From Beast Abilities to Sect Grand Master

"Ah. We meet again, just like the sun meets the mountain every day," Hun Yen Kun fanned himself, making his hair flow back.

The female disciples following him all gasped in excitement when they saw that.

How handsome he was.

They just couldn’t get enough of Hun Yen Kun.

"Can you speak normally like all of us do, senior martial brother?" Lin Fan rubbed his temple. Hun Yen Kun’s antics definitely needed some getting used to.

"Ahem… Sure. Why are you here?" Hun Yen Kun asked.

Lin Fan replied, "Registering my new cultivation level as instructed."

Hun Yen Kun’s eyes lit up when he heard that. He proceeded to ask, "Wonderful, that means you’re available for a mission?"

"Yes, but this disciple thinks I’m kidding him," Lin Fan said, turning to the disciple at the counter.

"Fine, let me see," Hun Yen Kun said, stretching out his hands and closing his eyes.

After a moment, he opened his eyes.

He turned to the disciple at the counter and said, "I bear witness that he is at the Foundation Establishment Level now."

The disciple at the counter quickly nodded and wrote the information on the scroll in front of him.

"Now that we’ve got that out of the way, follow me to see the sect leader," Hun Yen Kun motioned for Lin Fan and Ho Ming to follow as he turned around, leaving the Mission Hall.

Lin Fan looked at Ho Ming for a moment. They nodded to each other and left the Mission Hall, following behind Hun Yen Kun.

On the way, Ho Ming asked, "Senior martial brother, what’s the technique you used just now to detect Lin Fan’s cultivation level?"

"Technique? I didn’t use any technique. They’ll take my word for it just because of who I am — the sect leader’s core disciple. You have a lot to learn, Ho Ming," Hun Yen Kun said with a smile.

With a sigh, Ho Ming reminded himself how Hun Yen Kun was not what he seemed to be.

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Million Sword Hall.

The three of them waited for Qing Yang Zi to arrive.

Lin Fan looked up at the swords hanging from the ceiling, thinking to himself what a waste it was.

These swords must have cost a fortune.

If only he could help recycle or reuse some of these swords.

Ho Ming, on the other hand, just looked up with wonder, marveling at all the precious swords.

"These are the two disciples you want to bring with you?"

When Qing Yang Zi arrived, he asked Hun Yen Kun about Lin Fan and Ho Ming.

He expected Hun Yen Kun to bring someone like Sun Hai or other senior disciples.

"These are junior disciples. Why did you choose them?" Qing Yang Zi asked.

"Why? They listen to my instructions and are smart enough to improvise. It will be a mess if it’s some senior disciples with their own agenda," Hun Yen Kun replied.

Qing Yang Zi nodded.

He knew Hun Yen Kun was right.

If it were all senior disciples, they would spend most of their time trying to outdo each other.

"On top of that, Lin Fan has some pretty useful abilities," Hun Yen Kun added.

Qing Yang Zi turned and focused on Lin Fan.

He looked at him and tried to recall where he had seen him before.

After a few moments, he finally recalled and said, "I remember now. You’re the one with the unknown cultivation root."

"Yes, sect leader," Lin Fan stepped forward and bowed. Continue your journey on freewebnovel

"I… eh… haven’t had time to check in the library about that. But right now, there’s something more important I have for the three of you," Qing Yang Zi said.

He stood up and, with his hand, released the white glow again.

After that was done, he started to brief them on the mission.

"We have information on a contact point for the Dark Lotus Sect.

"They’re up to something again, and we need the three of you to infiltrate the contact point.

"Your objective is to gather information on what they’re planning and get it back.

"This is a high-risk mission, much higher than what you’re used to.

"To infiltrate the contact point, your Qi might need to be inhibited, pretending to be commoners.

"So, it’s up to you to accept this mission."

When Qing Yang Zi stopped, Lin Fan thought for a moment and asked.

"What’s the reward?" He thought that since it was a high-risk mission, the reward must be very attractive.

"The reward shall be five hundred contribution points," Qing Yang Zi said with a confident voice.

No junior should be able to resist five hundred contribution points.

It was enough for them to get anything that was available for exchange in Qing Feng Sect.

But Lin Fan was no ordinary junior disciple.

Lin Fan frowned and said, "Only five hundred contribution points?"

After completing the last mission, Lin Fan had over three hundred contribution points.

Ho Ming, too, had lots of money left from his bet with Sima Liang.

"Only?" Qing Yang Zi stroked his beard out of habit, but he was trying to comprehend what Lin Fan had said.

Five hundred contribution points, and this junior disciple thought it wasn’t enough.

The other disciples would be kowtowing to him by now.

He had better check what Sun Hai was teaching this junior disciple after this, Qing Yang Zi thought.

Qing Yang Zi thought for a moment and increased the reward.

"Hundred taels of silver. That’s all I can offer."

"Ho Ming here already has more than a hundred taels of silver. How about Spirit Level Swords for him?" Lin Fan asked, trying to negotiate for some Spirit Level weapons for Ho Ming.

"Fine. I have lots of swords I could spare," Qing Yang Zi said.

One thing Qing Yang Zi knew for sure now was that the longer he negotiated with Lin Fan, the more he had to give.

So, it was better for him to just satisfy Lin Fan as soon as possible.

"Now that we have the reward out of the way, let’s continue," Qing Yang Zi said and took out two pill bottles, one black and one white.

"Take these pills in the black bottle to suppress your Qi, and the pills in the white bottle to release the Qi," he said, handing the pill bottles over to Hun Yen Kun.

The white glow then disappeared.

The three of them bowed and left after that.

When Zhao Qing Ying came in and saw Lin Fan leaving with a smile and Qing Yang Zi brooding as he sipped his tea, he knew Lin Fan must have gotten a good deal out of Qing Yang Zi.

"Senior martial brother, what did Lin Fan get out of you?"

Zhao Qing Ying walked up to Qing Yang Zi and purposely asked about it.

All he got back was an intense stare from Qing Yang Zi.