Then.
The system's prompt rang in Lin Changqing's mind right on cue.
"Ding! Random mission complete: Rescue White Tiger Guard Lin Hu from those harboring ill intentions (1/1)." "Mission reward: Ninth-tier Supreme Grade spirit liquid—Dragon Marrow Body-Tempering Dew." "Would the host like to claim it now?"
Lin Changqing replied silently in his mind.
"Claim it."
In the next instant, a palm-sized glazed jade bottle appeared in his Infinite Storage Space.
He could feel the rich dragon aura emanating from the bottle. It was purer than any of the Heavenly Treasures he had encountered before.
Even the slightest trace of that aura seeping through the storage space made the qi and blood in his body stir with renewed vigor.
"Quite a treasure. Once we're back in the capital, I'll absorb it along with the ten Limit-Breaking Pills."
Lin Changqing withdrew his thoughts, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly.
Another Martial Saint from the Holy Demon God Sect had now died at his hands.
The Red Python Martial Saint from the Capital Branch Sect, the elite backbone of the Blood Sacrifice operation, the cultists in the branches across the various provinces, and now this Chief Archbishop—
He had completely uprooted the Demon Cult's power in the Great Yu Dynasty.
His enemies would surely hate him to the bone.
But he wasn't afraid of them in the slightest. They were nothing but rats who couldn't show their faces in the light.
He would kill as many as dared to come.
Lin Hu stepped out from behind Lin Changqing and gazed at the bottomless crater before them.
He turned around, his face filled with adoration.
"Your Lordship, your strength grows more terrifying by the day! That old geezer was a Late Martial Saint, yet he couldn't last five moves against you."