Junior Sister is too competitive, she drastically alters the Joyful Union Sect.

Chapter 105 Going Down the Mountain to Do a Mission

Shen Youqing, who had been chasing after them, did not see Xiao Ke.

"Looking for your fifth senior brother?" Yue Xunzhu suddenly asked. Seeing Shen Youqing nod while holding the jade box, she slowly replied, "He went to find Young Master Xiao."

Shen Youqing looked at the hot potato in his hand and couldn't help but sigh.

Senior brother is really...

Yue Xunzhu walked up and, seeing Shen Youqing's worried expression, her mind raced. "The thing you need?"

Shen Youqing responded.

"It's so valuable, how could I accept it?" Shen Youqing sighed.

Looking at the worried Shen Youqing, Yue Xunzhu said, "I will talk to my father and we can repay him in other ways."

Shen Youqing thought for a moment and then agreed.

That's all we can do.

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The twenty-day break passed in the blink of an eye.

Yue Xunzhu and Xiao Youqi, who lived in the Hehuan Sect's personal training courtyard, cultivated together with the sect members during their class time.

After the young masters of the various families had settled in for a few days, Meng Qinian appeared.

“You thirty-five people will be divided into five teams of seven.” Meng Qinian skipped the pleasantries and got straight to the point. “First, draw lots to form teams, and then draw lots for tasks.”

The group went up one by one to draw lots, and then stood in separate groups according to their team composition.

Unlike the others who accepted whatever came their way, Shen Youqing silently clasped her hands together in prayer.

Most of the disciples could tell what Shen Youqing was praying for at a glance.

Perhaps the prayers worked, because Shen Youqing wasn't on the same team as Shen Qiuluo, but...

Five of her other six teammates were direct disciples of the Qingyu Sect, and the remaining one was Xiao Youqi.

Looking at these men, some of whom were either rigid or ice sculptures, Shen Youqing felt numb.

On Shen Qiuluo's side, five of her teammates were young masters of aristocratic families, and the remaining one was Yin Zhongyu from the Lingxiao Sect.

Looking at the uniformly cold and taciturn men, Lin Youran patted Shen Youqing's head with some pity to comfort him.

Junior sister's luck is really...

Shen Youqing felt like she was on the verge of death. She clung to Lin Youran's arm, her face showing a hint of despair.

Is this task absolutely necessary?
Looking at the disciples of the Qingyu Sect who had been assigned to the first team, Meng Qinian couldn't help but glance at them from the side.

If the lottery hadn't been so fair and impartial, he would have suspected there was something fishy going on.

Shen Qiulu glanced at her teammates, then subtly looked towards Shen Youqing a few times.

Shen Youqing was actually in a team with his senior brothers?
Could it be that Shen Youqing did something underhanded?
"Each team should stand in their respective positions according to the draw results."

With just one sentence from Meng Qinian, Shen Youqing had no choice but to let go of her gentle and kind third senior sister and walk over, silently standing at the very back.

After the five teams were lined up, Meng Qinian spoke again, "Each of the five teams shall send one person to draw lots."

Jiang Chenying was the first to step forward and draw a lot.

After the draw was over, Meng Qinian gave a concise speech.

The demon-slaying mission is limited to one month. Completing the mission within the time limit will grant rewards, and the rewards will be the same.

All of these missions are dangerous, so we must proceed with caution. Although elders are secretly accompanying and protecting us, they will not intervene unless there is a critical moment.

After Meng Qinian left, Jiang Chenying turned to look at the remaining six people.

"Meet here in fifteen minutes." Jiang Chenying looked around. "Go down the mountain from Qingsong City to Qianyu City. Any objections?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Shen Youqing hurriedly went back to pack her things.

The Snow Crystal Purple-Eyed Cat, still asleep, was placed in the Spirit Beast Space by Shen Youqing.

There's nothing else to tidy up.

Yue Xunzhu stopped Shen Youqing, who was rushing to meet up, and said, "Auntie is currently in Qianyu City. Remember to go see her if you need anything."

Shen Youqing nodded, "Brother, be careful in everything you do!"

"It's mainly about you." Shen Quelin came up and said worriedly, "Don't rush to the front if anything happens, take care of yourself." Shen Youqing nodded.

As Xiao Ke watched Shen Youqing's hurried departure, his aura deepened.

When Shen Youqing arrived, the other six people were still standing there, seemingly not having gone back to pack their things.

"Let's go."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Chenying had already walked towards the teleportation array.

After taking the teleportation array to the mountain gate, six cultivators with cultivation levels above the Golden Core stage prepared to fly to Green Pine City on their swords.

Seeing this, Shen Youqing was already searching his storage ring for any magical artifacts that could carry her flying.

Xie Changyan turned to look at Shen Youqing and said, "Come up."

"Thank you." Shen Youqing didn't stand on ceremony. He strode over and stepped onto the sword, quickly circulating his spiritual energy to stabilize his body before Xie Changyan could fly on the sword.

Upon arriving in Qingsong City, the group headed straight for the teleportation array.

Qianyu City.

Shen Youqing emerged from the teleportation array and raised her hand to support her head, which felt so dizzy she felt like vomiting.

Seeing that Shen Youqing's face was a little pale, Jiang Chenying and the others did not rush to leave. They stood there and waited for Shen Youqing to calm down.

"Youqing?"

A slightly surprised voice rang out.

Shen Youqing raised his hand and patted his forehead, looking in the direction of the sound. He saw Duanmu Rong a few steps away and exclaimed in surprise, "Madam Rong?"

Did Madam Rong really come here with her mother?

Seeing the several cold-looking cultivators around Shen Youqing, Duanmu Rong pondered for a moment and roughly understood.

"Your mother has taken her disciples to the Crimson Feather Mountains for training." Duanmu Rong walked over and handed Shen Youqing a storage bag. "Take good care of yourself during the training."

Shen Youqing bowed to Duanmu Rong to express his gratitude.

Knowing that Shen Youqing and his group had a mission, Duanmu Rong didn't say much.

"Leave the city and head to Qiuzi Village."

Jiang Chenying's cold voice rang out.

Shen Youqing responded, waved to Duanmu Rong, and followed Jiang Chenying.

After leaving Qianyu City, the road to Qiuzi Village became increasingly remote, and the spiritual energy in the air gradually diminished.

The group barely spoke a word along the way.

It's fortunate that Shen Youqing can stay calm, otherwise he would definitely go crazy from holding it in.

"arrive."

Jiang Chenying looked at the unclear characters on the stone tablet.

Shen Youqing walked up, glanced at the faded characters, and then looked at the mountain village not far away.

The appearance of several people at the village entrance attracted a lame old man.

The old man, leaning on his rough cane, limped over. Upon seeing the several imposing men, a hint of fear appeared on his dark, wrinkled face. His aged, hoarse voice carried a hint of probing, "What brings you esteemed cultivators to our village?"

Jiang Chenying nodded slightly to the old man, her cold voice softening a little, "The village chief of Qiuzi Village went to Qianyu City for help, saying that there are evil spirits here."

The old man looked at the righteous-looking cultivators, then his eyes lit up, and his voice became more excited, "You esteemed cultivators have come to help us exorcise evil spirits?!"

Jiang Chenying responded.

The old man was overjoyed. He raised his hand and gestured, "Gentlemen, please come with me. I will take you to find the village chief!"

Jiang Chenying followed behind the old man.

Faced with these aloof and powerful cultivators, the old man dared not say much and remained quiet throughout the journey.

As Shen Youqing, who was lagging behind, walked and observed the village.

The villagers seemed to have noticed the commotion; they came out of their houses and stood at their doorways watching the group.

Eyes turned from all directions, with most of them focused on Shen Youqing at the very back.

Those gazes were hard to describe for a moment; if one had to describe them, one could only say they were strange.