Mission goal: Go to Capricorn, the Oakes family, and assassinate Rolle Oakes!
Mission reward: 4000 Holy Star Coins!
Mission time: three months! After three months, it will be deemed a failure and will be released again.
Special reminder: Rohr has a rare Qi attribute and has many ways to save his life. Although his attack power is insufficient, he is difficult to kill!
The recipient can do whatever they can after accepting it, there is no mandatory requirement!
Beep!
Successfully accepted the mission, recipient: Ximen Hao, direct disciple of Tiansheng Palace! Please complete it within three months!
The task has been encrypted. If there is any leakage, we will be held accountable! Please pay attention to the recipient!
Ximen Hao didn't expect that there would be such a task. He just didn't want to do it and was not allowed to leak it.
But think about it, after all, this is an assassination mission.
In addition to these, there are also images of Rohr on the mission, as well as some preferences and even frequent locations.
It seems that the person who issued the mission has put in a lot of effort and probably doesn't have the ability to kill the other party.
Ximen Hao accepted two saint-level missions with high rewards in a row, then got up and left the mission release office and returned to the restaurant.
I had already paid a lot of Holy Pentacles for the box there, so the guy kept it.
Not long after I returned, the trial bracelet lit up.
"Master, Sword Spirit requests communication."
Ximen Hao quickly connected to the communication and instantly revealed the virtual avatar of a stern man.
"Senior Sword Spirit, are you done?"
"Ximen Hao! I've admired his name for a long time, and finally met him this time! I'm at Fuyuan Restaurant, where are you?"
The sword spirit still had the same cold look, but judging from his tone, he didn't have the air of a master.
Ximen Hao quickly stood up, left the box, stood in the corridor on the second floor, looked down, and saw the sword spirit like an upright sword!
"Senior Sword Spirit, here!"
Sword Spirit looked up and followed the stairs to the second floor.
Ximen Hao only felt a wave of sword energy coming towards him, and couldn't help but narrowed his eyes.
This person looked like a person, but in fact it was more like an unsheathed sword, and the sword energy hurt his face.
"Senior Sword Spirit, the food and wine are ready, please come in."
"good!"
Sword Spirit nodded and entered the box.
Ximen Hao glanced outside and found a few people standing outside the restaurant. They should be Sword Spirit's disciples and the disciples he had just accepted.
The two entered the box, and Ximen Hao poured a glass of wine for Sword Spirit before sitting down.
"Can you travel between planes?"
Sword Spirit did not drink, but asked the question he had always wanted to know the answer to.
Ever since he learned that Ximen Hao knew his tribe and that the other party was in the God Realm, he had always wanted to contact Ximen Hao.
But I was in retreat for the past two years, and Ximen Hao was in retreat a year ago. Today I finally have a chance.
"Haha, I just accidentally traveled once and arrived at the Rubik's Cube world, and by the way, I helped the Sword Treading Clan solve a big problem!"
Ximen Hao said directly.
"Oh? What's the big deal?"
"Your natal sword!"
"What?!"
The sword spirit stood up suddenly, and a sword energy rushed straight towards Ximen Hao.
Ximen Hao stretched out his hand to block the sword energy, but the wine glass in his hand was instantly split into two.
"Damn! Senior, can you contain your sword energy? It's too lethal!"
The sword spirit quickly restrained his sword energy and smiled apologetically:
"I'm sorry, I can't help but release my sword energy when I get excited. What did you say just now? You took back my natal sword? Didn't my juniors regain their natal sword?"
He was not only surprised, but also disappointed, disappointed with his tribe!
Ximen Hao threw the wine glass in the corner of the room, then poured another glass, and then said slowly:
"Senior Sword Spirit! You have created a big problem for your people..."
So, he told the story of the Rubik's Cube world, especially the fact that the Sword-Taking Clan had never given up on regaining their natal sword during the ten thousand years they had been in the Rubik's Cube world.
The sword spirit's eyebrows trembled when he heard this, and the expression on his face changed uncertainly. He didn't know whether he should be happy or sad.
I am happy that my descendants have never forgotten their mission, and I am sad that countless descendants have died over the years.
However, after hearing that Ximen Hao had single-handedly completed a task that had not been completed by a family for ten thousand years, he felt a little doubtful and disappointed with his descendants.
"Haha, senior Sword Spirit, that's what happened. The reason why I tell you this is to make you give up your worries."
Ximen Hao didn't care whether the other party believed it or not. Anyway, he had already said what he needed to say.
Of course, the sword spirit would not completely believe it. After all, the other party said casually, who knows if he lied to him again, and he could no longer sense the natal sword now.
"Oh, by the way, I hope that Senior Sword Spirit will not tell this matter to the Crazy Blade Clan. I don't want to have many enemies in Tiansheng Palace."
Ximen Hao remembered that there was another crazy race here. If the Crazy Blade clan found out about this, he would be in trouble.
"Don't worry! You have solved a problem for me. How could I do such an unkind thing?"
Sword Spirits are the real sword-walking people. They are resolute, righteous, and know how to repay kindness. They are much better than that guy from Jianjian.
"Hahaha! I believe in the character of Senior Sword Spirit, and I also believe in the character of the Sword Riding Clan!"
Ximen Hao said with a thoughtful smile, meaning that the other party should know how to repay kindness.
Sword Spirit took a deep look at Ximen Hao, then took out a space cloth bag and placed it in front of Ximen Hao.
"Master Ximen, I'm very grateful that you can take back my natal sword for me and stop my clansmen from getting hurt! It's not much, 10,000 holy star coins, to express my gratitude."
"Oh my! What is Senior Sword Spirit doing? This junior has a good relationship with Sword Blade and the others, and he is just here to help!"
Ximen Hao pretended to be polite and pushed the space bag back.
"Okay, I don't like beating around the bush! Take it! Isn't this what you want? However, let's talk nonsense first. When someone from the Rubik's Cube world comes up in the future, I will verify it. If..."
Speaking of this, Sword Spirit did not say any more, but looked at Ximen Hao with his sword-like eyes.
"Haha, since the senior said this, the junior will accept it with a smile. Of course, no matter how the senior investigates, I will not offend a deacon for a mere 10,000 Saint Pentacles."
Ximen Hao knew that it was difficult to deepen the relationship with this sword spirit. The other party had already regarded this meeting as a transaction.
The most important thing is that the other party does not completely believe what he said!
"Okay, is there anything else?"
Sword Spirit stood up, obviously not wanting to talk any more.
I mainly wanted to clear up the doubts in my heart and take a look at the monster from three years ago.
Now that the doubts have been cleared and people have seen it, there is no need to stay any longer. My disciple is still outside.
"Oh, by the way! Senior, do you know where the master of the Rubik's Cube world, Mo Ling, is?"
Ximen Hao just asked casually, but he never thought that Sword Spirit's face changed slightly, and then he shook his head sadly:
"Alas! She is dead. She was killed by her enemies a hundred years ago. Well, it's time for me to leave. If you have anything to do in the future, you can come to me at Sword Spirit Villa."
Sword Spirit said and left the box.
Ximen Hao did not get up to see him off because this meeting did not achieve his goal.
It's just ten thousand Saint Pentacles, he wants to deepen his friendship with the Sword Spirit.
It's a pity that I am just a little saint, and the other party is not only the deacon of Tiansheng Palace, but also an aggressive sword spirit, which is too difficult to get along with!
"Made! When Master Hao becomes awesome in the future, you will look up to him!"
Ximen Hao cursed and began to sweep away the food on the table.