Chapter 1247: Harvesting Mission
“Oh you mean...? Send Yang Qi on one of the missions no one ever wants to take? That’s not a bad idea.” Smiling, the White-Haired Boxer King used his divine will to impart this new information to Exalted Celestial Silver-Dagger, who was in the middle of trying to cut down Yang Qi in battle.
A moment later, the silver blade light suddenly faded away.
Exalted Celestial Silver-Dagger sheathed his dagger and looked at Yang Qi. “Very impressive, boy. Except I was only using thirty percent of my full strength.”
Yang Qi sneered. “Thirty percent? More like fifty percent.”
“Hmph! I'm not in the mood to squabble with you.” Plastering a fake smile onto his face, he continued, “You pass. I'm not going to make it any harder on you. However, you’re not a law enforcement disciple yet. There’s one final hurdle. You have to accomplish a mission for the sect. And considering your capabilities, it’s going to be an Expert mission.”
“An Expert mission? What's the task?”
Yang Qi could tell that they were still making things hard for him. There was no question that they would be sending him on some very difficult mission.
That said, he was happy to comply. Becoming a law enforcement disciple would help him grow the power of his own faction in the sect. Before long, he would be running the Law-Enforcement God-Palace. After all, it would only take a few devil embryos for him to take control.
The White-Haired Boxer King, Crimson-Maiden Inferno, and Exalted Celestial Silver-Dagger conferred secretly via divine will. Then, Exalted Celestial Silver-Dagger said, “Your mission is to go to the Spritefolk and collect some spritefruits, which are panaceas that can be used to boost the medicinal efficacy of just about any type of medicine. They can also be used to forge god items and weapons, or improve the quality of existing equipment. Finish that mission, and you’ll be a law enforcement disciple.”
“Here’s the briefing. Take a look.” Crimson-Maiden Inferno produced a form that contained all the details of the mission. “Go to the medicine gardens of the Spritefolk and take eighty-one extremely rare spritefruits. Mission difficulty level: Expert.”
Although the mission briefing made it seem simple, Yang Qi knew that it would be anything but. Thankfully, he remembered reading about spritefruits in the Great Classic of God Ordainment.
They were considered the most precious of treasures, and were compatible with just about any medicinal pill. Add the fruit to the recipe, and the success rate would skyrocket. Unfortunately, the fruits only grew with the Spritefolk, who guarded them jealously and would kill anyone that tried taking them. If the Spritefolk learned the name of any person who even attempted to steal them, that person would be marked for death. The Spritefolk would then do everything in their power to see them dead.
There had even been cases of people who successfully stole spritefruits, only to let their guard down a hundred years later and be killed.
Spritefruit thieves were considered archenemies to all Spritefolk, an enmity that couldn’t be erased even if hundreds of thousands of years passed.
Obviously, the consequences for taking this mission were far-reaching.
Even if Yang Qi accomplished the mission, he could be marked for death by the Spritefolk, and would have to spend the rest of his life looking over his shoulder.
It was a mission that would obviously come with no end of difficulties. That said, it was the consequences that were troublesome; the actual act of stealing the fruit shouldn't be particularly hard.
In the end, Yang Qi knew that if he refused to accept the mission, these three proctors would claim that he didn't qualify to become a law enforcement disciple.
“I accept the mission,” he said. Taking the briefing, he turned and left.
The proctors smiled.
“I'm going to keep an eye on him and see if he tries any funny business,” Crimson-Maiden Inferno said. “I wonder how he plans to finish the mission. Maybe he'll even aim for a breakthrough before trying. If so, it won’t help. Spritefruit trees will absorb the energy of anyone who picks fruit from them, which will lead the Spritefolk right to them. Not even changing one’s appearance would do any good.”
“I'm also interested in the brat's secrets,” the White-Haired Boxer King said. “Unfortunately, we have more candidates to interview. Crimson-Maiden Inferno, we’ll have to rely on you to keep an eye on Yang Qi.”
“Okay,” she said, and subsequently vanished.
As Yang Qi accepted the mission and left the Law-Enforcement God-Palace, there were numerous disciples who were also leaving, but for a different reason. They had been rejected. Some were sighing in regret, some were severely wounded. There were even corpses being carried out, disciples who had lost their lives in the testing.
Yang Qi ignored them. Such disciples were gods, but they weren’t worth his attention. They might as well have been simple mortals from the impure lands.
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