Assassin Temple headquarters.
Saint Moon Gallant sat quietly in a massive, pitch-black high-backed chair. Beside him stood Liao Tianze, who was temporarily taking over Sheng Lingxin's duties in charge of Demon Expelling Pass's defenses.
"Heroic One, that is the situation."
Liao Tianze had just finished reporting to Saint Moon on the ten newly promoted Demon Hunt Squads' mission to intercept the demon clan's grain convoy, including this box.
"This is quite a precious thing. Long Haochen was willing to hand it over, too." A rare smile appeared on Saint Moon's aged face. His fingers lightly tapped the box, while his eyes flickered slightly, as though he were thinking of something.
Liao Tianze said, "According to Gao Yingjie, Long Haochen and the others handed over the box without opening it. They were afraid it might contain something important to Demon Expelling Pass. These children are truly remarkable. Even I might not have been willing to turn it in. They must have encountered formidable resistance this time. Gao Yingjie's group probably had to step in before they could eliminate the demons guarding this item. This is a Spiritual Stove. The demons guarding it must have been at least seventh-rank. If it weren't Light Attribute, the protection would likely have been even stronger."
Saint Moon nodded slightly. "No matter what, since these little ones have been so selfless, our Assassin Temple cannot be stingy."
As he spoke, he flicked his finger. The sharp lid of the box dissolved with a soft pop.
A gentle white radiance quietly rose from within. One could clearly see that it was actually a tiny person. Only half a foot tall, it emitted holy white light from head to toe. A pair of slightly wrinkled little wings unfolded behind its back, but it could not fly. Its small