Chapter 124: Just a Tool

The Sect Tournament had come to an end.

Each of the Eight Major Sects had selected their chief disciple.

Tianxiang — Chen Xiaoyan, Shushan — Mu Qingxue, Zhenwu — Dao Jishi Kong, Shence — Tianxia Wushuang, Tang Sect — Wudi Tang, Divine Fist Sect — Xiao Quan Quan Chui Xiong Kou, Shaolin — Pinsen Xiang Chujia (not a typo), Yihua Palace — Penglai Xianzun.

[Mu Qingxue: Xiaoyan, be ready tomorrow morning. I’ll contact you on QQ then, don’t forget.]

Mu Qingxue, after finishing the sect tournament, left only this private message before hurrying offline.

Meanwhile, in the Tianxiang Sect.

Players discovered that they could no longer receive daily sect quests from Shen Qingqing.

“The sect quests, from now on, go to Chief Disciple Chen Xiaoyan to receive them.”

That was Shen Qingqing’s exact words.

“Huh? What kind of game is this, making players get quests from another player?”

“Haha, is it possible that Chen Xiaoyan is actually an NPC?”

“No wonder the big boss has skills players can’t get. Turns out she’s an NPC, that explains everything.”

“You guys really think Chen Xiaoyan is an NPC?”

“Here’s an honest person, everyone quick, let’s ostracize her!”

This news didn’t just make it to the world chat channel—it started flooding the Immortal Realm player QQ group too.

Players were all clamoring to head to Tianxin Mountain to get quests from Chen Xiaoyan.

Once again, Chen Xiaoyan’s name was blazing through the entire Immortal Realm player community.

At this time, Chen Xiaoyan was running a dungeon with a few healers and Hongchen Rumeng.

She only found out what was happening when a Xueyan Pavilion player came in to remind her.

“Xiaoyan-jie, can you really issue quests?”

Chongchong’s big round eyes were full of surprise.

Whether in VRMMOs or traditional online games, they had never seen a player able to give out quests before.

This was truly like a blind man opening his eyes to the world—a first-time eye-opener.

“Mm.”

Chen Xiaoyan nodded.

Outsiders might think that if a player could issue quests, it had to be super impressive.

But in her own eyes, issuing quests was not only a hassle, but there wasn’t even any reward for it.

No matter how you looked at it, wasn’t this just being a pure tool?

She really couldn’t understand why these people were so excited about being a tool.

“Xiaoyan-jie, why do I feel like you don’t look very happy? Isn’t it impressive for a player to be able to issue quests?”

“Impressive? If your boss told you to work but didn’t pay you, would you be happy?”

“Uh…”

Chongchong was left speechless.

“Xiaoyan-jie, Liu Meng told me that a whole group of Tianxiang players are searching all over Tianxin Mountain for you.”

Yilian Youmeng ran over to report.

“Tianxiang players? What do they want with Xiaoyan-jie?”

Chongchong hadn’t yet caught on.

“What else could it be? Of course, to get quests.”

Chen Xiaoyan pulled a face as bitter as someone who’d lost their parents.

This chief disciple position really was a pain.

Next time there’s a Sect Tournament, if she goes for first place again, she’d be a dog.

Of the hundred Xueyan Pavilion members, she’d already brought more than eighty through; just over a dozen still hadn’t cleared the instance.

These remaining ones would have to run Abyssal Gorge at least three more times.

It wouldn’t be finished in a short while.

So what about issuing the quests?

Shen Qingqing had only just handed the task to her, and she was already slacking off—wasn’t that a bit too much?

After all, Vice Sect Master Shen had treated her like her own daughter.

Whatever the elder asked of her had to be put first.

The quest might be a hassle, but it wasn’t tiring.

Just lift a finger to issue it.

Forget it, it probably wouldn’t take much time—just go back and then return.

“Everyone take a break. I’ll go issue the quests and be right back.”

“Copy that, Captain.”

“Okay, I’m actually tired too. A break sounds nice.”

“Xiaoyan-boss, come back soon! Don’t forget about us little ones still waiting to be carried!”

“Awooo~”

Chongchong hugged Chen Xiaoyan’s left arm, giggling.

“I want to come too!”

“What for? I’ll be right back.”

“No reason, just curious how a player issues quests.”

“Fine.”

“I want to—”

“Ahem, ahem.”

Yilian Youmeng had just raised her hand when Xian Yun stopped her with two coughs.

She kept sending pointed looks.

Just this morning she’d said something, and it was already forgotten?

Yilian Youmeng could only sulkily squat off to the side, drawing circles on the ground.

She wrote ‘unfair’ on the ground over and over.

Come on, she really didn’t have any feelings for the boss, nor did she want to break up the two.

She was just genuinely curious.

Chongchong gave Xian Yun a big thumbs up from behind, then teleported away with Chen Xiaoyan back to Tianxin Mountain.

Off to the side, Hongchen Rumeng hadn’t noticed what was happening with the others.

Once in the instance, she dove into her private chat window.

Every so often she would giggle, and then pout in annoyance.

[Hongchen Rumeng: Why didn’t Captain call you?]

[Liudao: Called, I was busy.]

[Hongchen Rumeng: Busy with what?]

[Liudao: Gang matters.]

[Hongchen Rumeng: You joined Samsara Hall?]

[Liudao: Yeah.]

[Hongchen Rumeng: Our Xueyan Pavilion is about to fight Wushuang Tower.]

[Liudao: I know. Be careful.]

[Hongchen Rumeng: Little bro, your sis Meng is super tough! What’s there to be afraid of?]

[Liudao: It hurts.]

[Hongchen Rumeng: I’m not afraid of pain.]

[Liudao: I am.]

[Hongchen Rumeng: What are you scared of, it’s not like you’re the one getting hit.]

[Liudao: ………]

[Hongchen Rumeng: Nothing to say now, huh? Not chatting anymore, Captain said she has to go issue quests, so I get to rest a bit.]