Qiankun Gourd

The third floor of the Mission Pavilion is rarely visited by anyone except the elders from the Golden Immortal Realm, because the missions here are extremely dangerous.

In the hall, a tall green stone tablet was shining.

Ye Feng walked forward and scanned the stone tablet with his spiritual sense.

Pieces of information appeared in his mind.

"In the East Sea Immortal Territory, a ninth-level demon king appeared."

"A mysterious magic circle appeared in the Northern Ice Fairyland."

"A giant slime beast from the Xuanxian realm appeared at the border of Xiyuan."

"A mysterious vortex appeared in the South Sea Fairyland."

"There is a fifth-level demon king causing chaos in Chilan Continent."

"There is a third-level demon king causing chaos in Jinyang Continent."

"There is a first-level demon king causing chaos in Fengtian Continent."

"There is a first-level demon king causing chaos in Wanping Continent."

......

It turns out that all the tasks in the Mission Pavilion come from the Immortal Palace, otherwise the information would not be so complete. Only the Immortal Palace has such ability.

"The ninth-rank demon king of the East Sea Immortal Realm was killed by Li Chenfeng, the eldest disciple of the second-rank sect Tianque Pavilion."

"The giant slime beast at the border of Xiyuan was killed by Ying Zheng, the chief disciple of the first-class sect Renhuang Xianzong."

......

Then some more information appeared in Ye Feng's mind.

Two names left a deep impression on Ye Feng, Li Chenfeng, the eldest disciple of Tianque Pavilion, and Ying Zheng, the eldest disciple of Renhuang Immortal Sect.

These two people are the best in the Golden Immortal Realm and the best in the Mysterious Immortal Realm respectively, and they are also the goals and directions of Ye Feng's future cultivation.

The most he can do now is to kill a first-level demon king.

"【In Fengtian Continent, a first-level demon king is causing chaos】"

"【There is a first-level demon king causing chaos in Wanping Continent】"

"Let's go to Fengtian Continent first."

Ye Feng muttered to himself, and then left the mission pavilion.

Fengtian Continent is located in the south of the Human Emperor Immortal Realm. There are many immortal cultivation sects here. The highest level is the fourth-level immortal cultivation sect, and the others are fifth- and sixth-level immortal cultivation sects.

If a demon king appears, these sects will find it difficult to resist. Of course, if the ancestors of the major sects attack together, there will still be a chance of a battle with the demon king, but they do not want to take the risk.

These ancestors only care about their own interests and don't care about others at all.

Therefore, a situation arises where demons appear and no one is in charge.

Xingfeng City is a remote city on Fengtian Continent. The city wall is built with huge bluestones. It has withstood the erosion of wind and rain, but it is still as strong as ever. The years have left mottled marks on its surface, adding a bit of simplicity and vicissitudes.

On the city wall, there are arrow towers, one every few dozen steps. The soldiers guarding the city are dressed in armor and holding spears and swords. They patrol day and night to guard every inch of the city.

The city gate is tall and heavy, forged from fine iron. The door is carved with intricate totems and mythical beasts, symbolizing the majesty and power of the city.

Ye Feng hid his cultivation in the Five True Immortal Realm and landed in front of the city gate.

At this moment, there was an endless stream of people entering and leaving the city gate. There were mainly two types of people: merchants and cultivators.

Most businessmen have low cultivation levels, the highest being only a first-level True Immortal. However, among the cultivators, there are quite a few seventh-level, eighth-level, and ninth-level True Immortals.

Ye Feng followed the group into the city.

The city is well laid out, with crisscrossing streets and shops made of blue bricks and black tiles on both sides.

Ye Feng came to a teahouse and sat down. He first ordered a pot of fairy tea, and then spread out his spiritual sense and began to inquire about the news around him.

The conversation between two cultivators on the second floor caught Ye Feng's attention.

"Friend Yang, have you heard?"

"There's a demon in Nanyu City in the west again!"

"A lot of young women died."

The bald man said to the middle-aged man in green robe next to him.

"These demons are so bold that they dare to come to my Fengtian Continent to cause chaos openly."

"If I had the strength of a celestial being, I would definitely kill them and use their Nascent Soul to make pills."

The middle-aged man in green robe slammed the table in anger when he heard this.

"Hush! Be careful, the walls may have ears. The three great sects don't dare to intervene, so how dare you?"

The bald man raised his finger and shushed twice.

"The Tian Jue Sect, the Tu Xiao Sect, and the Qi Sha Sect, these three major sects are also a bunch of trash."

"I don't even dare to kill a small demon."

The middle-aged man in green robe said indignantly,

"Do we, the human monks, have to swallow our anger?"

"Alas, there is nothing we can do. I heard that there is a demon king on the mainland, so no one dares to take action."

"Now we can only hope that the Immortal Realm will send someone over."

The bald man sighed.

......

After hearing this, Ye Feng left the teahouse and bought a map of Fengtian Continent at a grocery store.

He first found the location of Xingfeng City on the map, and then found Nanyu City thousands of miles to the west.

"Nanyu City!"

"It should be right here."

Ye Feng put away the map, left Xingfeng City, and then turned into a beam of light and headed for Nanyu City.

The outside of Nanyu City was lifeless, forming a sharp contrast with the prosperity of Xingfeng City.

Many people were walking out of the city with their families.

However, there are also many people in the city who would rather die than leave their hometown.

There were also many immortal cultivators walking towards the city. These people had only one goal, which was to kill the demon and win honor for the human cultivators.

Among them are independent cultivators as well as disciples from major sects.

Once the demon is killed, not only will you become famous, but you can also capture the demon's Nascent Soul and sell it for a good price.

After becoming famous, it is possible that he would go to the fairyland and be accepted as a disciple by a third-rate sect, just like Ye Feng in the past.

Ye Feng followed these people into the city and sat down in a teahouse.

He swept his spiritual sense around and found that more than a dozen cultivators in the Heavenly Immortal Realm and twenty to thirty cultivators in the True Immortal Realm had gathered in the teahouse.

They were all discussing the monsters in the city.

"That demon is so bold that he dared to say openly that he would take away Mr. Wang's daughter tonight."

"This is intolerable. With so many fellow Taoists here today, we will make sure he never returns."

A bearded man said loudly.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, don't act rashly. You should first find out the other party's cultivation level."

An old Taoist in green robe said at the side.

"Fellow Daoist Qiu, if you are scared, you can withdraw now. No one will stop you."

The bearded man gave the old Taoist in green robe an angry look.

"My two Taoist friends, please be patient. The demon has committed many evil deeds. We must kill him."

"But we can't act blindly."

Ye Feng suddenly spoke.

Hearing the voice, everyone looked at Ye Feng. Seeing that Ye Feng was only a third-rank True Immortal, everyone showed a sarcastic smile on their face.

"How dare you, a third-level True Immortal, speak so arrogantly here!"

"How funny!"

The bearded man mocked Ye Feng.

"You don't know your own limitations. A third-rank True Immortal dares to come and kill monsters. You must be crazy for wanting to be famous!"

Someone spoke directly to Ye Feng.

"The lowest level of cultivation here is the fifth-rank True Immortal. How can you, a third-rank True Immortal, have a say?"

Someone angrily retorted to Ye Feng.

"Hehe, although my cultivation is low, I still want to contribute."

Ye Feng was not angry but happy.