay my important matters, I cannot say whether you can keep your position as a Huatian Palace half-star Executor," Mo Wen said lightly.
At the same time, he let go of the Executor's hand.
"Please wait for a moment. I cannot go to the Chief Deacon directly. I can only go to 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 and lie. If this youth was not lying, then wouldn't he be tired of living? Even their Chief Deacon 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 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 could not be 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 Deacon. 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 held some documents in his hands and was flipping through them. The speed at which he flipped through them was very fast. Occasionally, 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.
"Chief Deacon, I am a two-star Executor, Yang Ming. I have an important matter 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 the elder's eyes suddenly flashed. 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 it in shock. He swallowed his saliva and thought to himself that the Chief Deacon was indeed the Chief Deacon. Nothing could be hidden from him.
"I am Mo Wen. Sorry to disturb you."
A youth walked into the room. He was not old, looking to be in his early twenties. Children of ordinary families had just grown up at this age. However, this youth's gaze was calm. He had a maturity and steadiness that did not match that of 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 suddenly changed.
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, he was extremely shocked. 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. "
Inside the room, the elder stood up 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 spoke very humbly. This 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. Nice to meet you. It is a great honor to be able to meet a genius like you," Lu Chuan said with a laugh.
He had been wondering when the Huatian Palace had produced such a young eight-star 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.)
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