He continued with a smile, "It is my honor to be able to do my part for the sect and for Senior Sister."

Shangguan Yier lightly pursed her red lips, and said: "Coincidentally, there is one more thing I need to trouble Junior Brother with."

"The Shangguan and Zhao Families are the two biggest forces in the sect. Every three months, a disciple gathering is held and one disciple from each family is sent out from open pulse state, spiritual stage, and the Origin Convergence Stage."

"Competing at the same level and going through three matches, with two victories in three rounds, it will determine the owners.h.i.+p of Lingxi Cliff for the next three months."

"So, I would like to ask you to represent my Shangguan family to partic.i.p.ate in this Martial Compet.i.tion."

Just as Shangguan Yier finished speaking, the system sounded out once more.

"Ding!" "Successfully triggering the three star mission represents the Shangguan family to partic.i.p.ate in this year's disciple compet.i.tion and also defeat the opponent."

"Do you want to accept it?"

Mu Yu accepted the mission, revealed a smile, and said: "With Senior Sister's instructions, Junior Brother will definitely give his all to help Senior Sister obtain victory."

Without Shangguan Yier's guidance, it was very likely that Mu Yu was still just a janitorial disciple.

It was also impossible for him to be fortunate enough to fuse the Temporal and spatial secret book and reach his current achievements.

He wanted to repay kindness with kindness, and he wanted revenge for it.

This was Mu Yu's standard of conduct.

Seeing that Mu Yu had agreed so readily, Shangguan Yier smiled sweetly and said: "Thank you, Junior Brother."

Mu Yu happily received the Mysterious Sky Heart Protecting Mirror, and the Player's Eye swept it.

[Profound Heart Protecting Mirror]: A Grade 5 defensive spirit artifact, equipped with the body, can block 50% of the damage of an opponent not exceeding level 10.

It looked pretty good, but Mu Yu had never been beaten up before, so he didn't know what it felt like to be beaten up.

In the pavilion of the Immeasurable Sect.

After Zhao Wuqi heard these words, his face revealed a cold expression, and he said angrily: "What is Yuan Meng doing, he can't even finish such a small fry who has just started, where is he? Get him over here. "

"Senior brother Yuan, he …" there will be no return to the sect right now. " w.a.n.g Qiming stood by his side and s.h.i.+vered.

Zhao Wuqi's eyes flashed with doubt, "He's not back? That can't be, even this little b.a.s.t.a.r.d Mu Yu has returned, he actually hasn't returned yet. "

"How is this possible? Just with his cultivation, there is a difference of heaven and earth between him and Yuan Meng. Yuan Meng can pinch him to death with one finger. "

Zhao Wuqi shook his head and denied w.a.n.g Qiming's point of view.

Then, he thought of something and said: "Our Zhao Family's good situation has been ruined by the Misty Cloud Sect, so we cannot afford to lose tomorrow's Lingxi Cliff Martial Meeting. As long as the Lingxi Cliff is firmly controlled by our Zhao Family, the Shangguan Family will never be the true leader of our sect."