Peerless Taoist

At that time, several inner circle disciples were tricked by a request for help, and most of them were killed or injured when they were caught off guard. Only this young man in front of him and a few others were still alive.    

"I will never forget the kindness of saving my life. I'm Zhao Xun Feng's Han Zhuo. If you need anything, come find me at any time. " The youth said gratefully.    

Zhao Xun Feng's Han Zhuo?    

When they heard this name, the surrounding crowd couldn't help but be in an uproar.    

"Han Zhuo, isn't he the son of Master?"    

"I heard that Master had planned to make him the junior Master, but Han Zhuo chose to start from the outer circle, and use his strength to break through to the inner circle step by step!"    

"No wonder Elder Feng was so polite to him."    

Hearing the discussion of outsiders, Lu Yu was a little surprised. "You are Master's son?"    

The reason Lu Yu wanted to participate in this mission was because Master and Elder Tianxing were plotting against him.    

If Master knew that this mission almost killed his own son, he wouldn't know how he would feel.    

Han Zhuo said solemnly, "My achievements today are all my own. It has nothing to do with my father."    

He suddenly turned around and said in a clear voice, "Elder Feng, I can testify that the mission to kill Demonic Cultivator was indeed done by this Senior Brother Fang Yun. Demonic Cultivator's leader, Frenzied Sword, and an array master all died in his hands."    

Elder Feng was shocked and immediately looked at Lu Yu.    

He knew Han Zhuo's character. Even though his father was Master, he had never relied on his status to bully others.    

In his life, he had never liked to cheat others. Therefore, he had only relied on his own strength to break through to the inner circle.    

It was impossible for such a person to lie about unimportant things.    

Elder Feng hesitated for a moment: "Our Hall of Missions still needs the mission token to prove it."    

Dong!    

Lu Yu threw the black cloth bag out of the storage bag.    

The cloth bag automatically opened the moment it landed on the ground, and the head that was wrapped inside also appeared.    

"This is Frenzied Sword!"    

Seeing the head on the ground, Elder Feng's breathing couldn't help but quicken.    

He was in charge of the Assignment Hall, so he naturally knew how strong Frenzied Sword was.    

That was a Mid soul Realm expert, and there were countless desperate men under his command. Even if he were to personally take action, he wouldn't be a match for Crazy Sabersman.    

Such an expert had actually died at the hands of an inner sect disciple!    

Elder Feng said agitatedly, "Sir, is your name Fang Yun? You have rendered a great service by killing this thief!"    

He took Lu Yu's waist plate and a golden light appeared from his finger. He pointed it at Fang Yun's waist plate.    

Instantly, five hundred thousand appeared on Lu Yu's waist plate!    

Five hundred thousand contribution points!    

Everyone couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air. Even if it was a dangerous mission, it would normally only be around two to three hundred thousand contribution points.    

Missions that exceeded 300,000 contribution points could be counted on one's fingers.    

"Fang Yun, you've made a great contribution to the sect. If you want to compete for the position of Dao Child, I'll vote for you." Elder Feng said from the bottom of his heart.    

Regardless of whether it was Lu Yu's achievements or Han Zhuo's favor, Elder Feng had decided to help Lu Yu.    

"Thank you." Lu Yu nodded his head.    

Elder Feng turned his head and looked at Manager Cui. His expression instantly became much colder.    

"It seems like I have made you comfortable for too long. How dare you look down on me like a dog? From today onwards, you're removed from the Assignment Hall, scram to the outer court!" Elder Feng waved his hand, and a stream of light instantly flowed out from Manager Cui's waist plate.    

Manager Cui fell powerlessly onto the ground, and his face was pale like paper.    

The Assignment Hall was one of the top institutions within the inner court, and many of them fawned over him because he was working in the Assignment Hall.    

But now, everything was gone.