After arriving at the Blood God Palace branch in the Central Divine State, Mo Tianxiao confirmed one thing: that fellow named Zhou Muxi definitely knew where the Blood God Palace's headquarters was located.
However, prying the location of the headquarters from her mouth would probably be somewhat difficult.
Furthermore, he discovered that some of the missions issued by the Blood God Palace provided incomplete information. Some only gave the target's name and approximate area, while all other information was kept strictly confidential.
Keeping secrets from their own assassins was truly disgusting.
"Brother Tianxiao, how should we handle this? Do we just go in for the kill, or..."
Huang Xiaoyao, holding onto Mo Tianxiao's wrist and looking at the majestic sect before them, asked for his opinion.
Under normal circumstances, multiplayer missions were rare, but Huang Xiaoyao hadn't accepted any mission. She was purely here to tag along with Mo Tianxiao for the fun of it.
She might help out during the mission, but the final reward and performance record would only be credited to Mo Tianxiao by the Blood God Palace.
Mo Tianxiao gazed at the Vast Righteousness Sect in front of him, feeling a slight sense of surprise in his heart. "As expected of an orthodox sect, it does feel a bit different."
The feeling and aura it gave off were clearly completely different from those evil and demonic cultivation sects in the Demon State.
"The target of this mission is an ordinary elder of the Vast Righteousness Sect. The sect has considerable influence, so killing the target and escaping smoothly might be a bit difficult."
Although the Blood Concealment Art was heaven-defying, that was only when compared to cultivators of the same realm. As a major power second only to the Supreme Dao Sect, the Vast Righteousness Sect definitely had plenty of people with higher cultivation bases than Mo Tianxiao and his companion.
"I heard the Vast Righteousness Sect is recruiting alchemists again, let's go take a look quickly!"
"Could you not join the crowd as a low-level alchemist? Are you going there to be an alchemy boy for someone else?"
"What's wrong with being an alchemy boy? I'd thank the heavens and earth just to be able to enter the Vast Righteousness Sect."
Discussions rang out among the surrounding crowd. Many people walked toward the interior of the Vast Righteousness Sect, taking out a token to show the guards before entering.
Watching this scene, Mo Tianxiao already formed a plan in his mind.
Since they were recruiting alchemists, he could first enter the Vast Righteousness Sect under the guise of an alchemist and look for an opportunity later. After all, the time limit for this mission was ten years.
If the target could not be assassinated within ten years, the mission would be directly judged as a failure and elevated to the next difficulty level. Meanwhile, the assassin's mission completion rate would drop, lowering their weight in the Blood God Palace, which would restrict their ability to accept future missions.
The Blood God Palace judged whether you could execute your chosen mission based on your assassination success rate.
Someone like Mo Tianxiao, who had failed his only executed mission, temporarily had no weight score. An evaluation would only be given after executing at least ten missions.
An assassin like Yun Sangyi, despite being an unofficial one, had a very high weight due to her one hundred percent assassination rate. She could accept almost any mission of the same level at will, and could even challenge cross-level missions.
Mo Tianxiao and Huang Xiaoyao stepped forward, preparing to follow the alchemists inside, but were stopped in the very next second.
Two Golden Core realm disciples looked at Mo Tianxiao and his companion. "What are you doing?"
"Hmm?"
"Aren't you recruiting alchemists here? I'm here to give it a try."
Mo Tianxiao was perplexed. Did he not look like an alchemist?
They couldn't possibly tell him there were no female alchemists, right? He had clearly just seen female alchemists go in.
The Golden Core disciples had a somewhat weird look in their eyes. "You are alchemists? Where are your identity tokens? What level of alchemists are you?"
"Alchemists have identity tokens? How come I didn't know?" Mo Tianxiao was a bit dumbfounded.
The Golden Core disciples were also taken aback. "You haven't registered your alchemist identities? Where are you from?"
In the Central Divine State, almost all alchemists, artifact refiners, and talisman masters—all secondary professions—had specialized assessment institutions. For example, the Alchemist Association, the Artifact Refiner Association, and so on.
Because secondary professions were highly sought after and produced necessities for cultivators, any alchemist or artifact refiner, whether low-level or just knowing the basics, would take an exam to get an identity certificate to increase their own worth.
Simply put, making money with a badge made others feel more at ease.
"The Eastern Region."
Mo Tianxiao's answer made the guarding disciples show a look of realization. "No wonder."
Things like the Alchemist Association were a specialty of the Central Divine State. Other regions also had various branches sent by the Central Divine State, but because of their small scale and low popularity, many alchemists and others in other places were unaware of these matters.
"Cultivation base."
The Golden Core guards couldn't easily judge whether Mo Tianxiao and his companion were true alchemists, so they could only use their cultivation bases to determine if they were qualified to enter.
Mo Tianxiao and Huang Xiaoyao exchanged a glance and released a sliver of their auras. The terrifying coercion instantly almost made the two Golden Core guards drop to their knees.
Fortunately, Mo Tianxiao and his companion controlled it, retracting it in just a split second.
The expressions of the two Golden Core guards changed. They wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads and made a welcoming gesture. "Please, you two seniors."
The two of them hadn't expected that these two seemingly young women were actually existences comparable to the ordinary elders of their Vast Righteousness Sect. Fortunately, the sect rules had warned them that no matter when, they must not judge people by their appearances, much less bully others using the sect's power.
Mo Tianxiao and his companion entered directly, following the large group of alchemists into the assessment area.
There were many alchemists wanting to squeeze into the Vast Righteousness Sect. At a rough glance, there were estimated to be hundreds of them.
Alchemists were already highly sought after enough, but the alchemists of the Vast Righteousness Sect and the Alchemist Association were even more popular.
Mo Tianxiao swept a glance over them. Most were young faces with low cultivation bases, and he estimated their alchemy levels were mostly below the intermediate grade.
Only a small number with relatively strong cultivation bases were estimated to be high-level alchemists, or top-level alchemists of an even higher grade.
After all, aside from being a technical job, alchemy also had requirements for one's cultivation base.
For example, take Mo Tianxiao himself: even if he possessed the skill of a Saint-level alchemist right now, he still wouldn't be able to refine Saint-level pills unless a Saint-realm cultivator was willing to assist him.
"To think there are so many alchemists. I thought alchemists were very rare," Huang Xiaoyao muttered softly.
Mo Tianxiao voiced calmly, "They aren't particularly rare, but there aren't many either. The alchemists present today probably make up the majority of those in the Great Zhou Dynasty."
There were hundreds of alchemists participating in the assessment, but adding those who had already joined the Vast Righteousness Sect and those who came to watch the show, there were estimated to be over a thousand.
These thousand or so people probably constituted ninety percent of the alchemists in the entire Great Zhou Dynasty.
Compared to the entire population of the Great Zhou Dynasty, a thousand people was far too scarce, and capable alchemists were even fewer.
"Speaking of which, it's about time I improved my high-level alchemist skills," Mo Tianxiao pondered. After years of refinement, he felt that his experience points in the field of alchemy had almost reached a bottleneck.
After all, since he didn't need to cultivate, he could only rely on alchemy and talisman crafting to pass the time when he was bored.
world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
