Chapter 162

After taking a moment to admire the outside view of the Mission Hall, Yuan entered the building through the wide entrance that could fit even 10 adults if they stood side-by-side.

"Wow…"

Yuan was immediately baffled by the atmosphere in the Mission Hall, as it looked like some sort of unorganized office with papers pinned all over the walls. In fact, one wouldn't be able to avoid seeing these papers no matter which direction they looked.

After entering the building, Yuan approached the pinned papers on the walls and began reading a couple of them.

"The Chun Family is looking for someone to escort their carriage from Huang City to Jin City. 100 gold as a reward. Fourth level Spirit Apprentice and above preferred. 5 Contribution Points."

"The Ming Family is looking for Cultivators to clear out the magical beasts that have been roaming dangerously close to their city. 1 gold coin for every magical beast slain. Third level Spirit Apprentice and above preferred. 1 Contribution Points for every 30 magical beasts slain."

"Sect Elder Bai from the Golden Lance Palace is looking for perfectly extracted 'Poison Sacs' from Demonic Spiders. 1,000,000 gold coins each. No cultivation requirements. 5 Contribution Points for each exchange."

"The Jie Family is looking for someone to manage their household while they go on a business trip for 7 days. 15 gold coins. No cultivation requirements. No Contribution Points."

"The Lord of Sparrow City is looking for someone to slay the 'Red Demon' that is running rampant around their territory. 10,000,000 gold coins. Fifth level Spirit Warrior or above preferred. 50 Contribution Points."

After spending a couple of minutes looking through a few missions on the walls, Yuan noticed one thing. The majority of these requests were related to slaying monsters or acting as a guard for some families with some missions requiring only materials, and very few of them were not related to Cultivators. As for those missions that did not require any cultivation, the majority of them did not give Contribution Points, so one can assume that they were meant for disciples who only wanted to fulfill their duty as a disciple and nothing else.

"Oh? Those papers are colored differently." Yuan noticed the yellow papers gathered not too far away from him and approached them.

"Inner Court Disciple Huang is looking for a sparring partner. 1 Contribution Points for every hour of sparring. First level to second level Spirit Warrior. Meet at Lonely Peak in three days at 3 PM after the posting date."

"Outer Court Disciple Gong is looking for someone to clean his clothes. 1 Contribution Points for every 50 batches of clothes. No cultivation required. Meet at building #2,910 in the Outer Court."

"Core Disciple Xing is looking for someone to give her massages once a week. 5 Contribution Points every session. No cultivation level. Female disciples only. Meet at building #55 in the Inner Court. An interview is required before being hired."

Yuan read these yellow-colored missions with his interest piqued, 'So even disciples are allowed to create their own request to put in the Mission Hall, huh? However, won't disciples be able to abuse this by coordinating with each other so they can complete each other's mission and avoid doing real missions to fulfill their disciple duties?'

However, after looking around some more, Yuan noticed a large paper that said, "Requests commissioned by fellow disciples will not count towards your disciple duties!"

"Oh… I guess this solves it…" Yuan mumbled to himself.

Yuan then looked at the Contribution Points he had left.

'781… I should be fine for a while even if I don't do any missions. However, I do want to experience what it would be like to accept a mission. I don't want to travel outside the sect so I'll pick one created by a fellow disciple.'

With that in mind, Yuan began looking through most of the missions that were requested by disciples in the Dragon Essence Temple.

After looking for a few minutes, Yuan's gaze suddenly stopped at a particular mission, mostly because it mentioned a word that immediately caught his attention.

"Core Disciple Fei is looking for an Outer Court disciple surnamed 'Yuan' who is experienced with the zither. 50 Contribution Points to anyone that can provide accurate information that leads her to him."

'50 Contribution Points just to find me?! That's the same level of reward as the other mission that required one to fight some 'Red Demon'! Fairy Fei? Isn't this the disciple who played the zither at the Dragon Pavilion? Why is she looking for me?' Yuan mumbled to himself.

After pondering for some more, Yuan turned to look at the disciple standing beside him and gently tapped the disciple's shoulder.

"Excuse me, this is my first time in the Mission Hall. How do I accept a mission?" Yuan asked the disciple in a friendly voice.

"Oh… You can just tear the request off the wall and take it to the counter over there—" The disciple pointed to the desks near the entrance.

"Thank you very much," Yuan said to the disciple before taking Fairy Fei's request off the wall and walking towards the desk.

"I'd like to accept this mission from Core Disciple Fei." Yuan showed the request to the sect elder behind the desk.

"Core Disciple Fei?" The sect elder looked at the request with wide eyes.

"50 Contribution Points for a request of this level?" The sect elder was speechless, as this is possibly the most overpaid request he has ever seen before.

However, since this is Core Disciple Fei who is known for being rich with Contribution Points because of her contributions at the Dragon Pavilion, it wasn't too shocking that she'd spend so luxuriously for something so simple.

"What's your name?" The sect elder asked.

"Disciple Yuan," Yuan responded.

"Eh?" The sect elder looked at Yuan in the face with a gawking expression. What on earth was going on here? Is he the same person Disciple Fei was looking for? Why is he turning himself in?

'Ah, whatever. It's not my job to care about such matters.' The sect elder thought to himself and decided to ignore their situation.