Zheng n, Silver Mist City.


    As one of the three top ns of the city, it was a very bustling spot in the surroundings.


    The n also boasted of trade and auction centers, which was its main source of revenue and the vital key to making the n one of the top three within the city.


    And to add a cherry topping to this, there were rumors that Zheng n had very close rtions with the Gracious Sword Sect, and many of their offsprings were part of the Inner Court in the sect.


    Even the trash of the n, Young Master Zheng Xiang, recently became an Inner Court Disciple.


    And these days, the n was patiently waiting for the arrival of the kids from the Gracious Sword Sect, so they could flex their growth on the other ns of the city by arranging a n Tournament, to showcase the cultivation growth.


    However, to the higher-ups of the Zheng n, this really wasn''t the biggest worry as of right now.


    Last month they had received a letter from the Crown Prince, and in that letter, it was stated that Zheng n would be an ally of the Crown Prince if they made arrangements for the disciples of the Gracious Sword Sect who would be arriving in the city within a few days.


    This single letter had sent all the higher-ups of the Zheng n in disarray. Many of them were skeptical and even thought that this was just a prank. However, the n Head, Zheng Yuan, confirmed that this was, in fact, a real letter from the Crown Prince.


    This shock was enough to make all the elders in the n have a nervous breakdown.


    After recovering, everyone began to enthusiastically prepare for the arrival of the guests from the Gracious Sword Sect.


    Unfortunately, no one arrived.


    They even put up guards all over the city and were asking every random trader about their identity.


    This even confused the rival ns, but Zheng n returned to its usual calm after a few days.


    This was because they had received another letter.


    It stated that the mission was going to be postponed because of some assassination attempt on the Core Disciples within the Gracious Sword Sect.


    Due to that incident, the sect had gone into a lockdown, and none of the disciples were allowed to head out of the sect.


    This made the arrival of the disciples to the city postponed indefinitely.


    Just when n Head Zheng Yuan had lost hope, a third letter came.


    It happened a few days ago, and it stated that the disciples have left the Gracious Sword Sect and will arrive within the next week.


    This revitalized the excitement among the old elders of the n because this was a very good chance for the Zheng n to take a leap.


    With the Crown Prince and GRacious Sword Sect''s support, they could easily control the whole city.


    The only thing that remained to see was how these disciples were.


    If they were gullible enough, then the Zheng n could divert the attention of those disciples upon the enemy n and then simply use them to destroy those ns.


    However, considering that those were mostly Core Disciples, it was most unlikely that they would be gullible.


    Thus, the Zheng n began to make preparations.


    Be it wine, women, or wealth; Zheng n had prepared it all.


    Being the n Head of the Zheng n, Zheng Yuan was feeling pretty smug and inwardly relieved that his n will finally ovee their enemies and create a hegemony over the sect.


    Just as he was dreaming of renaming himself to the Silver Mist King, a guard knocked on his gate.


    "Huh?" He looked at the gate in confusion and called in the guard.


    The guard entered and respectfully cupped his fists before saying, "n Head, there is someone outside the n, iming to be a disciple from the Gracious Sword Sect."


    "Hm!?" n Head Zheng Yuan''s expression immediately turned into tion, "Disciple from the Gracious Sword Sect!? Bring him in with utmost respect, and take him to the guest hall."


    "I will arrive there in a few minutes."


    "Yes, n Head." The guard cupped his fist and headed back.


    ''Finally, let''s see how this person is.''


    n Head Zheng Yuan corrected his dress and slowly headed towards the Guest Hall.


    After a few minutes, as he stepped into the hall, he was instantly attracted towards the disciple sitting on one of the seats.


    He smiled and headed towards him.


    When the disciple sensed him, he raised his head and stood up.


    Cupping his fists, the disciple said, "Greetings, n Head Zheng. I am Fang Chen. Inner Court Disciple from the Gracious Sword Sect."


    Zheng Yuan smiled, and he too cupped his fists, "Be seated, Disciple Fang. I am the n Head of Zheng n, Zheng Yuan."


    Ye Tian Yun smiled and said, "It''s nice to meet you, n Head Zheng. I am here to talk about the mission."


    "Hm?" n Head Zheng slightly frowned, "Um... Disciple Fang… I hope you understand this… actually.. I would first like to verify your identity. I hope you don''t take any offense in this, but this ispulsory because, as far as I know, this mission is pretty important for the Gracious Sword Sect."


    Ye Tian Yun smiled, "I understand, n Head Zheng," Then, from his spatial ring, he took out two tokens, "Here. This is my Inner Court Disciple token, and this is the mission token."


    "Ah, thank you." n Head Zheng took the tokens and inspected them.


    "Looks like I was worrying over nothing," After a few moments, n Head Zheng said, "What do you want to talk about, Disciple Fang?"


    Fang Chen cleared his throat and said, "n Head Zheng, you know that this mission is very important for the Gracious Sword Sect. However, I am here to tell you that this mission will define life and death for your whole n."


    "What do you mean by that, Disciple Fang?" n Head Zheng Yuan was quite offended.


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