Hei xinjiu rubbed her chin and pondered. If she sold Mo Xiao, she reckoned that she would not need to go out on missions from now on.
However, this fellow was only thinking about it. She still had use for Mo Xiao.
If she could no longer survive in the primordial sword sect, she could still go to the Yimo tribe to muddle along.
Yun chujiu swept her gaze across the other missions in blue, purple, and black. Although she really wanted to go out for a stroll and get struck by lightning, she knew her own limits.
The most important thing now was to mold the sword embryo first, or else she would be courting death if she went out.
Although the green and yellow missions were a little difficult to complete, they would at least be completed in the primal sword sect. When the time came, she could just pick one from the list.
Yun chujiu picked a few more suitable missions and had a good idea. She said to Qian Yan with a smile, “Senior brother Qian, we’ve seen enough. Let’s go back.”
