Lin Fan continued reading, his gaze moving down the letter. It stated that the Demon Monk's current cultivation was only at the early bone tempering realm. The Commandery Government judged that, given Lin Fan's strength, there would be little risk in sending him to kill the man.
The letter also specifically listed the reward: a full Thirty Million Taels of Silver. As long as he successfully killed the Demon Monk and handed the Demonic Fiend Weapon over to the Commandery Government intact, he could collect the enormous sum in a single payment.
At the end of the letter was a list of places where the Demon Monk had recently appeared. All were several hundred miles west of Commandery City, including towns, marketplaces, and dense forests seldom visited by anyone.
There was, in fact, something wrong with this letter. When the Demon Monk escaped from the Great Zhao Temple half a year ago, his cultivation had already reached the early bright force realm.
Yet the letter listed him as being only at the early bone tempering realm.
This was the second scheme the Ten Thousand Treasures Commerce had devised: lavishly bribe officials at the Commandery City Office to assign Lin Fan a mission with ten chances of death and not one of survival.
After finishing the letter, Lin Fan lightly rubbed his fingertips over the paper, and a smile unconsciously rose at the corners of his mouth.
Thirty Million Taels of Silver.
To him, this reward was practically money picked up off the ground. According to the letter, his opponent was only at the early bone tempering realm, while he himself was just one final step away from the late transforming force realm. The gap between their cultivation levels was enormous. Even with a sinister weapon in hand, the Demon Monk