Poor Excuse, Falling Out!

At this moment, the assembly hall was still bustling with noise. Cultivation practitioners and itinerant cultivators from various factions were here to form teams and hand over missions.

Zhong Changgong, Lan Hai, and Ye Qiubai also returned.

After handing over the mission, Zhong Changgong smiled at Ye Qiubai and the others and said, "Brother Ye, do you fellow disciples want to come to my Divine Body Sect?"

"I'll introduce him to you. Our Divine Body Sect also welcomes prodigies from other factions."

Hearing this, Fang Qiong, Mu Fusheng, and Blackie frowned silently.

Ye Qiubai shook his head, "There's no need. Our goal here is to train. Let's not waste time."

"Just give us the map and the reward for completing this mission."

Everyone present was stunned hearing Ye Qiubai's words.