"There are so many people." Su Yang sighed and squeezed into it helplessly.

What surprised Su Yang was that someone in front saw him wearing clothes quickly separated a road.

"This is the only benefit of the true disciple I have discovered at the moment." This scene made Su Yang sigh at his identity as the true disciple, smiled slightly, and quickly walked in under the surprised eyes of everyone.

"Isn't this guy pretending to be a true disciple? He is only at the sixth level of the Transformation Spirit?"

"Impersonation? Do you think anyone dares to impersonate the true disciple of our Bahuang Sect?"

"However, what background does this guy have in his cultivation level? He can actually become a true disciple?"

Many people around him had even higher cultivation than Su Yang, and even a low voice broke out.

Su Yang ignored it and went straight to the front, sweeping his eyes from the many tasks hanging on the wall.

"The complete corpse of the fourth-level monster wooden spirit beast, and the mission rewards 200 points."

"Bone of treasure beast, five hundred points."

"One star grass, three hundred points."

"The Jiulong Village of the Chu Dynasty can be destroyed, and four people can be formed to obtain three thousand points."

...

Su Yang swept over hundreds of tasks on the wall one by one, his face full of disappointment. None of these tasks was related to the Mu Dynasty. If he wanted to earn points, most of the tasks above were extremely time-consuming, but what he lacked the most now was time.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!