Bronze Token Demon Slayer

The battle at Black Wind City was like a massive boulder thrown into the seemingly calm lake of the Nan Yan Commandery's Demon Suppression Division, stirring up monstrous waves.

"Did you hear? That business at Black Wind City is over!"

"Nonsense! Who in the Division doesn't know by now! King Yama Lin, riding alone on his horse, took down the Half-step Dan Yuan Old Demon of Black Wind with a single saber strike! He even razed the entire Wind Fiend Sect's lair by himself!"

"Hiss... I still feel like I'm dreaming. That was a Four-star Mission! Meng Kuo, Wu Yong, and Liu Qing, three Bronze Token Envoy Lords, led three elite squads and spent a full three days outside formulating the battle plan. They even figured out how many latrines the enemy had. And the result? The ink on the plan was barely dry before Brother Lin returned with the Old Demon's ashes to claim his reward!"

"Isn't that the truth! I heard from one of the brothers under Lord Liu Qing that they were just eating dust behind Brother Lin, not even getting a sip of soup. They watched helplessly as Brother Lin mowed down enemies like chopping leeks, from outside the city all the way in. Their only contribution was helping clean up the battlefield afterward."

"Clean up the battlefield? I heard they didn't even need to clean up. Brother Lin's saber was too fast, his killing intent too potent. After the fight, even the blood and bone fragments evaporated, leaving it as clean as if licked by a dog. Very eco-friendly!"

"Terrifying! Too terrifying! Just who is this King Yama Lin, some deity descended to the mortal realm? Did he really come from a small place like Qingyang County? I strongly suspect he's the illegitimate son of some reclusive great power, playing around in our territory!"

Inside the Iron Token Courtyard, idle chatter filled the air.

All Demon Slayer Envoys, whether new or old, spoke the name "Lin Feng" with reverence, their voices unconsciously lowering by eight decibels, as if afraid of disturbing the God of Slaughter who had become a deity or demon in their hearts.

As for Wei Tiancheng, ever since he was scared into wetting himself by Lin Feng in the Mission Hall that day, he had completely disappeared.

Rumor had it that he applied for a post at the most remote, godforsaken border outpost of the Demon Suppression Division that very day and packed his bags in the dead of night.

He left without telling anyone, fearing Lin Feng would show up with his saber to send him off.

And the instigator of all this, Lin Feng, was lying on his bed in his room, leisurely reviewing his gains.

[Host: Lin Feng]
[Realm: True Qi Realm Seventh Layer]
[Cultivation Technique: Blazing Heaven Sun Art (Great Accomplishment)]
[Martial Skill: Nine Tribulations Thunder Slash (Perfection)]
[Movement Technique: Phantom Flowing Light Steps (Great Accomplishment)]
[Crit Multiplier: 110x]
[Crit Points: 257550]

"Two hundred and fifty thousand Crit Points... Awesome."

Lin Feng's lips curved into a wide grin.

"Brother Lin, you there?"

Just as he was contemplating how to spend his Crit Points, his door was gently knocked.

It was Zhao Tie's voice, but it carried an unprecedented tone of respect and nervousness.

Lin Feng opened the door to find Zhao Tie and Li Rui standing outside like two sentinels, their faces a mixture of excitement and apprehension.

"What is it?"

"Brother Lin, the Manager wishes to see you!"

Zhao Tie took a deep breath and said in a low voice.

The Manager?

The Silver Token Manager, rumored to have unfathomable strength and who was rarely seen?

Lin Feng raised an eyebrow. So, it's finally here.

The core area of the Demon Suppression Division.

An ancient and serene courtyard.

There were no strict guards, nor any luxurious decorations. Only a few vigorous ancient pines and a pond of crystal-clear lotus flowers.

An old man, dressed in simple linen clothes, looking like a kindly old grandfather from next door, sat by the pond, leisurely feeding the fish.

If not for the faint yet imposing aura emanating from him, an aura that seemed to blend seamlessly with the entire world, no one would have been able to connect him with the Silver Token Manager who held the power of life and death over an entire commandery.

"Lin Feng?"

The old man asked without turning around, his voice gentle.

"Yes," Lin Feng replied calmly, neither subservient nor arrogant.

The old man smiled and turned around. His seemingly cloudy eyes held the vastness of stars and seas, capable of seeing through all illusions.

"Good, good. You're even more composed than I imagined."

He stood up, walked slowly to Lin Feng, and scrutinized him from head to toe, marveling.

"To slay a Half-step Dan Yuan opponent while only in the True Qi Realm Seventh Layer. Kid, the secrets you hold are far more interesting than the Old Demon of Black Wind's head."

Lin Feng's heart tightened, but his expression remained unchanged. "Your subordinate was merely fortunate."

"Fortunate?"

The old man burst into hearty laughter, his voice booming, causing the lotus flowers in the pond to tremble slightly.

"In this world, there are no such things as too much luck. Your saber is fast and pure. Pure killing intent, pure destruction. It makes this old man very pleased to see such a saber emerge in this small Nan Yan Commandery."

He stopped laughing, his expression turning serious.

"Lin Feng, receive your orders!"

"Here!"

"In recognition of your pivotal role in the Black Wind City battle, where you turned the tide, saved your comrades, and eliminated the main culprit, bringing unparalleled merit to our Nan Yan Commandery Demon Suppression Division. After unanimous decision within the division, you are hereby promoted to Bronze Token Demon Slayer, effective immediately!"

The elder took out a warm, reddish-bronze token from his robes and personally handed it to Lin Feng.

"Furthermore, for your contributions in this battle, in addition to the mission rewards, rescuing Chu Mengxi is valued at ten thousand Merit Points. Your residence in the Iron Token Courtyard will also be immediately changed to an independent courtyard in the Bronze Token Courtyard. From today onwards, you are the fourteenth Bronze Token Envoy of our Demon Suppression Division. We hope that in the future, you will continue to slay demons and monsters, upholding the divine might of our Demon Suppression Division!"

As the words fell, Zhao Tie and Li Rui's faces were already flushed with excitement.

Bronze Token Demon Slayer!

This was the highest rank within the Demon Suppression Division, second only to the Silver Token Manager!

The entire Nan Yan Commandery Demon Suppression Division, including Chu Mengxi, only had thirteen of them!

Lin Feng, a newcomer who had joined the Demon Suppression Division less than a month ago, had ascended to the heavens, becoming the fourteenth!

This promotion speed was simply unprecedented, and likely to remain so!

"Thank you, Manager."

Lin Feng took the token, his heart stirred slightly.

He knew he would receive a reward, but he hadn't expected that rescuing Chu Mengxi would be equivalent to the reward for a Four-star Mission.

That woman's identity was probably extraordinary.

"You may go."

The manager waved his hand and sat back down by the pond, continuing to feed the fish.

"Young man, the road ahead is long. Nan Yan Commandery is just the beginning. The world outside is far more exciting, and far more dangerous, than you can imagine."

"Grip your blade tightly..."

When Lin Feng walked out of the manager's courtyard, the news of his promotion to Bronze Token Envoy had already spread throughout the entire Demon Suppression Division like wildfire.

For a time, the entire Demon Suppression Division was in an uproar.

All the Demon Slayer Envoys, whether they were bragging in the Mission Hall, sparring in the training grounds, or picking their toes in their dorms, all surged out, surrounding Lin Feng in the middle of the road, several layers deep.

The way they looked at Lin Feng could no longer be described as mere respect.

It was a complex gaze, a mixture of admiration, fervor, and the look one gives to a creature from a prehistoric era.

"Lord Lin! You are my idol!"

"Lord Lin is mighty! May you reign for ten thousand generations and unite the martial world!"

"Lord Lin, are you still looking for a hanger-on? I can charge forward with a spear, or retreat and show my backside..."