Heaven's Gift

Lin Chen walked over with an icy expression, his eyes surging with murderous intent.

He hated Lu Yuan.

It was one thing to deny him a direct promotion spot, but to catch him off guard and beat him into a serious injury, nearly ruining his chance to participate in the new recruit selection, was unforgivable.

Fortunately, Lin Man'er had sought out the examiner Zhou Tong, who, seeing his excellent aptitude, gifted him a medicinal elixir for his injuries.

Because of this, he had turned a misfortune into a blessing; after his wounds healed, his cultivation had broken through to the sixth level of the Mortal Realm.

Among the crowd, many new recruits changed expressions, turning their gazes toward him one after another.

"Lu Yuan? Is he that guy who's been practicing martial arts for five years and is only at the second level of the Mortal Realm?"

"How could someone with that kind of aptitude even get into the Demon Suppression Bureau?"

"Haven't you heard? He has a reserved spot."

Since entering the Demon Suppression Bureau, Lu Yuan had not moved around much.

The reason so many new recruits knew his background was inseparable from the rumors Lin Chen had been spreading behind the scenes.

Of course, all of this was also done under the instruction of Zhou Tong.

In his view, allowing someone with such abysmal aptitude into the Demon Suppression Bureau was, in itself, a stain on the mission of slaying demons and eliminating devils.

Lin Chen said nothing more, his sixth-level Mortal Realm cultivation erupting fully as he reached out with a claw-like hand, aiming straight for Lu Yuan's throat.

"Lu Yuan, today I will make you pay for your blood debt..."

Before he could finish his sentence.

Lu Yuan struck, throwing a punch that surged against the momentum, slamming directly into Lin Chen's chest.

Crack, crack...

The sounds of a chest caving in and bones shattering rang out incessantly.

Lin Chen spat out a mouthful of blood, and before he could even react, he was sent flying backward faster than he had come, crashing heavily beside the Demon Locking Well.

He lay in a pool of blood, with crimson fluid continuously spilling from his mouth and nose.

Lu Yuan glanced at him, his eyes indifferent.

Lin Chen shuddered, his bloodshot eyes filled with terror, as if he were looking at some ferocious, malevolent spirit.

Ignoring the pain in his body, he scrambled backward, crawling and rolling away.

An indescribable emotion flooded his heart.

He could not understand how he, at the sixth level of the Mortal Realm, could not withstand a casual punch from Lu Yuan.

He hadn't even managed to execute a complete move before being beaten into a serious injury.

Lu Yuan withdrew his gaze, no longer paying attention to such cannon fodder, and stepped toward the Demon Locking Well.

The surrounding crowd woke up as if from a dream, their expressions complex; not daring to show the slightest bit of contempt, they subconsciously parted to clear a path.

Lin Chen was at the sixth level of the Mortal Realm, yet he had been beaten into a serious injury with a single punch.

This level of cultivation...

Seventh level of the Mortal Realm? Or perhaps the eighth?

At this moment, the entire scene fell into a suffocating silence.

Just then, a name suddenly appeared on the stone tablet beside the Demon Locking Well.

Lu Yuan, one breath, two demons.

Soon, the numbers jumped again.

Three breaths, five demons.

The entire crowd was shocked, everyone's minds going blank for an instant.

What was going on?

In a normal assessment, killing a single demon took at least the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.

Who had ever heard of counting in breaths?

Was this even meant for people to survive?

The new recruits felt a strong sense of crisis and, without another word, rushed into the Demon Locking Well.

The third batch of assessments had officially begun!

Beneath the Demon Locking Well.

Lu Yuan arrived in the territory of the Fox Demon.

Several Fox Demons the size of calves bared their fangs, their eye sockets glowing with green light as they roared and lunged at Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan threw a fierce punch, a heavy blow.

The bodies of the Fox Demons exploded instantly, black blood splattering as their carcasses slammed against the rocks.

[Killed a Mortal Realm Fox Demon, obtained White Trait [Spirit Thought]]

Immediately after, he reached out and clamped his hand onto a Fox Demon's head, his five fingers exerting force.

Crack!

The Fox Demon's skull shattered, its head bursting open.

[Killed Mortal Realm Fox Demon, obtained White Trait [Spirit Thought]]

Flicking the red and white gore from his hand, Lu Yuan's eyes remained indifferent.

The difficulty was too low.

A group of Fox Demons looked terrifying, but in reality, they were just ordinary Mortal Realm demons, no different from Mortal Realm martial artists.

With the augmentation of Heaven Opener, these demons posed no threat to him at all.

His gaze was calm as he walked through the pack of Fox Demons, every gesture resulting in another demon being blown apart.

Bone and blood flew everywhere, severed limbs scattered, yet he moved with composure, performing the most extreme aesthetic of violence.

[Killed Mortal Realm Fox Demon, obtained White Trait [Spirit Thought]]

[Killed Mortal Realm Fox Demon, obtained White Trait [Spirit Thought]]

[Killed Mortal Realm Fox Demon, obtained White Trait [Spirit Thought]]

Because he was killing the same type of Fox Demon, the dropped traits were identical, all of which were collected into his trait library.

In a quarter of an hour, he had already killed seventy-nine Fox Demons.

It was mainly because the Demon Locking Well was intricate and complex, taking up some time to find the monsters.

Otherwise, with his combat power, the kill count would have already exceeded one hundred.

Seeing this terrifying record, the group of newcomers outside was completely bewildered.

"Seventy-nine demons in a quarter of an hour, and you're telling me he's only at the second level of the Mortal Realm?"

"No wonder he heavily injured Lin Chen with one punch; this is his true strength."

"He deserves the direct promotion. With this kind of strength, I wouldn't be able to sleep if he didn't get it."

"I'm afraid he's going to break the record. I've never heard of anyone killing eighty demons in a quarter of an hour."

"It seems the Qingzhou Demon Suppression Division is about to produce an A-grade combatant. Starting as a Demon Suppression Captain, his future is limitless!"

"The assessment lasts for two hours; how many demons do you think he can kill?"

"At least three hundred or more. 'Genius' can't even describe him; he's a monster!"

"Lu Yuan is going to be famous now. Who in Qingzhou won't know his name?"

"Cough, cough, cough, cough..."

In the corner, Lin Chen coughed up blood incessantly, his face deathly pale, as if he might breathe his last at any moment.

Lu Yuan had killed more demons in a quarter of an hour than he had in two hours.

Is this something a human can do?

You're the damn demon!

He violently spat out a mouthful of blood, his mentality completely shattered.

Inside the Demon Locking Well, the assessment was still ongoing.

A-grade combat power was no longer in doubt for Lu Yuan.

Right now, he just wanted to kill as many Fox Demons as possible before the assessment ended.

According to the system mechanism, killing the same type of demon would drop the same trait, and three identical traits could be synthesized into a higher-level trait.

To synthesize one Red Trait, you only need 243 identical White Traits, whereas different White Traits would require 7,776.

Killing demons inside the Demon Locking Well was, for Lu Yuan, an opportunity that was hard to come by.

This kind of situation could never be encountered outside.

Outside, they were all scattered demons—three or five, seven or eight—and even if demons gathered to cause chaos, it would be at most a few dozen.

Even if he killed them all at once, he would at most synthesize a Blue Trait, or a Purple Trait if he were lucky.

A Red Trait was out of the question unless he killed his way into a demon territory.

But with his current strength, charging into a demon territory was simply courting death.

He would kill a few small demons here, and in the blink of an eye, an Initial Realm demon would appear. He wouldn't even need a Mystic Realm great demon to show up; he would die in a single encounter.

But the Demon Locking Tower was different.

Demons were kept in captivity there, and over many years, they had developed into tribes with massive populations.

When newcomers entered for the assessment, those in the Mortal Realm only faced Mortal Realm demons; no Initial Realm or Mystic Realm demon would suddenly pop up.

Moreover, demons of different tribes were locked in specific areas; they couldn't escape and could only wait to be killed in that zone.

What was this?

Heaven has truly blessed him!

Lu Yuan charged into the pack of Fox Demon, his heavy strikes killing with every blow.

Those Fox Demon finally reacted, letting out shrill screams as they scrambled to flee into burrows in every direction.

Lu Yuan gave chase, taking them out one punch at a time.

In less than a dozen breaths, the ground was already littered with the corpses of Fox Demon.

Finally, the assessment ended.

Lu Yuan shook the blood from his hands and checked his panel immediately.

[Current Vocabulary:]

[Spirit Thought [White] × 287]

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