Reaching the summit

By then, Lin Qing had already reached the final gatekeeper. Looking past him, he could see the temple on the summit behind him, along with Wang Ling and the others standing before it.

He was almost at the summit now. Glancing back, he could still see the fighting on the two neighboring mountain paths.

Tan Shaochong was on the left, and a Deputy Constable Chief was on the right. Both were still struggling halfway up the mountain.

Lin Qing withdrew his gaze. Neither could pose a threat to him in the first place. His real competitor was Ao Ziyi, who should have been on the exact opposite side of the hill.

As he considered this, an odd-looking man rose from the steps ahead. His arms hung past his knees, and thick black hair covered his limbs. At first glance, he looked like a black ape.

"The younger generation really is formidable. Tsk, tsk. My name is Hou Liang, and I'm the last man on this path. Beat me, and you can reach the summit, enter the Divine Temple, and become the new Constable Chief. I never imagined you'd reach me so quickly. How long has it been? Not even half an incense stick's worth of time. That means you swept aside all eight Pill Embrace martial artists before me. Impressive!" Hou Liang raised a thumb, unable to hold back his praise.

"Hou Liang? So you're Lord Hou of the Night Patrol Team!" Lin Qing cupped his hands.

He had heard of Hou Liang, a Constable Chief of the Night Patrol Office renowned for his lightness skills.

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"Young man, you'd better be careful. I won't hold back!" Hou Liang stretched, a string of cracks and pops sounding throughout his body.

"Pardon me, then!"

Without another moment's hesitation, Lin Qing darted