More than two hours later, Lin Baichuan finally left Jiang Ying's residence.
Lin Baichuan was in no hurry to enter seclusion and refine the second Quasi-God Herb. He intended to spend a few days consolidating himself.
And the best way to temper oneself was, in fact, battle.
Thus, Lin Baichuan headed straight for the Mission Hall and took on three more missions in one go.
All three missions were assassination missions.
Only, this time he was no longer plucking the Demon Race alone. Only one involved hunting the Demon Race, while the other two targeted the Devil Race and the Spirit Race respectively.
After resting for a day.
The following day, Lin Baichuan piloted the Void-Escaping Boat out of Hangu Pass alone. His first target was an interstellar pirate band of the Demon Race.
So-called interstellar pirates were bandits and robbers who roamed the vast starry skies, pillaging as they went.
At their core, they were no different from the bandit gangs of the mortal world that claimed mountains as kings. It was merely that Lin Baichuan's target, the Crimson Tiger Group, was exceptionally powerful as a whole.
Moreover, they exclusively preyed upon humans.
They were called interstellar pirates, but in truth, they were likely a Special Operations Squad deliberately raised by the Demon Race to hunt humanity.
In fact, it was not only the Demon Race that cultivated such squads. All the Myriad Races did so.
The human race included.
They operated under banners such as interstellar pirates or other names, which made it easier to wrangle and evade blame at certain times.
After all, the war between humanity and the Myriad Races had raged for so many years.
It had long since entered a period of respite, and a relatively complete set of rules had emerged. Some matters