66: Chapter 66: A Peaceful Scene Emerges, Delivery Team Loses Their Jobs

To him, this so-called "experiential journey" was essentially a mobile buffet feast. Meanwhile, Chu Mengxi and the other four were the hardworking, five-star chefs who meticulously prepared each delicious dish and respectfully delivered them to his mouth.

Since the dishes had all been served, what reason was there not to eat?

That night, Lin Feng began a new round of frantic "point-spending" inside his tent.

He sat cross-legged, his mind sinking into the System panel. Looking at the string of critical hit points that was so long it was dazzling, a pure and arrogant smile appeared on his face—one that only a heavy-spending whale in a gacha game could understand.

"System, stop sleeping, let the feast begin!"

[Ding! Detected that the host possesses a massive amount of critical hit points. Do you wish to begin enhancing your strength?]

"Let's start with an appetizer. Raise Snow-Treading Ghost Step to proficient!"

[Ding! Consumed 250,000 critical hit points. Snow-Treading Ghost Step critical hit successful!]

Boom!

A flood of insights, far lighter and more harmonious than before, instantly surged into his Sea of Consciousness!

Lin Feng felt his body become much lighter in an instant, and his perception of the surrounding airflow became several times sharper.

The essence of this Movement Technique was not blindly seeking speed, but rather in "integration."

Integrating one's form into the wind and the rise and fall of one's footsteps into the environment, thereby reaching a Realm of silence and leaving no trace.

At this moment, if he exerted his full effort, he could run across snow without leaving footprints and traverse fallen leaves without disturbing them in the slightest.

This held incalculable practical value for stealth, surprise attacks, and evading enemy tracking.

"Very good. Between movement and stillness, I've gained three more parts of composure."

Lin Feng nodded with satisfaction.

One can never have too many means of life-saving and battlefield entry.

Next was the real main course.

"System, smash all the remaining critical hit points into Three Blades of Avici!"

[Ding! Consumed 800,000 critical hit points. Three Blades of Avici critical hit successful!]

Rumble!!

This time, what flooded into his mind was a tragic, domineering, and indomitable Saber Intent of absolute resolve!

This set of saber techniques didn't have many flashy variations; it pursued the most pure lethality.

In an instant, all the skills and Profound Truths perfectly merged with Lin Feng's Soul!

Three Blades of Avici, Perfection!

As the last sliver of insight merged into his Soul, Lin Feng slowly opened his eyes.

His gaze hadn't changed; it was still that look of a well without ripples.

But his entire temperament had undergone an earth-shaking transformation.

If he was previously a peerless, ominous weapon with its edge fully exposed...

...then at this moment, he was a demonic blade hidden in its scabbard, seemingly restrained, yet capable of exploding with a fatal strike at any time.

[Host: Lin Feng]

[Realm: Danyuan Realm Ninth Layer]

[Cultivation Technique: Nine Yang Infinite Art (Perfection)]

[Martial Skill: Three Blades of Avici (Perfection)]

[Movement Technique: Snow-Treading Ghost Step (proficient)]

[critical hit multiplier: 250x]

[critical hit points: 15422]

Looking at the remaining ten thousand or so critical hit points, Lin Feng didn't feel the slightest bit of heartache; instead, he felt a sense of satisfaction from having splurged it all.

"Peak Danyuan Realm Ninth Layer, cultivation and saber techniques at Perfection, Movement Technique at proficient..."

Lin Feng stood up and stretched his muscles. He felt his entire body filled with power, and his Internal Energy circulated more smoothly and without hindrance than ever before.

He now had absolute confidence that if he faced an opponent like Ling Xiaotian again, he would no longer need to force the other party into a head-on clash like before, nor would he even need to use Three Blades of Avici.

With the proficient level Snow-Treading Ghost Step coupled with a 250x critical hit, he was fully certain he could do it before the opponent could even react.

A single strike to take the head!

"Martial arts, in the end, are skills for killing. The deeper they are hidden, the better the effect of a surprise attack."

Lin Feng was very satisfied with this feeling of steady growth in strength.

"It's time to consider the Cultivation Techniques and Martial Skills for the next stage."

After the Danyuan Realm comes the Divine Sea Realm.

To break through, a new Cultivation Technique is an indispensable foundation.

And the Nanyan Prefecture Demon Suppression Division does not have Cultivation Techniques of that level.

"It seems I must become a Silver Medal Envoy."

Lin Feng understood clearly that only with a higher status and greater authority could he access more core resources.

"Zhang Cheng..."

Lin Feng fished out that wooden plaque he had long forgotten from a corner of his Storage Pouch, weighed it in his hand, and curled his lip.

"This old man really is something. It would have been better to give me something practical, like a Cultivation Technique or another few million merit points. Giving me this broken plaque—can it be eaten as a meal or exchanged for critical hit points?"

Although he was complaining, he understood in his heart.

The Demon Suppression Division's control over martial Cultivation Techniques was strict to the extreme. The release of every Advanced technique had to go through layers of approval and assessment; it was absolutely impossible to grant them privately.

"Forget it, better to rely on myself than on others."

Lin Feng casually threw the wooden plaque back into the deepest part of his Storage Pouch, his gaze becoming sharp.

"Invincibility, in the end, must be carved out with one's own blade, strike by strike!"

...

While Lin Feng squandered a million critical hit points and his strength underwent another earth-shaking transformation...

...that "professional delivery team" composed of five Bronze Medal Envoys finally completed their "self-reconciliation."

They no longer viewed this mission as a humiliation, but rather as a rare "high-end Advanced study" personally guided by Lin Feng.

Each of them put in their full effort, honing their "professional skills" to Perfection.

However, just as they were all raring to go, preparing to show Lin Feng their "transformed" capture techniques at the next location...

...news that left them collectively dumbfounded arrived from ahead.

"Master! Master! Something big has happened!"

Huang Fugui's figure appeared out of thin air before Lin Feng like a teleportation, his small face full of anxiety and... strangeness.

"What's wrong?"

Lin Feng was resting with his eyes closed and slowly opened them upon hearing this.

"Gone! They're all gone!"

Huang Fugui plopped onto the ground, spreading his two front paws with a look of utter despair.

"I followed your instructions to scout our next target, the 'Hundred Poison Swamp,' and guess what?"

It said with a sob: "In that swamp, let alone a Rank 4 'Green Phosphorus Poison Flood Dragon,' I couldn't even find a 'Poison Arrow Frog' or an 'Iron-Armored Crocodile'! The Yao Beasts of the entire swamp ran faster than rabbits; they all moved out overnight!"

"It's not just the Hundred Poison Swamp!"

Huang Fugui became more excited as he spoke.

"I scouted the next few targets along the way. The Three Ghosts of the Demonic Path at 'Soul-Severing Cliff' fled overnight to the neighboring prefecture to turn themselves in and seek leniency!"

"The Thousand-Year Corpse King of 'Mass Grave' took his coffin lid and led his hundreds of subordinates to move their graves overnight. It's said they're going to the bitter cold lands further north to develop new business!"

"And that gang of mountain bandits at 'Flying Cloud Fortress' is even more ridiculous! They directly washed their hands of crime and turned the fortress into a farmhouse resort. The fortress leader is personally tossing the wok, and the second-in-command is in charge of serving dishes. Business is booming now, and they even made the local 'Gourmet Rankings'!"

Huang Fugui finished in one breath, feeling like his worldview as a Yao was about to collapse.

"Master, tell me, has the world gone mad? From our Nanyan Prefecture to the Qingzhou Provincial Capital, this thousand-mile area now has incredibly good public security! Let alone demons and ghosts, you can't even find anyone urinating in public! We... seem to be unemployed!"