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Chapter 172: Chapter 120: Han Ye Walks among Mankind, Slays Demons, Achieves Mastery of Swordsmanship Part 2

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Publishing so many bounty tasks right now, they probably just want to take revenge on the Bai Tian Demon Sect.

Han Ye determined the tasks he wanted to complete, all of which were within his ability-simple tasks that posed no challenge. So, he went to the front desk of the Great Hall to register his Identity Jade Plate.

The leading elder of the Great Hall was surprised to see the large stack of task postings Han Ye picked up, “Are you going to complete all these tasks at once?”

His eyes involuntarily exposed his doubts.

Usually, a disciple would complete one or two tasks. It was rare for someone to undertake more than three, considering that people have limited energy. This was the first time he had seen someone like Han Ye.

“These aren’t challenging tasks, elder. Please rest assured. I’m only doing this

because I’m a few points short of promoting.”

Han Ye offered this explanation.

“This is your definition of ’a few points short’?”

The task elder commented somewhat sarcastically, but he didn’t say much else

and proceeded with the procedures for Han Ye.

-Most of the deadlines are within a month, and the time spent traveling is also included. Are you sure you can handle it?”

He cautioned just one last time.

“Don’t worry, it won’t be a problem.”

Han Ye nodded.

After conveying these messages, Han Ye walked out of the Task Hall, a gust of fragrant wind rushing in his face.

His Spiritual Sense pinpointed two women, and he was a bit surprised:

“Senior sister, you have been drinking?”

In front of him was Shen Yuxiang, holding a wine jug, looking quite drunk. The other woman was Luo Lingyun, whom Han Ye had met a couple of times half a month ago.

Shen Yuxiang, wrapped in a thick fox fur over her fragrant shoulder and supported by Luo Lingyun, straightened her long legs and looked at him, her eyes filled with mirth, “So, it’s brother Han.”

“Eh…what are you doing here, brother Han? Weren’t you cultivating in seclusion?”

Upon hearing Han Ye’s voice, Shen Yuxiang lifted her bleary eyes and gazed at Han Ye, “Wait a minute, when did you break through to Golden Core?

A joyful smile curled up the corner of her mouth. After examining Han Ye carefully, she remarked with some gratification, “Not bad. You’re catching up with me. It seems I will have to introduce you to more female cultivators.”

Han Ye’s lips twitched and he chuckled nervously, “Senior sister, don’t rush.

Such matters can’t be forced.”

And then he quickly changed the subject: “Senior sister, why are you drinking so much tonight? Is something bothering you?”

Luo Lingyun explained with a smile, “That’s just her, she has always had a habit of drinking. Seems like after all these years, you still don’t understand your senior sister.”

Han Ye rubbed his head in embarrassment.

Her observation was true. Over the years since he joined the sect, he had been seeing his senior sister less and less as his cultivation improved.

Now, as his cultivation gradually improved, he no longer needed anyone’s guidance. He could learn by himself, overcoming various challenges.

Han Ye had been in the Dragon Sparrow Sect for a full eight years. And with the abundant cultivation resources he won in the Golden Cicada Secret Realm, his cultivation had reached the early Golden Core stage. His cultivation speed was amazingly fast.

With this progress, he stood prominently even within the entire Dragon

Sparrow Sect.

Unknowingly, he had become the target of others’ pursuit.

Let’s go back in time. He was just an ordinary disciple during the sect entrance examination.

As it stands, he could now somewhat claim a place among the sect’s geniuses, couldn’t he?

Shen Yuxiang seemed to not have heard Luo Lingyun’s words. Her gaze fixated on Han Ye’s white robe, her cheeks flushing, “Why did you change your clothes? Have you become a direct disciple?”

“Good, good, I just knew you could do it…ah!”

Mid-sentence, she let out a burp.

Seeing her in such a drunk state, Han Ye shook his head involuntarily before responding, “I just broke through recently, but I’m short on examination points.”

-It seems you’re going out for training. In that case, take care, watch out for your safety. I’ll take your senior sister back to Pure Yang Peak.

Luo Lingyun, supporting Shen Yuxiang, gave Han Ye a word of advice.

“Alright, take good care of my senior sister. It seems she drank a bit too much. Han Ye helplessly nodded.

After speaking, Luo Lingyun, supporting the two, flew away with her Magic Power.

“You, you, don’t tell me you’re interested in your little junior brother.”

On the way, Luo Lingyun showed a meaningful smile.

Shen Yuxiang let out a hiccup, her muddled eyes glittering with panic as she hurriedly denied it,

“No, not at alL.I’m his senior sister. How could L.hick?”

Green Pine Town.

Located at the border of Great Zhou, this town under the jurisdiction of Great Zhou was a necessary waypoint for passing caravans.

Surrounded by mountains, the cobblestone roads across the town were rugged and uneven, the taverns and inns on both sides of the streets were bustling.

The sunshine and the green pine forest imbued the leisurely and comfortable atmosphere of the town with simplicity and purity.

“Have you heard? The mountains around aren’t so peaceful. Often at night, you can hear the howling of ghosts and wolves. I suspect another demon is wreaking havoc.”

In the Laifu Tavern, a traveler wearing a dusty robe drank a cup of tea and sighed.

His statement was soon agreed upon by others.

“Isn’t that the truth? I thought the Black Wind Cave had settled down for a year and would finally be quite. But here we have another demon causing trouble. These sects are not doing anything.”

“You are right. I have noticed that cultivators from the sects are becoming increasingly common. Before, I could go on about seeing one for days during my travels. Now, every few days, I can see one. I wonder what they are doing.” “The world is in chaos. When immortals fight, mortals suffer. 1 just wish our days could be better and the taxes imposed by Great Zhou for next year could be less.”

The tea friends and travelers seated around started to converse, talking about their recent observations and experiences.

But these words were overheard by a tall man in a white robe sitting in the

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