Chapter 58 – One line

Ye Changqing stood dumbfounded, watching everything unfold. He wasn't the only one confused; at the center of it all was Jin Min.

Jin Min, who had been busy eating among the crowd, looked up blankly when she heard the disciples' cheers, her mouth still dotted with grains of rice.

Especially when she saw that Senior Brother in the crowd, Jin Min really wanted to shout, "Damn it, I never said those things, stop slandering me."

But before Jin Min could speak, the disciples were already fired up. That Senior Brother led the crowd over and earnestly said to Jin Min, "Junior Sister Jin Min, thank you for teaching me this lesson. Rest assured, if you can do it, so can I."

"Thank you, Junior Sister Jin Min."

The disciples behind him all cupped their hands in thanks, and before Jin Min could respond, the group left in a grand procession.

Jin Min was left standing there, dumbfounded. Wait, what did I even say?

In no time, the bold declarations of venturing out and braving forbidden grounds swept through the entire Divine Sword Peak like a hurricane.

Many disciples clamored to learn from Jin Min, to achieve the freedom of eating, to take control of their meals.

Moreover, after some discussion, they realized that simply going out to train wasn't very cost-effective. Before that, they could go to the Main Peak Task Hall and take on some tasks.

This way, they could both train and earn sect points, which they could later exchange for spells, pills, divine weapons, and more upon returning to the sect.

It was a virtuous cycle.

"Senior Brother is a genius."

Upon hearing this plan, many disciples gave a thumbs up, genuinely impressed.

"You're too kind, Junior Brothers. It's just a thought I had. However, the training outside will certainly take some time, so we should take on more tasks. Keep that in mind."

"Don't worry, Senior Brother, we understand."

Starting the next day, disciples from Divine Sword Peak began leaving the sect one after another to train outside.

Of course, before leaving, they didn't forget to stop by the Main Peak Task Hall to take on some tasks.

This led to the Task Hall being filled with Divine Sword Peak disciples, many of whom were injured and wrapped in bandages, over the next two days.

"These Divine Sword Peak disciples are too intense, taking on tasks even while injured?"

"That's why I say there's something wrong with Divine Sword Peak."

Other disciples steered clear, thinking it was crazy to take on tasks in such a state.

However, when they saw how the Divine Sword Peak disciples took on tasks, they couldn't stay calm.

Normally, disciples from other peaks would first check the task details and then choose a suitable one.

Divine Sword Peak disciples did the same, but they didn't just look at one or two tasks—they looked at entire rows.

A Divine Sword Peak disciple approached the task display array.

The array projected a light screen, neatly listing numerous tasks, categorized by star level.

After observing for a while, one of the Divine Sword Peak disciples said something that left everyone around stunned.

"Excuse me, I'd like to take this entire row of tasks."

"What?"

The task hall steward responsible for registration was dumbfounded, staring blankly at the disciple.

Hearing this, the disciple repeated.

"I'll take this entire vertical row of tasks."

Confirming he hadn't misheard, the steward was at a loss. He had worked in the task hall for over a hundred years and thought he had seen all kinds of disciples.

Some disciples did like to take on multiple tasks at once, but at most five or six, rarely more than ten.

And this Divine Sword Peak disciple wanted an entire row.

This row had at least twenty or thirty tasks. Damn it, are you here to wholesale?

The steward composed himself and said seriously, "Disciple, tasks from the Dao Yi Sect cannot be transferred or resold."

"That's not my intention. I plan to complete these tasks myself. Is there a limit on how many tasks one can take?"

Well, it wasn't against the rules. The steward had no argument left.

Under everyone's astonished gaze, he registered the tasks for the Divine Sword Peak disciple, and over thirty tasks disappeared from the light screen instantly.

In the Dao Yi Sect, once a task is taken, it cannot be taken again until it is completed or failed.

After taking the tasks, the Divine Sword Peak disciple turned and left decisively, with a determined look in his eyes. This time, he would either succeed or die trying.

Watching him leave, disciples from other peaks whispered among themselves.

"See, I told you there's something wrong with Divine Sword Peak disciples."

"It's more than just a problem; it seems worse than before."

"Yeah, not only are there three large-scale sparring sessions every day, but now they're taking on tasks like crazy. Sigh..."

They thought it was an isolated case, but as more Divine Sword Peak disciples came to the task hall, each taking entire rows of tasks, either horizontally or vertically, the tasks in the hall rapidly dwindled. Eventually, only a few three-star and four-star tasks, along with the highly difficult five-star tasks, remained.

Disciples from other peaks couldn't sit still any longer. Damn it, at this rate, Divine Sword Peak would take all the tasks.

When another Divine Sword Peak disciple approached the light screen, before he could speak, a disciple from another peak exclaimed, "Have you Divine Sword Peak people gone mad? Who takes tasks like this, row by row?"

Their voice was almost tearful. Enough was enough. Everyone was here to take on tasks, so what was Divine Sword Peak trying to do?

In response, the Divine Sword Peak disciple merely glanced at them and said something that made them want to spit blood.

"What, is there a rule against taking tasks row by row?"

"You..."

Ignoring the other disciples, he turned to the steward beside the light screen.

Sensing the gaze, the steward inexplicably shivered, his face turning a bit pale.

"Are there no more entire rows? Then I'll take all the remaining three-star tasks."

"Take... take them all?"

"Yes, take them all, and then I'll look at some suitable four-star tasks."

It was the first time anyone had heard the term "take them all" in the task hall, and it wasn't enough; he wanted to pick a few more.

The steward was speechless, and the other disciples were furious.

"Divine Sword Peak, you've gone too far."

"Fine, fine, you Divine Sword Peak people aren't playing fair, are you? Just wait, I'm going to report you to the Enforcement Hall."

"I'll go too."

The eyes of many disciples turned red. Now they couldn't even get tasks.

Facing the angry shouts and threats of so many disciples, the Divine Sword Peak disciple ignored them, registered the tasks, and left without a second thought.

This time, too, he would either succeed or die trying.