Who wouldn’t make money now that they’ve all ascended?

Chapter 236 Mission Qualifications
The green robes of the woman in blue were fluttering, and her waist-length black hair was spread out behind her, rising slightly to the surroundings as the murderous intent was released.

Her face was cold, her brows were cold, and even the wind around her was cold.

But at this moment, her hand holding the knife tightly was burning hot.

"So, how to evaluate it? Is this arena just a decoration?" she said lazily.

The disciple of the Affairs Hall was shocked by the arrogance in the eyes of the woman in green. For a moment, he thought he had seen the true immortal outside that day.

"Hmph, Jiang Shu, were you struck dumb by the knife, or were you trying to find a perfect excuse for your unruly behavior?"

The onlookers were all disciples from the outer sect who were about to take over the task. At this moment, they were surrounded by three levels inside and three levels outside, but they were squeezing to make way.

Only then did Jiang Su see clearly who had been mocking him.

She was not impressed.

The male protagonist was burly, carrying a machete with three clanking iron rings on his shoulder. The blade pointed at his shoulder, emitting a bloodthirsty cold light under the reflection of the sun.

oh? A pill that improves one’s realm?
Pseudo Realm Pill.

When she saw the miserable situation in the audience, she didn't expect the pressure unleashed by this man. After careful consideration, she asked,

Wang Tianba was anxious. He had already picked up the iron ring machete from his shoulder and was about to start. He was waiting to teach this Jiang Shu a lesson, but he was told that he was not worthy? !
The disciple of the Affairs Hall gasped heavily and took out a pill before Wang Tianba could speak angrily, "This is a pill that can temporarily increase your realm by half a column of incense, so I need you, junior brother, to take it before you can start."

This is a knife that often sees blood.

"Wait a minute!" The disciples from the Affairs Hall suddenly rushed to the two of them, and a barrier appeared on the male cultivator to surround and control him.

"Otherwise what?!" he roared.

Jiang Su nodded quietly.

"Are you angry?"

"But right now, Junior Sister Jiang Shu, you are taking the fifth task on the Tianban, which corresponds to the Nascent Soul stage monk. And this Junior Brother Wang Tianba is at the Golden Core stage, so it is not suitable to test your strength."

His steps were heavy, and every move he made was filled with the coercion of his Golden Core Stage. Many outer disciples felt chest tightness, nausea and vomiting, and were on the verge of collapse due to this.

"That's right. The way to test your strength is to have you compete with a monk in the realm corresponding to the mission. If you win, we will naturally think that you have the strength to take on the mission."

It's all because of the pressure of his cultivation, which is too strong.

Jiang Su looked at him calmly, then glanced at the fainting Foundation Establishment disciples in the audience, "It will make people faint."

"Ahhhh-I'm going to kill you Jiang Shu!"

Jiang Su has refined this thing before. It sounds like she can turn the tide in times of crisis by improving her realm. However, it is rare in the upper world and the cultivation world where she was originally. This is because this elixir has An obvious drawback.

"What..." The male cultivator was obviously stunned, and lowered his head in confusion. He noticed that he was raising the knife on his shoulder with one hand, exposing his armpits generously, which indeed seemed to be a deliberate release of gas.

Loss of opportunity.

The male cultivator had veins popping out on his forehead, his face was red with anger and his neck was thick, and he wished he could chop this Jiang Shu to death before the affairs hall announced the start.

"Body odor is a disease. It must be treated early, otherwise..."

But his coercion is of no use to an immortal in the Celestial Realm. Even if the body Jiang Su borrows now is not from the heavenly realm, her soul will not make her afraid of these little shrimps.

Fox breath, body odor.

A half-stick incense that temporarily improves the realm can save the whole boat, but the monk may freeze to death from drinking cold water.

Breaking through the situation is caused by chance, and it will happen naturally. Taking pills now means using up opportunities in advance.

No one would joke with their chances for something that does not involve their lives at the moment. For monks, chance equals fate.

Unexpectedly, the monks in this world could easily eat this kind of food. Jiang Su was a little doubtful whether they really didn't know or were not afraid.

Or... they don't know about this and have other secrets?
Wang Batian's eyes lit up, he took the elixir impatiently, and drank it without hesitation, "Thank you, senior brother, our sect actually has such a good thing!"

Hearing this, Jiang Su thought to herself, "It seems that he doesn't know anymore. There's no point in reminding him..." She sighed.

Wang Tianba glared at the woman in green fiercely, "Are you worthy of taking out the Hongchen Sword from the Hidden Soldier Pavilion?! You don't understand knives at all!"

???

Red dust knife? Gongchen Dao? What knife?

"The red eyes split the mountain and denounced the ghosts and gods. How can you teach people to bow their heads? The Hongchen Sword, you can actually invite it out from the Tibetan Armed Forces Pavilion and not use it yourself. Are you worthy of it?!"

Hey, my big thick iron piece hanging on the iron rod actually has such a soul-stirring name.

Jiang Su actually didn't like the magic weapons of this small world, so he just made do with them and took advantage of them. No matter how famous the magic weapon is, can it be as powerful as the high-grade fairy weapon Heavy Rain Chrysanthemum Needle from the weapon-refining ancestors in the upper realm?

Now it seems that this swordsman... is jealous.

The barrier on Wang Batian's body suddenly dissipated. Without any warning, he struck at Jiang Su's neck. The iron rings on the knife clattered, and a red light appeared when they touched each other.

This is a medium-grade magic weapon, and it has been used to the extreme by the sword wielder.

This man's swordsmanship seems to be of a commendable level.

Jiang Su took a step back, nimbly avoiding his attack, and drew out his heavy sword from behind, holding the handle with both hands. He followed the heavy sword and walked away, facing the man's blade directly.

"Om-"

When the two soldiers collided, they made a sound like the roar of a tiger and the cry of an ape, which shocked the ears of all the monks below the golden elixir stage.

Jiang Su's strength was not as strong as Wang Tianba's, so everyone could clearly see that her feet were a little unstable in order to resist the attack.

The next moment, she was shaken by her heavy sword.

but!

She is weak at her feet, but this does not mean that her strength is weak. Jiang Su has always been weak in strength. As a poor medical practitioner, this is natural.

Fang Zhe was very thoughtful, how could he give Jiang Su a flashy knife technique that would cause back pain after just one use of the sword? !
There is a branch of the Wujian sword technique, and its name is, Wujian is like a willow body and a catkin!
To obtain is to be precarious.

Jiang Su held a heavy knife in his hand, which was like a grass without any foundation in Wang Tianba's eyes. He followed the knife and stabbed Wang Tianba in the waist.

"Pfft-"

The heavy knife is completely black. It is the black knife that goes in and blood comes out, with a pink and slippery waist hanging on the tip of the knife.

Jiang Su stopped his movements and looked at the waist at the tip of the knife thoughtfully, "Hey, it looks like you are in good health."

Wang Tianba stretched his hand to his back in a daze, touched a knife edge, and dug his fingers into the flesh along the knife edge. His fingers felt strange and hollow.

"..."

"boom--"

He fell to the ground without warning, blood spilled from behind, soaking the clothes on his back, sticky with sweat and dust, turning into a turbid red slurry.

Jiang Su threw his waist to the ground, performed a purification technique, turned around and looked at the disciples in the Affairs Hall not far away, and said calmly,
"Can I take on this mission?"