The top-level junior sister also wants to act weak today

Jiang Yingxue pursed her lips and laughed awkwardly twice: "Yes, I reached the fifth level without realizing it. But Master, please don't tell anyone..."

"Don't worry." Wan Jin'an waved his hand: "Since you have reached the fifth level, our chances of winning the sect competition have increased a little bit."

Seeing Wan Jinan mention the sect competition, Jiang Yingxue quickly said, "But Master, we don't even have a suitable weapon right now. How can we participate in the sect competition?"

"Don't worry, I've already thought of a plan for this. Starting tomorrow, you, Chu Ying, Yi Zhi, and Yan Chuan, the four of you will follow me on my mission."

The Xianyun Sect's place for assigning quests is called Xuanji Pavilion. Inside, there's a bulletin board displaying various quests, divided into four major levels, A, B, C, and D, from difficult to easy. Each of these levels is further divided into first, second, and third grades. In other words, A-level quests are the most difficult, while D-level quests are the easiest.

Of course, the more difficult the mission, the greater the reward. The reason First Peak had managed to survive for so long despite being so poor was entirely due to Yan Chuan occasionally completing missions to help out.

The next day, Wan Jinan led four people to Xuanji Pavilion.

He glanced at the tasks on the notice board, then took a Level B task and said with satisfaction, "This is good. Although the task is a bit difficult, the reward is large enough, 3,000 spirit stones."

"Master, the countermeasure you mentioned yesterday, wasn't it about completing missions to earn money and then buying weapons?"

Wan Jinan nodded and said, "Yes, in three months, Linxian City will hold its triennial auction. There will be a variety of weapons for us to choose from. As long as we have enough money, hehe~"

Wan Jinan laughed, "Then you won't have to worry about lacking weapons. Of course, completing missions also allows you to gain more practical combat experience. After all, swords and guns are merciless in the arena. If you encounter despicable villains like the Lingxi Sect, they might really take your lives. Anyway, accept the mission first. Let's go and register first."

After saying that, Wan Jinan took the number plate and led everyone to the head of Xuanji Pavilion.

When the Pavilion Master saw that the visitor was Wan Jinan, a hint of surprise immediately appeared on his face. He teased, "Wow, what a fresh face you have. Master Wan Feng hasn't come to Xuanji Pavilion to receive a mission in a long time. It's been almost twenty years since the last time."

"Alright, alright, Old Liu, stop teasing me. I'm just taking a group of disciples out to practice and gain experience. Here, please register this Level B mission."

The Pavilion Master took the mission card, glanced at it, and then said with a smile: "Since you are personally taking care of it, it is not too much to accept a Class A3 mission. Why did you only accept an escort mission?"

"What I value is the value for money. Less work, more money. I can finish it quickly and come back to take on the next one."

The Pavilion Master raised an eyebrow. "You're really lucky! This mission is really cost-effective. You picked it up right after it was posted. What's the matter? Are you short of money?"

Wan Jinan tutted his words lightly: "Isn't this funny? When will I ever have enough money to survive on First Peak? Stop talking nonsense, register quickly, and call the client out."

"Okay, okay, you wait." After saying that, the Pavilion Master gave a few instructions to his disciples. After a while, the disciple came out with an old man.

The old man was slightly hunched, with white hair and wrinkles on his forehead. He held a brand new cane in his hand.

After registering the mission, the Pavilion Master said to the others, "This is the person you are protecting this time, Mr. Song. Your mission is to escort him to the Yan family in the southwest of Beichen Country to attend the wedding banquet of the Yan and Meng families in three days. These 500 spirit stones are the deposit for the mission. After completing the mission, Mr. Song will give you the final payment."

"There's such a good deal!?" Chu Ying was incredulous. "Just give him a gift, then accompany him to his wedding, and you can get three thousand spirit stones? That simple?"

Old Mr. Song looked at Chu Ying, a flicker of displeasure in his eyes, as if he wasn't quite satisfied with this impetuous girl. Turning around, he said to the Pavilion Master, "I paid you a fortune to assign my escort to Level B, so why did you only send a young girl to carry out my mission? She's obviously an inexperienced newbie, no good. Are you trying to trick me because you think I'm easy to bully? I want a strong escort, and it has to be a strong one, understand?"

The Pavilion Master immediately smiled and said, "Old man, we in the Xianyun Sect have always been reliable in our work, and we wouldn't dare to fool you. Although this disciple is indeed a newcomer, there are five of us on this mission, one of whom is the head of the First Peak, and the others are his disciples. With five of us escorting you back, you will be absolutely safe."

"First Peak?" Old Master Song snorted. "Isn't First Peak the weakest peak in your Xianyun Sect? Even if the Peak Master were to step in, how could a powerful warrior with four burdens handle it?"

Chu Ying was immediately furious when she heard this. "Hey, old man, why are you being so harsh? We're just the poorest, but we're not the worst, okay? Yizhi and I are among the top three freshmen this year! And, Brother Yan, he's a late Jindan stage expert! We've gathered all the strongest people from the First Peak to escort you, and it only costs 3,000 spirit stones. You're secretly happy with that price."

"Oh? Really? In addition to the master of the first peak, there is also a late Jindan stage?" The old man looked at everyone again, and his heart was slightly relieved.

Jiang Yingxue, however, felt a hint of doubt. She stepped forward and replied, "What Chu Ying said is certainly true, but I'm a little curious. Why are you so obsessed with strong men? But this mission isn't as simple as you say."

After hearing this, Mr. Song suddenly stabbed the ground with his cane, making a sharp sound, which immediately made the atmosphere around them tense. He stared at Jiang Yingxue with a sharp gaze and said coldly, "The task is just that simple. Just send me back to the Meng family. Cut the crap. Will you accept it? They're getting married in three days, and I have to rush back the day before their wedding."

"Go, go, go." Wan Jinan gently raised his hand, interrupting the two people's argument: "Okay, stop talking to this old man. He's already old. Let's find a way to send him to the Meng family first."

After saying this, Wan Jinan turned to Old Song with a serious expression, "But Mr. Song, let me tell you first, the southwestern road of Beichen Kingdom is not close to here. If you want to take a carriage, even if it's a Ferghana horse, it will take seven or eight days. If you want to get there in two days, you can only take Chu Ying's spirit beast. But you are old, flying so high, can your heart withstand it?"