Chapter 289 Merit from the Temple Isn't Easy to Earn
"Brother Xu, serving the Holy Temple... how exactly is it a trap?" Qin Mo asked, looking at the indignant Xu Luo, puzzled.
Xu Luo stared at Qin Mo and asked, "Qin Mo, you don't understand Latin, right?"
Qin Mo nodded, indicating that she did not understand the bird language.
"So you can't understand French, Italian, or Austrian either?"
Qin Mo continued nodding, an embarrassed look appearing on her face. These are all related to Latin, for crying out loud! How am I supposed to recognize them?
Qu Huan stopped Xu Luo from going into chatter mode and started explaining to Qin Mo, finally making Qin Mo understand what it meant to serve the Temple.
The cultivators in the inner sanctum of the temple have all reached a considerable level of strength. Based on the principle of "why not use them if you don't want to?", the temple will issue missions in the inner sanctum to recruit cultivators to serve it when certain situations arise. Of course, this is all voluntary; no one will force you to do it if you don't want to.
The most common task is to capture traitors and so-called "heretics" of the Temple, which is also a relatively well-paid job.
However, these traitors and heretics were very good at hiding, and the various "local languages" of the Western Continent were very complicated. For the Daxia people who were unfamiliar with the place and did not speak the language, it was very difficult to capture them. They had to find "classmates" from the Western Continent to carry out the capture together.
So here's the problem: strong cultivators are unwilling to team up with even stronger Great Xia cultivators, fearing their credit will be stolen. Weak cultivators, on the other hand, often drag Great Xia cultivators down, causing their efforts to fall short.
“Xu Luo had a bad experience once. A few years ago, a womanizer named Celeste Ulier was wanted by the Temple. Xu Luo, along with a few guys who were holding him back, caught up with that guy.”
"At the time, the opponent only had one person, while Xu Luo had four. However, the intelligence Xu Luo received was wrong, and Nasslett was unexpectedly strong. After a fierce battle, Xu Luo's side lost one person and injured three others, while Nasslett escaped wounded."
"This was bad enough, but when we got back to the temple, those bastards actually said that Xu Luo had refused to help someone in distress, resulting in one person's death. Although the matter was eventually dropped, no one was willing to go on a mission with Xu Luo again."
Xu Luo couldn't hold back any longer and continued to complain: "Actually, it's just that we don't understand. If you want to complete those missions, you have to act with people who have good relations with the Temple. Only they know which missions you can take and which you can't touch. It's very difficult for us outsiders to get good missions."
"But then we'd be risking our lives for others, working hard all day for a tiny reward. Honestly, it'd be better to go north and fight the orcs for half a year!"
Qin Mo listened for a long time and really didn't know what to say. Could he say that Sisley Uriel, who had caused Xu Luo to be ignored by everyone, was now serving under him?
In the city-states of the Western Continent, capturing a fugitive cultivator without intelligence support is indeed very difficult. Even the police of the Celestial Empire have to rely on local thugs to solve cases! Of course, the strength of both sides is also a decisive factor. Xu Luo was really unlucky. If Qu Huan had encountered Mu Qingge, the situation would have been completely different.
"Gentlemen, if you go north to fight the orcs... will you get priority in the selection process?"
Qin Mo decided against hunting down any heretics. What if she ran into someone like Copernicus and became a sinner? Killing orcs was much more satisfying, and she felt no guilt at all.
“Qin Mo, it takes more than a month to get to the Northern Allied Army camp from here, and with the hunting time, half a year is considered a short time. You won’t be able to queue in front of the Qiyun Stone Gate for half a year. I don’t know how much time you will waste!” Xu Luo had obviously been to the North, otherwise he wouldn’t know so well.
"Of course, if you, Qin Mo, are bold enough and strong enough, it's worthwhile to hunt down powerful orcs in the north. Qu Huan went to the north to hunt orcs for three consecutive years, entering the country alone and killing more than a dozen orc generals and an orc warlord, in exchange for three priority selection rights, which she still hasn't used up!" Xu Luo said, looking at Qu Huan with envy.
Qin Mo weighed his own abilities and felt that as long as he was careful, he could still make a name for himself in the north. The territory of the Rakshasa Kingdom, which bordered the Kingdom of Poland in the northwest, was the main sphere of influence of the orcs, and there were probably many orc warlords and kings he could kill.
The fragrant Daxia dishes were finally served, paired with Daxia baijiu with a strong hometown flavor. The atmosphere in the private room was no longer stuffy. The three of them toasted each other, and even the usually sullen Qu Huan kept laughing sincerely.
"I haven't felt this good in a long time. In all these years in the temple, I've spent most of my time cultivating... cultivating, cultivating without end. I've almost forgotten... what my hometown looks like." Qu Huan had drunk quite a bit of wine. Although he wasn't drunk, he became more talkative, and his homesickness intensified.
"Old Qu's ancestors were marquises, but by his generation he's only a viscount. If nothing changes, he'll be a commoner in two generations. That's why he's working so hard. If he can reach the Earth Realm, returning to Great Xia, not only will he be able to restore his ancestors' marquis title, but he might even become a duke." Speaking the truth after drinking, Xu Luo pointed at Qu Huan and revealed the reason why he had persisted in the Holy Temple for twenty years.
Qu Huan smiled bitterly, “When I left home, we had emptied our coffers. For the past twenty years, our family has only held the title of a viscount’s mansion, but we have actually lived the life of ordinary people. If it weren’t for a letter from home a few years ago saying that we had made connections with a merchant caravan in Dayuan and that our lives were getting better and better, I would have gone home three years ago.”
Qin Mo's heart skipped a beat, but she said calmly, "Oh! A merchant caravan from Dayuan? Goods from Dayuan are still very profitable."
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