Chapter 95: Monk knows the joke
Yu Xuan stood once again in front of the familiar mission hall. Now that all three of his missions were complete, it was time to collect his rewards, the part he enjoyed the most.
Sure, his master had already granted him a generous number of sect points. But that didn’t mean he would pass up the chance to earn more. After all, one never knew when more points — or spirit stones — might be needed.
He walked inside with casual ease and made his way directly toward the monk, who sat at her usual post like a still mountain, her eyes closed and presence serene.
As he approached, the monk opened her eyes with practiced calm and gave a slight nod.
"Amitabha," she intoned. "Have you even completed your missions?"
It was a reasonable question, spoken with light skepticism. In her experience, new disciples often came back empty-handed or with incomplete results — especially those who returned within just two days like this one.
Yu Xuan clasped his hands respectfully. "Senior, I really have completed all my missions."
The monk raised an eyebrow and said nothing, merely lifting her hand to review the status of his missions. As a cultivator, her memory was naturally sharp, and the task took only a few moments.
After a pause, she looked at him with a frown of confusion.
"Two of your missions are marked complete," she said, her voice calm but firm. "But the third one isn’t yet submitted. Did you just lie to a monk?"