Returning Fully Loaded

[Host: Lin Feng]

[Realm: Meridian Opening Realm, Ninth Level]

[Cultivation Art: Blazing Sun Art (Mastery)]

[Martial Technique: Seven Fiends Saber Technique (Mastery)]

[Movement Technique: Flowing Wind Steps (Mastery)]

[Critical Strike Multiplier: 60x]

[Crit Points: 78050]

"Phew..."

Lin Feng slowly sheathed his saber and let out a long breath of stale air.

"60x critical strike... nearly 80,000 Crit Points..."

Looking at the rewards on the system panel, luxurious enough to be called extravagant, Lin Feng revealed a smile straight from the heart.

This trip had been more than worth it!

Not only had his critical strike multiplier doubled outright, but he had also hit the jackpot with Crit Points.

These Crit Points were enough to bring about another earth-shaking transformation in his strength!

"Master! You... you're practically a god descended to earth! The God of War himself possesses you!"

Huang Fugui scrambled into the cave entrance on hands and knees, clinging to Lin Feng's leg as excitement left him babbling incoherently.

Just now, he had truly thought Lin Feng was going to lose. His heart had nearly leaped from his throat.

Who would have thought the tide would turn? At the very last moment, his master had unleashed such a heaven-shaking, earth-shattering blow, blasting that arrogant Corpse King straight into scraps!

"Enough flattery. Get to work."

Lin Feng nudged Huang Fugui's backside with his foot and pointed at the huge black stone coffin.

"See if there's anything good inside."

"Right away, Master!"

Huang Fugui immediately perked up, slipping into the stone coffin in a flash and rummaging through it with a clatter and jingle.

Very quickly, he came running back as if presenting treasure, carrying a dust-covered wooden box in his mouth and a black storage pouch.

Lin Feng opened the wooden box. Inside lay a yellowed ancient tome, its cover bearing four twisted seal-script characters—Heavenly Corpse Soul Control Art.

It was actually an unorthodox cultivation art for controlling Zombies.

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

Lin Feng casually put it away.

He then opened the storage pouch. A sweep of his divine sense made his eyes light up at once.

The storage pouch was not large, only several cubic meters in size, but it was piled full of glittering spirit stones. A rough count put them at no fewer than a thousand.

Besides that, there were bottles and jars of medicinal pills, along with several refining materials that emitted a chilling aura.

"Looks like the mastermind behind this mine was a rather wealthy evil cultivator."

Lin Feng nodded in satisfaction. "Unfortunately, it all belongs to me now."

After putting away all the spoils, Lin Feng found a Demon Core amid the Golden Corpse King's remains. It was the size of a fist, dark gold throughout, and contained immense corpse qi.

This Third-Order Demon Core could likewise be exchanged for a large sum of Merit Points if he brought it back to the Demon Suppression Division.

"Returning fully loaded."

Lin Feng clapped his hands and, with Huang Fugui in tow, left the limestone cave that had become a ruin, utterly satisfied.

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

"Look! That kid's back!"

"My god, he actually didn't die?!"

"No way! Don't tell me he accepted the mission, took a stroll outside the mine, then ran right back?"

Inside the Mission Hall, the Demon Slayer Envoys buzzed with discussion, their eyes filled with astonishment and disbelief.

Those of Wei Jin's lackeys who had once made things difficult for Lin Feng were the first to crowd around, ready to watch him make a fool of himself.

"Well, if it isn't our Young Master Lin? Back so soon? What, did the Baleful Intent at Weeping Ghost Mine scare you so badly you wet your pants?"

"Hahaha, just as I said! A country bumpkin daring to take on a death mission—he doesn't know his own strength!"

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

Yet Lin Feng ignored their mockery and walked straight to the mission submission counter.

He placed the dark-gold Demon Core radiating terrifying corpse qi, along with one of the Golden Corpse King's distinctive claws, onto the table with a thud.

"The Three-Star Extermination Mission, 'Weeping Ghost Mine,' has been completed."

Lin Feng spoke calmly.

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

In an instant, the entire Mission Hall fell silent as a graveyard.

Everyone stared fixedly at the Demon Core and claw on the table, as though they had been struck by an immobilizing spell.

That vast, pure corpse qi, that dark-golden sheen...

It could not be faked!

This... this really was a Third-Order Demon Core!

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

The deacon in charge of accepting mission submissions spoke with a trembling voice. He suddenly raised his head, looking at Lin Feng as if he had seen a ghost.

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

"Is there a problem?"

Lin Feng asked in return.

"N-No problem! No problem at all!"

The deacon shuddered in fright and hurriedly began processing the mission submission, fumbling in a fluster.

At once, the entire Mission Hall erupted!

"My god! He... he really did it! Alone!"

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

"A monster! This guy is absolutely a monster!"

Those who had mocked Lin Feng earlier now felt their faces burn with pain, wishing they could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Wei Jin's lackeys in particular had gone pale with fright, their legs trembling as they looked at Lin Feng with endless terror in their eyes.

Very quickly, news that a newcomer had completed a three-star death mission alone and hunted a Third-Order Golden Corpse King spread through the entire Demon Suppression Division as though it had grown wings!

Even Chu Mengxi, who was handling official business in her office, dropped her writing brush to the floor with a snap when she heard the news.

"He... he did it again?"

Other than shock, there was only shock in Chu Mengxi's beautiful eyes.

She knew Lin Feng was strong, but she had never imagined he could be strong to such an extent!

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

Though it had been the same before.

But at that time, the Blood Fiend Asura, also a Third-Order Demon, had already been greatly weakened.

A monstrous genius!

Meanwhile, inside Wei Jin's residence.

A teacup was smashed viciously onto the floor, shattering into pieces.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Wei Jin's face was wrapped in bandages. "That brat must have used some underhanded method! Or perhaps he stepped in dog shit and got lucky, picking up someone else's bargain! I don't believe it! I absolutely refuse to believe he has that kind of strength!"

He could not accept that the newcomer he had regarded as an ant had, in just a few days, reached heights so distant that he could only gaze after them in despair!

This jealousy nearly burned away every last shred of his reason.

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

That guy was already so strong, and he had still formed a grudge with him.

Then...

"When my cousin returns from his mission, I'll make that brat pay. But until then, I'd better keep my head down."