Chapter 41: Sweeping the Missions, Shaking the Sect!

The first morning meeting of the Ascension Group ended in an atmosphere bordering on fanaticism.

The sudden debut of the “Qi Nourishing Pill (Youth Edition)” completely ignited the passion of all members—especially those low-level disciples at the bottom.

What did this mean?

It meant that the chores disciples and outer sect disciples, who had once relied solely on the sect’s meager monthly stipends or heavy labor in exchange for contribution points, now had a brand-new, stable, and efficient “source of income”!

As long as they mastered this set of “production procedures,” they could continuously convert their spiritual power into tangible pills—and through the group’s internal repurchase system—exchange them for spirit stones and contribution points!

This was the true “teach a man to fish”!

After the morning meeting ended, the “Human Resources Department” led by Wu Hao and the “Corporate Culture Training Department” led by Zhang Daniu immediately got busy.

They were to conduct the first round of “Comprehensive Evaluation of Values and Potential”—that is, an assessment—for the more than one thousand newly recruited members.

Only those who passed the assessment could obtain the qualification to receive the “Pill Production Kit.”

For a while, the entire rear mountain training ground was filled with disciples reciting the “Group Quotations,” practicing slogans, and studying the “Production Kit Operation Manual.”

The learning atmosphere was so intense that it was even more exaggerated than the secluded cultivation of the inner sect geniuses.

Meanwhile, Chu Feng led several of his “core executives” to hold another small-scale “strategic meeting.”

The meeting was held in Elder Liu Changqing’s cave dwelling.

The old man had volunteered the location himself and even brewed the spirit tea he had treasured for many years.

“President, your move this time is truly brilliant!”

Liu Changqing’s face was glowing with excitement as he began his flattery. “This old man has lived nearly two hundred years, and I’ve never seen anything so outrageous! Letting chores disciples refine pills—if this spreads, the entire Cultivation World’s pill market will be overturned by us!”

“Elder Liu, this is only the first step.”

Chu Feng lifted his teacup and took a light sip, speaking calmly, “Our goal is not to become a simple ‘pill manufacturer.’ What we aim to control is the ‘standard.’”

“When everyone becomes accustomed to our ‘production kits’, and when our ‘Youth Edition’ pills fill the entire market, then the price and quality of pills will all be decided by us. That is what’s called ‘monopoly.’”

Wang Teng, listening beside them, felt his heart tremble. He realized he had still underestimated this President’s ambition.

“President, what’s our next plan then?”

Wu Hao took out his notebook, ready to jot things down.

Chu Feng set down his teacup, a sharp light flashing in his eyes.

“Our ‘productivity’ issue has been preliminarily resolved. Next, we need to solve the problems of ‘raw materials’ and ‘initial capital.’”

“To produce pills, we need vast amounts of medicinal herbs. To keep the group running, we need immense quantities of spirit stones and contribution points. Where do these things come from?”

“The sect missions!”

Wang Teng immediately caught on.

“Exactly.”

Chu Feng glanced at him approvingly. “The sect’s Mission Hall is a gold mine that hasn’t been fully developed! There are missions to gather herbs, to hunt beasts for materials, and even those that directly reward spirit stones and contribution points.”

“In the past, everyone acted individually—inefficient and luck-based. But now, we’re an organization, a highly efficient combat collective with more than thirteen hundred members!”

“So—”

The corner of Chu Feng’s mouth curved upward. “My order is: from today onward, our Ascension Group will conduct a ‘systematic, large-scale, monopolistic’ resource integration of the Mission Hall!”

“Wu Hao!”

“Here!”

“You’ll oversee the coordination. All group members who pass the assessment will be divided into ‘execution squads’ of ten people each, working in shifts around the clock. I want you to keep your eyes glued to the Mission Hall! All low- and mid-level missions with rewards under one hundred contribution points—every single one of them—take them all!

Sweep them clean!”

“Wang Teng!”

“Here!”

“You’ll lead the former Aotian Alliance inner sect disciples to form the ‘Elite Assault Team.’ You’ll specialize in those high-level missions requiring at least the Qi Refining Seventh Level! Especially those that reward rare herbs and materials—don’t let a single one slip through!”

“Our slogan is——Make sure there isn’t a single mission left on the market that can be taken by independents!”

Chu Feng’s plan was simple, crude, yet extremely effective.

He intended to leverage his massive manpower advantage to form “a sea of people tactic,” using absolute execution power to monopolize the entire low- and mid-tier mission market of the sect!

——

That very afternoon, a strange scene appeared in Qingyun Sect’s Mission Hall.

Normally, although there was constant traffic here, it was still quite orderly.

Disciples gathered in small groups before the mission light screen, choosing tasks that suited them.

But today, the entire hall was almost completely taken over by a group of people in identical gray uniforms.

They were members of the Ascension Group!

They didn’t pick or choose—whenever a new mission refreshed on the light screen, a team would rush forward, use their identity tokens to claim it instantly, and then leave without looking back.

The whole process was smooth and terrifyingly efficient.

“Hey, that mission ‘Harvest Ten-Year Fire Sun Grass’—I was just about to take it! How is it already gone?”

An outer sect disciple rubbed his eyes, confused.

“Brother, stop looking. That ‘Clear the Black Wind Wolf Cave’ mission you wanted—it’s gone too.”

A man beside him patted his shoulder.

“Who’s that fast?”

“Who else? The Ascension Group, obviously! Look, there’s another team coming in!”

Another ten-person squad charged into the hall, swiftly sweeping away the few remaining missions on the screen before striding out in high spirits.

For the first time ever, the massive light screen in the Mission Hall turned completely empty—leaving only a few high-difficulty missions that required Foundation Establishment elders to complete, hanging there desolately.

All the non-group disciples who came to take missions were dumbfounded.

“This… this is impossible!”

“Are they locusts? Why are they taking every mission?”

“Too much! They’re monopolizing! This is unfair competition!”

Complaints filled the air, but no one could do anything.

After all, claiming missions this way didn’t violate any sect rules—they didn’t even have grounds to complain to the Disciplinary Hall.

The elder in charge of managing the Mission Hall also noticed the anomaly.

He stared at the backend records showing an explosive rise in completed missions and an almost-empty mission pool, completely dumbfounded.

“What’s going on? Have the sect disciples gone mad? The mission completion rate is more than ten times the usual!”

He pulled up the records, only to find that over ninety percent of the completed missions were signed with the same prefix—【Ascension Group】.

“Ascension Group…” the elder murmured to himself, suddenly recalling that young man who had stirred up the winds during the sect competition.

A chill ran up his spine.

This Chu Feng—just what exactly was he trying to do?

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