My Cultivation System Chapter 107
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Next day,
In front of Henrick's cultivation abode,
"Henrick"
Nick was standing in front of Henrick's cave and shouted Henrick's name.
"Yes, yes. Just a minute. I am coming,"
As soon as he heard Nick's calling, Henrick rushed out of his cultivation abode with the baby fire monkey on his shoulder.
"Master said that to take you along with me to pick a mission from the mission hall. Are you ready?"
Nick immediately shook his head as he felt he asked the wrong question because Henrick wore the sect uniform and he was looking ready to go out.
Yesterday night, the sect leader Gamos had instructed Nick a few things. So, he was following them.
"I am ready, sen….,"
"It's okay. You can just call me Nick and I will do the same,"
Before Henrick could complete his sentence, Nick interrupted Henrick because he knew how it would feel. So, he said that they could just call each other by their names without any senior brother or junior brother before their names.
"Okay then. Let's go to mission hall,"
Soon, Nick and Henrick walked towards the mission hall while conversing about their life in the outer sect.
'There is nothing much to see in the outer sect. Once we have sufficient strength, we can participate in the inner sect test to enter the inner sect of the Blazing inferno sect,'
Nick said everything about how the outer sect disciples were and every corner of the outer sect had a restriction that blocks the disciples from entering and so on.
'Damn it. Master really prisoned my in my own cultivation abode,'
While talking with Nick, Henrick learned that Nick started roaming outside as soon as he entered the muscle strengthening realm. So, he felt his master prisoned him.
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However, he knew that exact reason why his master didn't allow him to go out of the cultivation abode. So, he was unable to curse the sect leader Gamos.
"So, what type of missions does this mission hall have?"
Nevertheless, he asked Nick regarding the mission in the mission hall.
"I am going to say about them next," Nick revealed a small smile as he continued, "There are 5 types of missions and they are classified into these five categories depending on the difficulty level of the mission"
'Hmm'
Henrick didn't disturb Nick as he continued to listen to his explanation, "They are Newbie, disciple, master, grandmaster and Immortal type missions."
"So, these are just like the cultivation realms...nice,"
Henrick remembered the cultivation realms when he heard the missions classification in the mission hall.
"Yes. Currently, every new outer sect disciple like us needs to complete one newbie mission within one month of joining the sect; however, our master ordered us to pick 3 missions….,"
"Huh? But the master asked me to pick only two missions from the mission hall," Before Nick could finish his sentence, Henrick interrupted him.
"Yes, let me finish it first," Nick bitterly smiled at Henrick hurried replies as he continued, "One mission, we have to do it as a team and as for the remaining two missions we pick, they are to be separately done,"
Nick still had some fear that Henrick might interrupt him in the middle, so he finished his explanation as soon as possible.
"Huh? So, it's like that. Master didn't explain me anything with full clarity,"
Henrick directly blamed his master for not explaining anything properly which made Nick laugh.
"Master wants us to learn things on our own. Anyway, we have reached the mission hall. It's time to pick our missions,"
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Nick replied to Henrick and at the same time, they reached the mission hall.
Henrick wanted to ask more about the missions; however, since they had already reached the mission hall, he felt there was no need to ask about them as he could see for himself.
Mission hall was just like any other building that Henrick had seen along the way. There was nothing special in the building. It had three floors with light red-coloured painting.
"Welcome, disciples. What are you here for?"
As soon as they entered the red-coloured building, an old woman with completely white hair on her head asked them in a polite tone.
"We came here to take our first missions, Elder Shi,"
Nick bowed to the old woman and replied to her while forcing Henrick to bow along with him.
"Huh? Who said my name to you, young man?" She was surprised when Nick called her name because almost no new disciple knows her name.
"My master informed me to remain polite with you all the time and he was the one who said your name too," Nick replied to the old woman with full respect as he was ordered by his master.
"Oh. So, you two are the disciples of little Gamos...Haha. Good good good," Hearing Nick's words, the old woman instantly recognized who were these disciples and nodded her head while saying 'Good' three times.
'Why is my master this biased?'
As for Henrick, he followed Nick's actions and silently thought about his master who was favouring Nick as he didn't say a single thing to him regarding the missions or mission hall.
"Since this is your first mission, go straight away and take left. You can pick any mission from there as it only contained 'Newbie missions'," Pointing in a special direction, the old woman asked them to go towards it.
"Yes, Elder Shi,"
Both Nick and Henrick nodded their head at the old woman and looked at the direction the Elder Shi had pointed.
"By the way, Elder Shi, why is there no one in this mission hall?"
Henrick had this doubt for a while now because he didn't see a single disciple in the mission hall and moreover, he didn't even see more than a couple of outer sect disciples along his way towards the mission hall.
So, he asked Elder Shi about it because he thought there must be a reason for the appearance of only a few disciples.
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