He rushed out of the Sword Casting Hall and went toward the Duty Hall. After turning in the mission, he was going to buy all the materials Ou Yezi had told him to buy.

Time was of the essence, so Zhao Jiuge didn’t care about the consumption of spirit force. He blade soared on the Big-Dipper Sword toward the Duty Hall.

Soon, the familiar building appeared before Zhao Jiuge. He jumped off the flying sword and quickly entered the Duty Hall.

He charged directly to the old man. He explained the reason for coming and didn’t bother paying attention to anything else.

Zhao Jiuge was still out of breath when he said, “Senior, I came to turn in the mission.”

The old man’ eyes were filled with shock. He hadn’t expected Zhao Jiuge to return so early. Zhao Jiuge had only taken one...