Supreme Demon God

Outer sect.

After Mo Xiu came back, he went straight back to the room to close up.

Half a day passed, and towards the evening, there was a knock on the door.

Mo Xiu opened the door and saw that there was an outer disciple standing outside, who had joined the Seraphic Sword Sect through normal selection not long ago.

"Something to do with me?" Mo Xiu asked.

"Yeah."

The disciple nodded and asked, "I heard that you went to Sword Valley to pick a sword today. Did you succeed?"

"I did," Mo Xiu replied briefly.

The man seemed to be relieved, and then said, "In that case, tomorrow is our turn to perform our daily tasks. I will remind you first, don't be late."

"I understand," Mo Xiu nodded lightly.

The so-called daily tasks were the chores that needed to be completed by the outer disciples in turn, such as carrying water, cutting wood, and cooking, etc. They were called cultivation, but in the final analysis, they were exploiting the value of outer disciples.

Seraphic Sword Sect's suzerain, elders, and those core disciples had special people to serve them, but the inner disciples and outer disciples were not so happy, especially the outer disciples, not only needed to complete the tasks issued by the sect, but also needed to complete daily tasks.

The tasks issued by the sect must be completed at least ten each month, otherwise, they would not get any training resources provided by the sect.

Daily tasks were compulsory. There was a turn once every three to five days, and a dozen people at a time would not receive any rewards even if they completed the task. If they failed to complete the task, they would be punished.

Inner sect disciples didn't need to do these daily tasks, but even if the talents tested during the selection process were high, they would generally only become inner sect disciples or core disciples after they broke through to the Profound Spirit Realm.

Mo Xiu joined the Seraphic Sword Sect, not to mess with people, no matter what, his previous life's identity was the Everlasting Demon King in the Realm of Heaven, now joining the Seraphic Sword Sect in order to control the Seraphic Sword Sect hadn't hurt his identity much. But if he really messed with people, he would really lose his status.

However, his current cultivation base was only in the Middle-stage of the Spirit Vessel Realm, and he had just broken through to this stage. He would definitely not be able to break through to the Late-stage in a short period of time, let alone the Profound Spirit Realm.

In this case, if he wanted to avoid messing with others, he must start from other places.

...

The next day, as the sky just lighted up, Mo Xiu went to the combat venue as required.

There were already many outside disciples in the field, all of whom needed to perform daily tasks.

It was the inner disciples who were responsible for guiding. After all, everyone was performing daily tasks for the first time, and there were many things they didn't understand. Inner disciples were promoted from outer disciples. They were familiar with the road, so it was more appropriate to be responsible for guiding.

Among those inner sect disciples, Mo Xiu also found a person with a relatively special identity – Ji Ping, the lover of Nalan Xuewei who had previously died in Mo Xiu's hands.

Guiding the outer disciples to perform daily tasks was a task issued by the sect. Inner disciples were not forced to perform it, but those in need took the task themselves.

Ji Ping took the task and happened to appear in this place. He was obviously coming for Mo Xiu. Mo Xiu was very sure about this. This guy couldn't wait to avenge Nalan Xuewei.

The inner disciples who were with Ji Ping didn't have any problems. They shouldn't embarrass Mo Xiu without any grudges, so those people didn't really need to take it seriously.

While Mo Xiu was looking at Ji Ping secretly, Ji Ping was also looking at Mo Xiu.

Seeing Mo Xiu wandering freely, with a calm look, he secretly sneered, "Good fellow, your time will come soon but it looks like you're ignorant of it."

Before long, the outer disciples who needed to perform daily tasks were assembled.

Ji Ping went out to represent the inner disciples and said to a group of outer disciples, "Today is your first daily mission. I will not introduce more about the tasks. In short, it is divided into two parts, one part is in the outer sect, and the other is in the inner sect. But because you are doing this kind of task for the first time, we will guide the whole process..."

After a pause, he continued, "The people I call next, go to the inner sect, and the others stay at the outer sect and follow the arrangements of the seniors."

After finishing speaking, he tapped his fingers several times and tapped a lot of people, including Mo Xiu.

Everything was in Mo Xiu's expectation, so Mo Xiu was not surprised at all. He also ignored the sympathetic gazes cast by the inner disciples who came with Ji Ping.

On the way to the inner gate, Ji Ping deliberately slowed down and walked side by side with Mo Xiu.

He glanced at Mo Xiu and said, "Are you the Wu Jue who survived the Desolate Ridge?"

Mo Xiu nodded lightly, did not use honorifics, and only replied a word, "Yes."

Ji Ping's eyes flickered, and then he asked, "Do you know why I am talking to you?"

"I don't know," Mo Xiu replied without thinking.

Ji Ping: "Do you know a person named Nalan Xuewei?"

"I don't know," Mo Xiu replied mechanically.

Ji Ping sneered, "Don't pretend, Shao Jianbo has already told me everything. Not only Nalan Xuewei was killed by you, but the other people who entered Desolate Ridge died in your hands too, even if you try to conceal it, it's still useless."

Mo Xiu shook his head slightly and said nothing.

Except for the period when he went to Sword Valley, his Divine Consciousness had always enveloped the entire Seraphic Sword Sect, and he knew everything in the Seraphic Sword Sect.

As far as he knew, Shao Jianbo only told this guy that he(MX) knew Nalan Xuewei and Wang Ying, but didn't say that all the people who entered Desolate Ridge died in his hands.

Ji Ping obviously wanted to swindle the news from him, so he could report to the Law Enforcement Hall, drive him out of the Seraphic Sword Sect, and find a chance to kill him.

Mo Xiu naturally wouldn't let the other party succeed. He was not afraid of trouble, but he didn't want to increase trouble meaninglessly.

Seeing Mo Xiu's silence, Ji Ping frowned and said, "What? Did you admit it tacitly?"

"Which eye did you see me admit tacitly?" Mo Xiu replied unceremoniously.

Ji Ping snorted coldly, "Is this the kind of attitude you put when you talk to the inner sect senior brother?"

"Senior brother? Do you deserve it too?" Mo Xiu said expressionlessly, but disdain was clearly visible.

Ji Ping was stunned for a moment, and looked at Mo Xiu as if he was about to kill, "Good! Very good! You are really arrogant enough, just like what Shao Jianbo described."

With Mo Xiu's attitude of disrespecting the inner sect senior brother, he could sue to the Law Enforcement Hall, and let Mo Xiu be punished by the Law Enforcement Hall.

However, he was also an inner disciple, and Mo Xiu was just a small outer disciple. If he sued him just because of this trivial matter, this inner disciple title would be too cowardly and easy to be ridiculed by the entire Seraphic Sword Sect. This was not the result he wanted.

Besides, the attitude was a vague thing. Also, he wasn't disrespectful to him in front of the people of the Law Enforcement Hall. So even if he sued Mo Xiu, without evidence, the Law Enforcement Hall might still dismiss this matter.

He took a deep breath and said coldly, "We still have a lot of time, I don't mind playing with you slowly, and see when you collapse!"

Mo Xiu glanced at Ji Ping, his face full of contempt.

Not long after, a group of people came to the inner sect.

Before Ji Ping assigned a specific task, Mo Xiu felt a few unkind eyes falling on him.

"That guy is Wu Jue who survived in Desolate Ridge?"

"Yes, I have seen his portrait. There will be no one else except him."

"Heh, his cultivation base is only in the Middle-stage of the Spirit Vessel Realm."

"With this cultivation base, I doubt whether Wang Ying died in his hands."

"Follow him, anyway, this guy is the only one who survived the challenge of Desolate Ridge. He took away the spot that should have belonged to Wang Ying. Let's teach that guy a lesson. At least we can rest assured that we don't owe Wang Ying's favor anymore."

"The guy Ji Ping deliberately led the task of guiding the outer disciple. It should be directed at this person named Wu Jue. Let's wait until Ji Ping finishes his lesson."

...

Although there was a distance, the conversations of several inner disciples all fell into Mo Xiu's ears.

Mo Xiu glanced at the inner disciples, and secretly noted the appearance of those people.

He didn't know the specific identities of those people, but they were obviously people who owed Wang Ying's favor, and they were the ones who would trouble him after Ji Ping.

Regardless of Ji Ping, these inner disciples who owed Wang Ying's favor, their cultivation bases were only in the Profound Spirit Realm, so he did not care about them much yet.

These people wanted to teach him, but they didn't know that he came here on purpose.

At this time, Ji Ping looked at all the outer disciples who came to the inner sect and assigned tasks one by one.

After the other people's tasks were assigned, he looked at Mo Xiu and said, "You come with me."

Mo Xiu knew that Ji Ping was going to do something, but he didn't care. When he didn't know what to do, he still looked like he was wandering and left with Ji Ping.

The inner disciples who had been paying attention to Mo Xiu just now realized that a good show was about to be staged, and they followed suit.

After a while, a group of people came to the combat field at the inner sect.

Ji Ping then said, "Your daily task today is to serve as a training partner for our inner disciples."

After speaking, he sneered and lowered his voice, "Don't worry, I won't let you die easily, I will only play with you slowly and let you know what life is better than death."

Mo Xiu didn't show any fear, nor was he angry at discovering Ji Ping's conspiracy.

He glanced at the inner combat field, and said calmly, "Very well, even the location has been selected. It seems that you have indeed made your enlightenment."

"Hmm?"

Ji Ping frowned, only feeling a little puzzled.

Mo Xiu stepped back two steps, took out his identity jade medal, and said loudly, "Ji Ping, you are looking for death by yourself. Don't blame me for taking targeting you. Today, I will let you be a stepping stone for me to step into the inner sect!"