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[A strand of martial force was born within your body. Boxer experience +1]

[A strand of martial force was born within your body. Boxer experience +1]

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Li Xiang sat cross-legged on a makeshift camp bed, his eyes half closed, his blood and vital energy flowing steadily through him like a river.

He had just finished circulating Dragon Force through one Lesser Celestial Circuit. The bones throughout his body gave off a fine series of soft cracks, like beans popping in a pan.

Ever since learning that someone had specifically requested his presence for questioning, he had maintained this seemingly relaxed state, loose on the outside but taut within.

Faced with scrutiny from the center of power at the Demon City City God Headquarters, Li Xiang felt none of the trembling terror an ordinary person might have.

He reviewed his performance in this campaign: killing enemies, saving people, slaying ghosts. Every stroke of his blade had been aboveboard, every action able to withstand examination.

"Do nothing to shame your conscience, and you needn't fear ghosts knocking at midnight."

Li Xiang opened his eyes and picked up a clean cotton cloth to wipe the edge of the Ghost-Slaying Blade. Looking at his eyes reflected in the blade, he murmured, "Those Second and Third Realm elites from Demon City should be pretty strong, shouldn't they?"

Li Xiang had no objection to meeting these people. In this dangerous age of chaos, he could not go farther and broaden his profession's path by remaining trapped in his own little world. Only by seeing the scenery higher up could he learn what he was truly worth.

Sure enough, roughly six hours later, heavy military boots splashed through standing water outside the tent.

A Black Tiger Army messenger stood outside, his back ramrod straight,