165: Chapter 165 Message to Senior Sister, Yu Chuixiao.

In the early morning, thin mist shrouded the courtyard like a veil.

Crystal clear dew hung on the bamboo leaves, shimmering under the faint morning light.

Qin Feng was sleeping soundly on the couch, with a faint lingering warmth beside him from the night before.

Suddenly— "Skree—!" A crane's cry, piercing gold and splitting stone, abruptly tore through the morning silence.

A violent gust of wind howled down, blowing the newly sprouted flowers and grass in the courtyard askew.

Qin Feng snapped his eyes open, a cold clarity flashing in the depths of his profound gaze.

He immediately threw on a black robe and pushed open the door to walk into the courtyard.

He saw a huge crane with wings as crystal clear as snow, holding its head high and arrogant, perched in the center of the courtyard.

Standing on the crane's broad back was a female Cultivator wearing a moon-white flowing cloud dress.

The female Cultivator was beautiful, but her brows revealed an aloofness and arrogance that kept others at a distance.

She looked down from above at Qin Feng standing on the ground, a flash of undisguised contempt in her eyes.

"Outer Sect Disciple Qin Feng, receive the decree!"

Her cold and proud voice echoed over the small courtyard, as if she were bestowing charity.

Qin Feng rubbed his aching temples, a playful sneer curling at the corner of his mouth, and said indifferently: "Senior Sister, disturbing someone's dream early in the morning is not a polite habit. If you have something to say, say it quickly."

"Presumptuous!" Senior Sister Yu Chuixiao's phoenix eyes widened, and she scolded sharply: "A mere Qi Refining Disciple, how dare you be rude to this Senior Sister?! If it weren't for the urgency of the mission, I would certainly punish you, this arrogant fellow, today."

After speaking, she waved her slender jade hand, and a black-red Jade Slip emitting a faint blood-colored light transformed into a streak of light, shooting straight at Qin Feng's Face.

Qin Feng stood still, just casually grabbing into the Void Realm with his right hand, easily catching the Jade Slip in his palm.

"This is a 'Sect Contribution Mission' issued by the Task Hall!"

Senior Sister Yu Chuixiao stood on the crane's back and snorted coldly from above: "Mission content: Depart for Sunset City immediately. Recently, a fugitive from the Demonic Path has been rampant in the Sunset City area, even brutally murdering several Outer Sect Disciples of our Hehuan Sect. The Sect has specially dispatched you to search for and kill them to uphold the Hehuan Sect's might!"

"Contribution Mission? Eliminate demons and defend the Dao?" Qin Feng couldn't help but frown slightly upon hearing these words.

He probed the Jade Slip with his Divine Sense, scanning it roughly, and the sneer on his Face widened.

"Senior Sister, are you joking? I am merely an Outer Sect Disciple at Qi Refining Level 7, and you want me to hunt down a Cultivator of the Demonic Path capable of killing several Hehuan Sect Disciples?"

"This is the decree of the Task Hall; I am only responsible for delivering it." Senior Sister Yu Chuixiao's tone was cold, leaving no room for negotiation, and she ordered: "You are limited to reaching Sunset City within three days. If there is any delay, you will be treated as having committed the crime of betraying the Sect. You surely don't want to experience the methods of the Law Enforcement Hall. That is all, take care of yourself!"

"Skree—!" The crane let out a high-pitched cry, its wings flapped violently, and it soared into the sky, creating a violent gust of wind, disappearing into the vast sea of clouds in an instant.

Qin Feng stood in the courtyard, tossing the black-red Jade Slip in his hand, cold light flickering in his profound eyes.

"Mandatory mission... Sunset City... Cultivator of the Demonic Path..."

Qin Feng snorted coldly, his heart as clear as a mirror; it was obvious that someone was deliberately trying to sabotage him, but he was not an ordinary man. If others wanted to mess with him, that would be too much of a loss of Face...

Having made up his mind, Qin Feng did not hesitate at all. His figure flashed, he left the courtyard directly, and silently swept towards the direction of Qingmu Peak.

The Sect's order was an irresistible trend. Although he was not afraid of the schemes of those at the bottom, a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. Before departing, he had to go and communicate clearly with his biggest backer.

Qingmu Peak, back mountain villa. Morning mist curled, and spiritual flowers bloomed.

Inside the inner room, Xu Hongxia was wearing a fiery red semi-transparent gauze dress, leaning absent-mindedly on a soft couch covered with the fur of a Yao Beast.

Yesterday, being boldly hugged by that Rebellious Disciple Qin Feng, who even said something like "I will offer myself to you," truly caused this usually aloof Golden Core Stage female Elder to lose her composure. All night long, her mind kept flashing back to that Face full of roguishness yet incomparably domineering.

The breath of youth, it was truly wonderful...

"Damned Rebellious Disciple... He has really rebelled against the heavens..." Xu Hongxia rubbed her burning cheeks and spat angrily.

"Bang—!" Just at this moment, the gate of the villa was pushed open by someone.

"Revered Master, help me! Your Disciple is about to be killed by someone—!" Qin Feng's sorrowful and miserable wailing sound was transmitted from outside without any warning.

"Rebellious Disciple, what are you wailing about again?!" Xu Hongxia was startled, instinctively sitting up straight from the soft couch, her phoenix eyes widened, and she scolded with some shy anger: "So clumsy, what kind of decorum is this?! If you dare to speak nonsense again, this Revered Master will definitely skin you alive today!"

"Revered Master, look at this." Qin Feng rushed in with a "grievance-filled" Face, holding the black-red Jade Slip with both hands, just like a little daughter-in-law who had suffered a great grievance: "The Task Hall actually issued a mandatory demon-slaying mission to me, asking me to go to Sunset City to kill a Cultivator of the Demonic Path."

"You tell me, I am just the most obedient and filial little Disciple of the Qi Refinement Stage under your seat. What do I have to risk my life against a Devil Head who kills without blinking? Isn't this clearly borrowing a knife to kill someone, wanting your Disciple to go to his death?!"

Xu Hongxia frowned slightly, reached out to take the Jade Slip, scanned it with her Divine Sense, and her pretty Face sank instantly.

"Mandatory dispatch? Sunset City Cultivator of the Demonic Path sniping?" Xu Hongxia slammed the Jade Slip onto the table and snorted coldly: "Nonsense! Demon-slaying missions have always been led by Inner Sect Disciples at the Foundation Establishment Stage or above. How could it fall on the head of a newly promoted Qi Refining Disciple like you?! Someone must have tampered with it!"

"Then Revered Master, hurry up and use your great Divine Ability to cancel this lousy mission." Qin Feng took the opportunity, leaning forward with a fawning Face.

Xu Hongxia rubbed her forehead helplessly and sighed: "It's not that simple. The Dharma seal of the mandatory mission has been activated in the Sect's grand formation. Once issued, it is recorded. In ordinary times, I could go find the Elder of the Task Hall for a cup of tea and have it changed."

"But this time, the mission is marked as 'extremely urgent.' If we force a change, not only is the procedure complicated, but there isn't enough time. If you don't arrive within three days, the law is merciless, and they will really take you in for the crime of betraying the Sect."

"Ah?!" Qin Feng rolled his eyes, and simply pushed his shamelessness to the limit. He stepped forward, lowered his body, and his hands naturally and tightly wrapped around Xu Hongxia's plump, long, and straight legs, which were wrapped in fiery red gauze.

"Revered Master, you cannot watch your Disciple go to his death..." Qin Feng wailed while burying his Face in her thighs, feeling the amazing elasticity and warmth, shamelessly rubbing against them, and continued to beg: "If your Disciple dies outside, who will massage your shoulders and beat your legs in the future? Who will pour tea and water for you? Who will inherit your legacy?! You must find a way to save your Disciple, okay?"

"Ah—!" "You... you Rebellious Disciple, let go of this Revered Master, let go!" Being held so intimately and without any gap by a young man, Xu Hongxia felt as if she had been struck by lightning, her delicate body trembling violently.

An uncontrollable strange electric current instantly spread throughout her body, her pretty Face turned red to the roots of her ears at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even her fair neck was stained with a charming flush. She tried desperately to kick her legs, but Qin Feng was like a human octopus, refusing to let go, holding on even tighter.