Chapter 240: Preparing for Battle

Qin Ming carefully observed the old man on the stage; his aura was very powerful, at least that of a Martial Spirit rank Expert.

The square became increasingly crowded, and it was soon packed to the brim.

Just as the entire square was filled and the Disciples outside could no longer enter, the old man spoke.

"Alright, Disciples outside should not come in; just stand there and listen."

The old man's voice was amplified by Spiritual Qi, making it clearly audible throughout the square.

As soon as the old man spoke, the square fell silent as everyone listened intently.

"The Sect has never lacked resources for you, has cultivated you with care, and has specially arranged for people to teach you martial arts," the old man said forcefully, his long hair fluttering in the wind. "Now, the Sect needs its people."

"The entire Sect is striving in the Secret Realm, aiming to complete the mining within three months. However, the Zhengqi Sect somehow obtained the information and has entered the Secret Realm through another channel."

"Your current mission is to kill! Kill every Zhengqi Sect Disciple in the Secret Realm. For killing one Martial Master, the Sect will reward you with five hundred Contribution Points; for killing one Great Martial Master, the Sect will reward you with fifty thousand Contribution Points."

"The more you kill, the higher the reward!"

Upon hearing the rewards, the entire square erupted in excitement.

From what Qin Ming knew, the value of Contribution Points in the Qixin Sect was very high; fifty thousand points were enough for a first-layer Martial Master Disciple to Cultivate to the ninth layer without any concerns.

This was why the Disciples were so excited when they heard the old man's rewards.

Seeing the high enthusiasm of the Disciples, the old man continued.

"Besides Contribution Points, exceptionally performing Disciples may even be favored by the various Elders and accepted as Personal Disciples."

The crowd became even more thrilled, with many Disciples even shouting in excitement.

The old man smiled knowingly and said coldly, "Alright, set off team by team now. Of course, don't just think about the rewards; if a Disciple fails to bring back even one head, five hundred Contribution Points will be deducted!"

Immediately, the Disciples in the square began talking loudly as they gathered their teams.

If they didn't kill the opposing Zhengqi Sect Disciples, five hundred Contribution Points would be deducted; even if they didn't want to fight, they had no choice!

"Qin Ming, are you going with your original team or with us?"

Song Zhou pulled Qin Ming and asked.

"I'll stay with Big Brother Song! Since my original team looked down on me, I don't want to stay with them anymore."

Qin Ming laughed.

"Good, follow me, Song Zhou, and I won't let you down."

Song Zhou patted his chest and promised.

The short-haired Disciple in the team came over and said, "Song Zhou, I think our team's numbers are a bit low. Do you think we should unite with another team?"

"Of course!" Song Zhou said loudly. "It's safer with more people, so it's better to find a team to unite with. Song Qing, what do you think?"

"Alright," Qin Ming said. "You go find a team first; I'll be right back!"

After saying that, Qin Ming walked toward the white-haired old man.

He had come to the Qixin Sect not only to investigate its specific strength but also to look into the secrets of the Scorpion Organization.

This white-haired old man was an Elder of the Qixin Sect, so Qin Ming naturally wanted to investigate him.

Since there were many people around, the old man wouldn't notice him. Qin Ming planned to get close and sense if the old man had that cold aura.

There were quite a few people, and it took Qin Ming a long time to squeeze through to the old man's vicinity.

Qin Ming looked at the old man's eyes and found his gaze to be normal, with no coldness at all.

Just then, the old man seemed to notice Qin Ming's gaze and looked up at him. Qin Ming quickly lowered his head and vanished into the crowd.

The old man shook his head and continued walking away.