Recalling his father's teachings, Long Haochen's heart gradually grew warm. Dad, I'm about to challenge the Seventh Rank. Can you imagine it? I'm not even seventeen yet! Once I break through to the Seventh Rank, I'll go to the Knight Temple's headquarters to find you and Mom. That would be after I complete this slaughter mission.
After completing the slaughter mission, I still had to take the Mithril Base Knight assessment first. I had to appear before you wearing gleaming Mithril Base Battle Armor.
At that thought, pride rose naturally in Long Haochen's heart. Indeed, even he had not expected his cultivation to reach the Seventh Rank so quickly. It was truly an unbelievable pace.
Since separating from his parents, Long Haochen's life had been exceptionally fulfilling: arduous cultivation, completing mission after mission with his companions, and Cai'er by his side. Yet whenever the night grew still, he could not help thinking of his parents and missing them deeply.
His mother's gentleness and kindness, his father's sternness and strength—all of it was deeply etched into his mind. The most unforgettable event in Long Haochen's life was the moment when, while cultivating with his father in Odin Town, they encountered a Demon Clan ambush and his father revealed the Divine Throne.
It was also a scene he could never forget. Although Long Haochen had been very young at the time, he had secretly sworn that one day, he too would sit upon the Divine Throne like his father.
Cai'er sat opposite Long Haochen. Ever since entering Demon Clan territory, the members of the Commander Grade Sixty-Fourth Demon Hunt Squad had lost the ease they had enjoyed in the Alliance and entered a state of complete tension. Every spare moment was devoted to cultivation.
The benefits brought by that year of closed-door