The Merit Hall was a vast palace with hundreds of towering puppets inside. There were all war puppets crafted from rare metals. These puppets shuttled through the void, back and forth, radiating immense combat strength; their presence alone intimidated the disciples who entered. Chen Fan and the others ignored them. They headed straight toward the depths of the Merit Hall, where a large table stood with several old men seated behind it. These old men were dressed in white and were elders of the Featherlight Sect. They hadn’t reached the Immortal King realm; they were at the high-level Immortal Platform realm, each with a deep and powerful aura. Seeing their arrival, the elders opened their eyes and said, “You’re here to take on a mission? Perfect. The sect has plenty right now. What grade? Ninth-grade? Eighth-grade?” The elders saw through the cultivation levels of the eight of them at a glance. The strongest of them, Huang Wuji, could receive an eighth-grade mission. The Featherlight Sect’s missions were divided into several grades, from ninth to first. Eighth- and ninth-grade missions were the lowest and suited for those in the Legendary realms. For seventh-grade missions, one would need to be a Void Immortal or even a first-level Immortal Platform realm expert. Missions of the fourth or third grade were dangerous; only those in the high-level Immortal Platform realm could attempt them. Second grade was extremely dangerous. Without strength comparable to Immortal Kings, it was suicide. First-grade missions nearly guaranteed death: only top Immortal Kings or quasi-Emperors stood a chance of survival. And above the first grade, there were supreme-grade missions. However, those were for Immortal Emperor powerhouses to take on. The Merit Hall didn’t issue them. In the Featherlight Sect, Immortal Emperor-level behemoths wielded great authority and ruled on the decisions. Given their status, they rarely appeared in public. “All of you are newly recruited disciples, right? Let me give you some advice: start with a ninth-grade mission. Gain experience first. Don’t get yourselves killed chasing glory. And you, Lesser Legends, take the same mission together. The reward will be smaller, but you’ll stay alive. Got it?” “Thank you, Elder, for your guidance.” Chen Fan and the others humbly accepted the advice. They only joined the sect recently and were all greenhorns. They weren’t planning to take on those very difficult missions from the start. They needed time to adjust: they would take things slowly, improve their cultivation, gain experience, and gradually take on harder missions. Seeing their humble attitude, the elders nodded approvingly. Too many new disciples in the sect were impatient. Many disciples were overly ambitious and blind to their limits, taking on missions that exceeded their capabilities. They ignored advice and died on missions far beyond their ability. “This is a list of ninth-grade missions. Take your time. Choose one you believe you can handle, then let me know.” A kind-hearted elder handed the list of missions to Chen Fan and the others, allowing them to decide for themselves. “Chen Fan, do you want to team up with us?” Zhu Yue asked Chen Fan. Although they had improved significantly during this period, a few of them were still not close to breaking through to the Greater Legendary realm. So, they had decided to heed the elder’s advice and form a team to complete the mission. However, Chen Fan was stronger than they, possessing Greater Legendary realm combat strength. He could take on a ninth-grade mission by himself. “Chen Fan?” Those elders’ eyes twinkled when they heard this name. “You defeated Gu Xun? Well, although your cultivation is only in the peak Lesser Legendary realm, your combat strength has reached the Greater Legendary realm. You can take on a ninth-grade mission.” The elders had also heard about that battle from half a month ago. Chen Fan nodded, deciding to move alone. “Alright, I will take on a solo mission. This one.” “Bone Demon Wasteland?” The elders raised their eyebrows as they read the mission details. The Bone Demon Wasteland was one of the three great danger zones in the eastern Imperial Supremacy Heavenly Domain. Once overrun by demon clans from hell, the land was corrupted. Entire sects and factions had been wiped out. Due to its unique environment, the demon beasts there had also mutated, becoming half-spirit, half-demon hybrids. “This is the mission. Head to the edge of the Bone Demon Wasteland and hunt the Demon Bone Spirits to obtain precious materials...” “Are you sure? Although this mission is ninth-grade, it’s one of the more difficult ones. It asks you to go to the edge of the wasteland, but stronger Demon Bone Spirits can emerge from deeper inside. If that happens, survival is unlikely,” warned the elder. “It’s fine. I will keep an eye out.” Chen Fan looked confident. For more chapters visit N()velFire.net Afterward, Di Chen also chose a ninth-grade mission. Duanmu Lingxing teamed up with Zhu Yue, Yan Weiyi, and the others to take on a different ninth-grade mission. As for Huang Wuji, he picked a relatively easier eighth-grade mission. Chen Fan arrived at a desolate plain. The sky was overcast and oppressive. The air reeked of desolation and violence. The Bone Demon Wasteland became one of the three great perilous lands in the eastern Imperial Supremacy Heavenly Domain—a result of past events long buried in history. Dark clouds rolled endlessly across the sky, casting a shadow over hundreds of kilometers of deep pits and thousands of kilometers of barren plains. Thick miasma lingered in the pits, chilling and dark. The strange energy assaulted the souls of the intruders, pushing intruders toward madness, clouding their judgment, and driving them to rampage and kill without reason. Even those who resisted its effects became irritable; at the slightest provocation, they’d lash out. In extreme cases, they’d lose complete control. Although the place was treacherous, it was not lacking in popularity, as numerous forces once stood on these plains. Although they weren’t powerful, for Legendary realm martial artists, the ruins still held potential treasure and fortune, enough to drastically boost their strength if luck was on their side. Furthermore, in the depths of the Bone Demon Wasteland, some remnants could move even Immortal King realm powerhouses. The inner region was no place for those below the Immortal King realm, not even Immortal Platform cultivators dared venture in. “So, this is Bone Demon Wasteland, one of the eastern region’s three great danger zones?” Chen Fan felt a vague sense of anticipation and carefully moved forward. Soon, he spotted a pack of large jackal-like creatures in the distance. Due to the unique environment, the demon beasts here could no longer be called demon beasts. Instead, they had turned into a special type of Demon Bone Spirits. Though their forms still resembled beasts, their bones and blood had been corrupted, making them far more violent and bloodthirsty. Although these Demon Bone Spirits were dangerous, their mutated demon bones were excellent materials.