Han Li and Hu Yan walked one after the other into the mansion, passing through the corridors beside the courtyard, and arrived at the reception hall. They took their respective seats as host and guest. Soon, a young servant entered the hall and poured tea for them both. x23us. Fastest update

Hu Yan didn't even glance at the tea. With a wave of his hand, he took out a crystal wine glass, poured himself a bowl, tilted his head back, and drank it all in one gulp.

As if carefully savoring the taste of the wine, the slovenly old man smacked his lips for a long time with a look of intoxication before exhaling a breath and praising:

"This Red Mane wine is indeed potent!"

"Senior, you know this wine?" Han Li asked, somewhat surprised.

"Hehe! Back when I was traveling the world, I drank it in the northern frontier of the Desolate Ripple Continent and was quite impressed. Unlike other mellow wines, this wine requires soaking many demon beast bones and blood essence, sealing it in a jar for a hundred years before it can be drunk. Its color is like blood, its potency is overbearing, ordinary people cannot drink it, and even for cultivators like us, hehe, those below the Nascent Soul stage would be seeking their own death if they drank it. But for immortals, it's fine." Hu Yan said eloquently.

"Senior's accomplishments in the art of wine tasting are the only ones I've ever seen in my life. I can't help but sincerely admire them." Han Li said with a slight smile.

"Boy, stop flattering me. Just get straight to the point. For the sake of this Red Mane wine, I can agree to anything that's not too excessive." The slovenly old man patted the wine jar on the table and said with a smile.

"When I went to the spirit herb garden today, I accidentally discovered that the Dao Soldiers planted before have sprouted. However, these sprouts are somewhat different from what's recorded in the notes you gave me before, so I came to ask for your guidance." Han Li said.

"Oh? What's different?" Hu Yan immediately perked up when he heard about the Dao Soldiers.

"My Dao Soldier sprouts have some strange dark golden patterns on them." Han Li said.

"What kind of patterns? Take me to see them." Hu Yan asked immediately, raising his eyebrows.

"I've drawn a picture of the patterns. Please take a look, Senior." With that, Han Li flipped his wrist and took out a piece of paper, handing it over.

Hu Yan took it and looked at it for a moment, a smile appearing on his face. He said, "You might be about to strike it lucky. Your Bean Soldier should have mutated."

"Why would it mutate?" Han Li asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Many factors can influence the mutation of Bean Soldiers, such as the water source of the planting site, the earth veins, the spiritual liquid used to irrigate the Bean Soldiers, and the quality of the Bean Soldiers themselves. It depends on the specific situation to determine." Hu Yan explained.

Han Li frowned and began to ponder, could it be because of the little green bottle liquid? Or is it affected by the underground fire vein?

"However, don't get too excited too soon. The mutation of Bean Soldiers is an uncontrollable situation. It could become better, but it could also become worse. It all depends on luck." Hu Yan poured himself a bowl of wine and added.

Han Li watched Hu Yan drinking bowl after bowl, knowing that he probably had something on his mind, so he didn't bother him any further.

"Since there's nothing that requires special attention for the time being, then I'll just leave it for now. Thank you for informing me, Senior. I'll take my leave now." Han Li bowed to him and said.

"Go, go, I want to drink a few more cups by myself..." Hu Yan waved his hand and said.

Han Li smiled helplessly, then turned and left.

Two days later, in the secret room of the cave dwelling.

Han Li flipped his hand and took out an ox-headed mask, putting it on his face.

As a burst of light lit up, a huge azure light array disk appeared on the wall of the secret room.

After confirming that the changes in the Bean Soldiers were harmless, Han Li planned to continue accepting missions in the Nameless Alliance to exchange for spirit stones.

On the array disk, the mission column on the left side was constantly updated with new missions, and completed missions were also removed from it at any time. Except for some special missions, the updates were usually very frequent.

Han Li's eyes swept down the mission column, and when he saw the middle area, he immediately saw a very special mission.

The reason it was said to be special was that previous missions usually didn't publish the detailed content of the mission. Each time, the convener would gather everyone together before informing them of the specific mission content, but this time, it unusually released the specific content and conditions of the mission all at once.

The specific content of this mission was to defend the vital area of the Saint Puppet Sect and resist foreign enemy invasions.

Han Li knew a little about the Saint Puppet Sect, knowing that its sect was located in the northwest sea area of the Thunderstorm Sea, not too far from the Ancient Cloud Continent. It was a medium-sized sect famous in the nearby sea area for manufacturing and selling various puppets.

Its overall scale was naturally incomparable to the Candle Dragon Path, but because of its special existence, it had always had puppet trade relations with many immortal sects, so the wealth of the sect was far from comparable to those of other sects of the same level.

At the same time, this mission placed certain restrictions on the participating members. Only members with blue masks or higher in the Nameless Alliance were qualified to carry it out, which also showed that the risk of performing this mission must be considerable.

However, the reward given by the Saint Puppet Sect was very generous. The promised reward was ten times that of other ordinary missions. Han Li, who was currently in urgent need of spirit stones, couldn't help but be tempted. He immediately decided to accept this mission.

Since there was still some time before the mission gathering date, Han Li refined the spirit herbs he had accumulated earlier into two furnaces of pills, and also made some preparations for the upcoming trip to the Saint Puppet Sect.

Several months later.

In the southwestern part of the Ancient Cloud Continent, there was a small coastal city called "Looking Wind." Because it was located south, near the Thunderstorm Sea, the climate was slightly warmer, making it one of the few places on the entire Ancient Cloud Continent where one could feel the changing of the seasons.

Outside the city, heading south towards the coast, there was an official road more than fifty feet wide, winding into a willow forest that was still green.

Inside the forest, wooden pavilions were built every few miles along the grassy official road for travelers to rest.

At this moment, the area around the third pavilion in the forest was shrouded in a dense white fog. If one entered it, the visibility would be less than a foot, making it almost impossible to see.

However, the area around the third pavilion was unaffected by the dense fog. There were a dozen or so people sitting face to face along the long benches on both sides, all of them covered with a blue beast mask.

Only a graceful woman standing outside the pavilion's steps was different, wearing a crimson fox mask, exuding a hint of charm and mystery.

Not far from her stood a woman wearing a short pink lotus dress with a slender waist, and her face was also covered with a blue rabbit head mask covered with spirit patterns.

Although both of them had their faces hidden, the distinctly different feminine auras they exuded were equally pleasing to the eye, so much so that many people in the pavilion, while seemingly sitting upright, were secretly watching.

Just then, a golden light streaked across the sky above the dense forest and fell towards this side.

The golden light ignored the dense fog and plunged directly into it, landing on the open space outside the pavilion. The light faded, revealing a tall man, wearing a large cloak-style black robe, and a blue deer head mask on his head, it was Lin Jiu.

As soon as he landed, he immediately stepped forward and respectfully bowed to the graceful woman.

The latter nodded to him, and neither of them spoke.

Immediately afterward, a blue light suddenly swept into the dense fog from the eastern sky and landed outside the pavilion, revealing a blue-robed man wearing an ox-headed mask, it was "Jiao Fifteen" Han Li.

The appearance of the two only caused the others who were already here to look up in their direction, but most people shifted their gazes away from Lin Jiu, but couldn't help but take a few more glances at Jiao Fifteen.

After all, the name of mission maniac was not small in this area.

Han Li didn't care about other people's gazes, but when his eyes swept around casually, he immediately recognized the blue rabbit head mask with the word "Eleven" written on its brow, and he was slightly surprised.

Because the person who owned this mask was none other than Bai Suyu.

Because the mask concealed her aura, he couldn't measure her specific cultivation level now, but over the years, according to his speculation, with the Lunar Immortal Body she possessed, she was probably at most a Mahayana stage cultivator.

Logically speaking, a mission of this level should be beyond Bai Suyu's capabilities, but he didn't know why she would appear here.

However, Han Li's mind turned, but he didn't show the slightest strangeness on his face. He first stepped forward and bowed to the fox-masked woman who was obviously the leader, and then nodded to Lin Jiu, whom he had met several times, before walking to the side and sitting down cross-legged to adjust his breathing and rest, without looking at Bai Suyu.

Bai Suyu didn't recognize Han Li, after all, she had only seen the face that Han Li had transformed with a mask, and had never seen Han Li's ox-headed mask. However, she had indeed heard of the name of the mission maniac, and curiously looked at Han Li a few times, her eyes flashing, not knowing what she was thinking.

After about a quarter of an hour, two more people arrived one after another.

At this time, Lin San looked around and immediately said to the people in the pavilion:

"Okay, everyone is here. Without further ado, let's set off immediately to the Saint Puppet Sect. As for the details of the mission, I will explain them in detail on the way."

Hearing this, the crowd stood up and walked outside the pavilion.

Han Li found that in addition to Lin Jiu, there were also several members who had performed missions together before. When they looked at each other, they nodded slightly as a greeting.

He saw Lin San wave his hand, and a piece of silver light sprinkled down like crystal powder. In an instant, as silver rays flew around, a silver-white crescent-shaped spirit boat floated out of thin air, suspended in mid-air, flashing with glittering silver light.

The boat was about three or forty feet long, and its surface was engraved with circles of mysterious and incomprehensible runes. Its entire body emitted a burst of silver rays, winding around the boat up and down, left and right. It was clearly a flying spirit treasure of no low rank.

Then, its body flashed with light, and its figure floated up and landed on the deck of the spirit boat.

When the others saw this, although a few people's eyes flashed with a hint of envy, everyone silently flew up and flew towards the spirit boat.

After all, for these people who often frequented the Nameless Alliance and occasionally participated in the alliance's missions, they had naturally seen many rare spirit treasures, and they had long been accustomed to them. At the same time, they would naturally not show what they were thinking in their hearts.