He Who Understands the Times Is a True Hero

Passing through the Mysterious Iron gate, a sense of sternness rushed toward him.

Inside the Demon Suppression Division was another world entirely. As far as the eye could see, eighteen Demon Suppression Pillars stood towering, supporting the entire division in solemn majesty.

The moment Lin Feng entered, he felt he hardly dared to breathe.

From time to time, Demon Suppression Guards hurried past, seemingly handling urgent matters.

Just then.

Woo woo!

A sharp, piercing sound rang out, and Lin Feng immediately felt his head buzzing, as if needles were stabbing into his brain.

Following the sound with his eyes.

A fish-headed, human-bodied demon was being violently dragged forward by four Demon Suppression Guards using chains.

Lin Feng's mind tightened.

As expected of the Demon Suppression Division—he'd barely entered and already saw a demon.

This was Lin Feng's first time seeing a demon.

The demon radiated a chilling cold, possessed immense strength, and constantly struggled against the chains, utterly savage and frenzied.

Fortunately, the guards escorting it were strong enough to prevent its escape.

Soon, the Fish Demon was taken away.

Lin Feng's mind replayed the scene he'd just witnessed, and he couldn't help thinking to himself.

This demon had boundless strength; it took four Demon Suppression Guards working together to restrain it.

And those four guards were extraordinary in strength, certainly far beyond his own Body Tempering Triple Layer.

If he encountered such a demon alone, he wouldn't stand a chance of survival.

Crossing a long corridor, Lin Feng felt the Demon Suppression Division was enormous, its area probably rivaling a small town.

Finally, the middle-aged man leading the way brought Lin Feng to a simple, crude house.

The man stopped, turned to face Lin Feng, and there was an unreadable look in his eyes.

"My name is Lu Gang, and I'm a Squad Leader in the Demon Suppression Division."

Lu Gang said flatly, "You're Lin Feng, right?"

Lin Feng was startled—this man actually knew him. He quickly replied, "Yes, sir. Do you recognize me?"

The Demon Suppression Division was vast, bearing the heavy responsibility of suppressing all demons under heaven. Its ranks were numerous, from low to high: Constable, Squad Leader, Platoon Leader, Captain, Colonel...

This man was actually a Platoon Leader; his strength was likely above Body Tempering.

That meant the Houtian Realm!

Such a realm was far beyond what Lin Feng could match now, and even his father in life had fallen far short.

Lu Gang snorted coldly and said, "Lin Zhan was my subordinate before."

"When he was in the Demon Suppression Division, he often talked about having a son with decent martial talent."

Lu Gang stared at Lin Feng and said, "But you're at Body Tempering Triple Layer. What kind of damn talent is that?"

Lin Feng felt a flicker of displeasure. Lin Zhan was his father.

This man spoke of his father with considerable contempt.

And now he was belittling him—what was his intention?

Just then, Lu Gang got straight to the point: "You're only at Body Tempering Triple Layer. Entering the Demon Suppression Division is just asking for death!"

"With your cultivation, a demon could crush you into meat paste with one slap."

"Why not be smart, voluntarily withdraw from the Demon Suppression Division, free up this slot for someone more capable, and I can give you some benefits."

As he finished speaking, Lin Feng's expression changed.

Voluntarily withdraw from the Demon Suppression Division?

That was impossible!

The Demon Suppression Division was dangerous, but it also held opportunities!

Only by entering the Demon Suppression Division could he grow stronger, could he protect himself and his sister!

Having him withdraw was absolutely out of the question!

"Captain Lu, you'd better give up on that idea!"

Lin Feng said in a deep voice, "Since I've joined the Demon Suppression Division, I've never thought about withdrawing!"

Hearing this, Lu Gang's brow immediately furrowed.

The reason he wanted Lin Feng to withdraw was that the slot in the Demon Suppression Division was a rare and valuable thing.

Entering the Demon Suppression Division meant access to its training resources and guidance from the strong.

Progress on the martial path would be swift!

After Lin Feng's father died, Lu Gang knew a slot would open up.

Back then, he had already accepted favors from others, promising to get them into the Demon Suppression Division.

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As for Lin Feng, Lu Gang had long known he was at Body Tempering Triple Layer and still a youth.

A little intimidation and bribery would surely make him hand over the slot easily.

Who would have thought the kid would refuse? That immediately soured Lu Gang's mood.

"Overestimating yourself!"

Lu Gang's face darkened. "A piece of trash at Body Tempering Triple Layer staying in the Demon Suppression Division is just dead weight!"

"Letting you quit is for your own good, and you dare to resist?"

The aura of the Houtian Realm spread out, forming a wave of pressure bearing down on Lin Feng!

His words dripped with menace.

Under the immense pressure, Lin Feng still gritted his teeth and stood firm.

The Demon Suppression Division had strict rules—colleagues absolutely could not fight each other casually.

Even though Lu Gang, as a Houtian Realm cultivator, could crush him easily, he definitely wouldn't dare make a move!

The pressure lingered for a moment, but Lin Feng stood as steady as a pine, his expression cold and stern.

He showed no sign of backing down.

Lu Gang's face had turned terrifyingly dark.

This kid was impervious to reason!

Then, he withdrew his aura.

If others saw this, it wouldn't look good, after all, the Demon Suppression Division's rules were very strict.

"Fine, very good! Since you want to court death, I'll grant your wish."

Lu Gang sneered. "Without strength, acting tough just makes you a waste!"

"Before long, you'll follow in your dead father's footsteps. However he died, that's how you'll die too!"

Lu Gang's words seemed loaded with hidden meaning, and Lin Feng's heart skipped a beat.

Judging by Lu Gang's expression and his eyes, could his father's death have some other secret behind it?

Lin Feng's heart jolted!

His instincts told him something was off here.

But to investigate, he needed to grow stronger first.

"Since you insist on staying in the Demon Suppression Division,"

Lu Gang said coldly, "you'll take the position of archer from now on."

"Three days from now, prepare for your first mission—hunting demons! Get ready well!"

Lu Gang glanced at Lin Feng as if looking at a dead man.

Then, from the nearby weapon depot, he took out a bow and a quiver of arrows, tossed them at Lin Feng's feet, and walked away.

Lin Feng's heart sank.

That bastard Lu Gang was targeting him!

Lin Feng had grown up hearing stories of the Demon Suppression Division's deeds.

An archer's ceiling might be high, but the floor was absurdly low.

Unlike other Demon Suppression Guards, who were issued iron armor to fend off demon attacks, an archer got no equipment at all—just a bow and a few arrows.

And the time left for him to train was only three short days!

In those three days, how far could his archery really progress?

Honestly, not much at all!

Facing those terrifying demons, his archery would be useless!

Lin Feng clenched his fists, his heart burning with unwillingness.

He had just entered the Demon Suppression Division, and already he was being targeted—a situation that was practically a fight for survival.

But Lin Feng had no intention of giving up.

He had a reason he absolutely could not die.

Lin Feng's gaze grew resolute. He looked at the bow and arrows on the ground and immediately reached for them.

He was prepared to do whatever it took to improve his archery as much as possible in the limited time.

So that, three days later, in the demon-hunting mission, he might find a sliver of hope to survive.

However, the moment Lin Feng's hand touched the bow and arrow.

A scene that only he could see instantly appeared before his eyes!

Name: Lin Feng
Realm: Body Tempering Triple Layer
Skills: Archery lv1 (0/100)
Talents: None

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