Nobody wants to die. Even if they are hopeless, they are still unwilling to give up.
Therefore, when he heard there was a recipe that could lift the curse, Ling Xian was energized.
Whether or not the recipe was real, it was hope. Hope that he had to hold onto!
Ling Xian looked at Shen Yue in a serious manner, "Dare I ask, has anyone completed this mission?"
"Never."
Shen Yue shook his head and exclaimed, "This mission has existed since before I was born. It has been 500 years."
"Nobody has completed it in 500 years?" Ling Xian frowned, surprised.
Not to mention 500 years, even 50 years was enough to change a lot of things. However, this mission had existed for 500 years. This was quite an incredible thing.
"That's right. For one, the reward is not proportional to the effort. For two, it is far too difficult."
"The mission requires me to find seven spiritual medicines. I will not elaborate on them one by one. To sum it up, these seven spiritual medicines are extremely rare."
"Let's not talk about whether or not someone is willing to trade these seven spiritual medicines for a recipe that is not certain is real or fake. Even if someone is willing, they must have the ability to do so."
"It is far too difficult to find. Based on my memory, I've only heard of one of them. Remember, I've only heard of it, not seen it. "
Shen Yue softly sighed, which made Jian Xing Chen frown, "Now that you mention it, I remember now. This mission is the most difficult one at the Mercenary Union."
"The one that has been on the list for 500 years and nobody has completed it. It is known as the impossible mission."
Shen Yue exclaimed and shifted his gaze towards Ling Xian, "I know that to you, this is without a doubt, a ray of hope that you must grasp onto. But I advise you not to get your hopes up. Or else the taste of disappointment will not be pleasant."
Hearing this, Ling Xian silenced.
Based on the fact that nobody has completed it in 500 years, it was obvious how difficult this mission was. It was not an exaggeration to say that it was as difficult as climbing up to the sky.
Therefore, it was hard for Ling Xian to not have the thought of giving up. But very quickly, he tossed that thought out the window.
No matter how difficult the mission was, no matter if the recipe was real or not, this was his only hope. Plus, giving up so easily was not his personality.
At the very least, he had to try before making a decision!
"I plan on trying. After all, this is my only hope right now." Ling Xian's gaze turned determined.
"You better think it through. 500 years have passed. We can't even be sure if our employer is still alive." Shen Yue frowned, not wanting Ling Xian to waste his time.
"It doesn't matter. Let's do our best and leave the rest to fate."
Ling Xian waved his hand. After all, he had no other choice. He might as well train and search for the medicine.
What if the prescription was real?
"Well, since you've already made up your mind, I won't say anything more. I can only wish you well." Shen Yue smiled and said, "So, you're planning to join the Mercenary Union?"
"If I don't join, I can't accept the mission." Ling Xian grinned.
"A wise decision." Shen Yue smiled and said, "Becoming a mercenary is very simple. You only need to go to the nearby mercenary union and register."
"Alright, I understand." Ling Xian nodded and decided to head to the nearest mercenary union to check out the legendary mission.
He was very curious. Just what kind of spiritual medicine could it be? Why hasn't anyone collected them in 500 years?
"Since you joined the Mercenary Union, should I join the Nomadic Cultivator Union as well?" Jian Xing Chen asked with a smile.
"Of course." Ling Xian nodded with a smile. The Nomadic Cultivator Union had no rules and regulations. He was more than happy to join.
"Okay, this is the token of the Nomadic Cultivator Union. Take care of it."
Jian Xing Chen flapped around his sleeve and a rough iron token appeared, "If you run into trouble, show me this token. Of course, most forces will ignore it. Unless, of course, you are one of the upper echelons of the Alliance. "
Hearing this, Ling Xian nodded to show that he understood.
This was normal. The Nomadic Cultivator Union cannot protect every single member. For one, they don't have the ability. For two, they have no obligation.
After all, not only did the Alliance not receive any benefits, they also sacrificed a lot.
"Okay, it's about time."
Jian Xing Chen looked up at the sky and said, "The two of us will be leaving now. If you need anything, you can find me at the headquarters."
"Or you can find me at the headquarters of the Mercenary Union," Shen Yue added.
"Thank you, seniors." Ling Xian paid his respect to the two of them, feeling somewhat grateful.
It wasn't just because he learned the recipe, it was also because of what the two of them said at the end.
Though it was just a polite thing to say and he wasn't really going to find them, it still warmed his heart.
"You are welcome."
Jian Xing Chen and Shen Yue waved their hands. Then, they rode the wind and disappeared.
Seeing this, Leng Mo, who had been hiding in the crowd, walked up. His expression was as cold as ever, "My divination was accurate, right?"
"That's right." Ling Xian smiled and said something that almost made Leng Mo puke blood.
"Come, tell me again. Let's see if I will succeed this time."
Hearing this, the corner of Leng Mo's lips twitched. He felt too lazy to pay attention to Ling Xian.
"The next time we meet, we will be enemies. I will not go easy on you."
"You make it sound like I will go easy on you."
Ling Xian teased, making Leng Mo, who was already in the air, stumble and almost fall down.
Then, he turned into a stream of light and disappeared without a trace.
Next, the seventh demon reappeared and smiled, "I hope you and I will not become enemies."
"That depends on you. My principle has always been that if people don't mess with me, I don't mess with them." Ling Xian grinned. He was very cautious of this person.
Not only was this person bewitching, but it was also because this person's halo was so mysterious that even Ling Xian couldn't see through it.
"Honestly speaking, I am no opponent of yours. So until the last moment, I will not make a move against you." The seventh demon smiled wickedly and its silhouette began to fade.
"The last moment …" Ling Xian shook his head and chuckled, thinking that the seventh demon was referring to the crucial moment in the fight for the God Emperor's throne.
After all, there can only be one God Emperor. Once someone proves himself, everyone else will become a side character and lose all light.
However, Ling Xian was not at all interested in this. So what if he becomes the God Emperor and his capabilities are comparable to a real immortal?
He will never be able to live forever.
Therefore, he never planned on proving himself here. Naturally, there was no need to talk about the last moment.
After the seventh demon left, Ling Xian asked for directions and headed towards the nearest mercenary union.
…..
Two days later, Ling Xian arrived at the Mercenary Union to register.
The process was very simple. All he needed to do was provide a code and a badge.
The former was to ensure he was unique and the latter was the only way to prove his identity.
Towards this, Ling Xian brushed it off and used his usual pseudonym, Xian Ling.
The badge was even simpler. It was just a vertical line.
This made the woman in charge of the registration speechless. She has seen far too many registrants and all of them made their codes and badges look overbearing. But Ling Xian, on the other hand, was just brushing it off.
Of course, the woman didn't say anything and politely helped him finish the process.
This made Ling Xian highly anticipated. But just as he was about to accept the mission, he was told that he had no right.
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