Returning Laden with Spoils

[Host: Lin Feng]

[Realm: Meridian Opening Realm, 9th Layer]

[Cultivation Art: Blazing Sun Art (Perfection)]

[Martial Skill: Seven Fiends Saber Technique (Perfection)]

[Movement Technique: Flowing Wind Steps (Perfection)]

[Crit Multiplier: 60x]

[Crit Points: 78050]

"Hoo..."

Lin Feng slowly drew his saber and let out a long sigh of stale air.

"60x crit multiplier... nearly 80,000 crit points..."

Looking at the system panel's luxurious rewards, a genuine smile spread across Lin Feng's face.

This trip was absolutely worth it!

Not only did his crit multiplier double, but he also had a massive haul of crit points.

These crit points were enough to trigger another earth-shattering transformation in his strength!

"Master! You... you're practically an immortal descended to earth! A war god possessing you!"

Huang Fugui scrambled out of the cave entrance, clinging to Lin Feng's leg, too excited to speak coherently.

It had genuinely thought Lin Feng was going to lose just now, its heart leaping into its throat.

Who would have thought that with a twist of fate, its master would unleash such a world-shattering strike at the last moment, pulverizing that arrogant Corpse King into dust!

"Alright, enough flattery. Let's get to work."

Lin Feng kicked its backside and pointed at the massive black stone coffin.

"Go check if there's anything good inside."

"Yes, Master!"

Huang Fugui immediately perked up, darting into the stone coffin and rummaging around with clanging sounds.

Soon, it emerged, holding a dusty wooden box and a black storage bag in its mouth, presenting them like treasures.

Lin Feng opened the wooden box. Inside lay a yellowed ancient book, its cover inscribed with four distorted seal characters: Heavenly Corpse Soul Control Art.

It was actually an evil cultivation art for controlling zombies.

"Make a copy of this. I can hand it over to the Demon Suppression Division later for some merit points."

Lin Feng casually put it away.

He then opened the storage bag. A scan with his divine sense made his eyes light up.

The storage bag wasn't large, only a few cubic meters, but it was filled with glittering spirit stones. A rough count showed at least a thousand.

In addition, there were some bottles and jars of pills, as well as a few pieces of refining materials emitting a chilling aura.

"It seems the mastermind behind this mine was a wealthy evil cultivator."

Lin Feng nodded with satisfaction. "Too bad it's all mine now."

After storing all the spoils of war, Lin Feng found a fist-sized, dark gold Demon Core radiating immense corpse energy within the remains of the Golden Corpse King.

This Third-Order Demon Core could also be exchanged for a large sum of Merit Points at the Demon Suppression Division.

"A full haul."

Lin Feng clapped his hands and, with Huang Fugui in tow, left the now-ruined cave dwelling contentedly.

The next day, when Lin Feng returned to the Nan Yan Commandery's Demon Suppression Division, dusty and travel-worn, he immediately drew everyone's attention.

"Look! He's back!"

"My god, he's not dead?!"

"No way! He didn't just accept the mission, wander around outside the mine, and come back, did he?"

Inside the Mission Hall, a group of Demon Slayers buzzed with discussion, their eyes filled with shock and disbelief.

Wei Jin's lackeys, who had previously made things difficult for Lin Feng, were the first to surround him, ready to mock him.

"Well, well, isn't this young master Lin? What, you're back so soon? Did the resentment from the Weeping Ghost Mine scare you so much you wet your pants?"

"Hahaha, I knew it! A bumpkin dares to accept a death mission, utterly overestimating himself!"

They were convinced that Lin Feng had failed the mission and returned in disgrace.

However, Lin Feng ignored their taunts and walked directly to the mission submission desk.

He placed the dark gold Demon Core, radiating terrifying corpse energy, and the Golden Corpse King's signature claw onto the table with a "thud."

"Three-Star Extermination Mission 'Weeping Ghost Mine' completed."

Lin Feng stated calmly.

"During the mission, I encountered a Third-Order Demon, the Golden Corpse King, and killed it on the spot. Here are its Demon Core and proof."

In an instant, the entire Mission Hall fell silent.

All eyes were fixed on the Demon Core and claw on the table, as if under a paralysis spell.

That immense, pure corpse energy, that dark golden luster...

It couldn't be faked!

This... this is really the Demon Core of a Third-Order Demon!

"A... a Third-Order Golden Corpse King?!"

The deacon responsible for mission completion trembled uncontrollably. He suddenly looked up at Lin Feng as if he had seen a ghost.

"You... you killed the Third-Order Demon, the Golden Corpse King, by yourself?!"

"Is there a problem?"

Lin Feng retorted.

"No... no problem! Absolutely no problem!"

The deacon flinched and hastily began processing the mission completion procedures.

At this, the entire Mission Hall erupted!

"My God! He... he actually completed it! By himself!"

"What a joke! Isn't he only at the ninth level of the Meridian Opening Realm? How could he possibly kill a Third-Order Golden Corpse King?!"

"Monster! This guy is definitely a monster!"

Those who had mocked Lin Feng earlier felt their faces burn with shame, wishing they could find a hole to crawl into.

Especially Wei Jin's followers, their faces turned deathly pale, their legs trembling. Their gazes towards Lin Feng were filled with endless fear.

Soon, the news of a newcomer completing a Three-Star Extermination Mission alone, hunting a Third-Order Golden Corpse King, spread like wildfire throughout the Demon Suppression Division!

Even Chu Mengxi, who was handling official duties in her office, was so startled by the news that the brush in her hand "snap"ped and fell to the ground.

"He... he did it again?"

In Chu Mengxi's beautiful eyes, there was nothing but shock.

She knew Lin Feng was strong, but she never imagined he could be this strong!

Crossing an entire major realm to kill a Third-Order Demon!

Although it was similar before.

But back then, the Blood Fiend Asura, also a Third-Order Demon, was already heavily weakened.

A prodigy!

Meanwhile, in Wei Jin's residence.

The teacup was violently smashed to the ground, shattering into pieces.

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"

Wei Jin's face was wrapped in bandages. "That brat must have used some underhanded means! Or he got lucky and stumbled upon a bargain! I don't believe it! I absolutely refuse to believe he has that strength!"

He couldn't accept that the newcomer he had treated as an ant had reached a height he could only dream of in just a few days!

This jealousy was almost enough to burn his sanity to ashes.

But soon, a chill ran from the soles of his feet to the crown of his head.

He was already so strong, and I still made an enemy of him.

What...

"When my cousin returns from his mission, I'll make that brat pay. But until then, I'll just keep a low profile."