"He's really stubborn. Let's put him through the wringer for three days and three nights."

Junlin's consciousness left the Emperor's Banner. This white-robed youth was indeed quite resilient, but how long could he withstand it?

Once you enter his Emperor's Banner, your life and death are in his hands.

If he wanted, he could immediately refine the white-robed youth into a flawless soul.

But he won't do that, because that would be pointless.

If the souls he collects into the Human Emperor Banner lose their consciousness, what will he do when he gets bored?

Looking at the white-clad youth's corpse on the ground, Jun Lin removed the spatial ring from the youth's hand.

The girl and the two men seemed to have forgotten about this incident.

This actually benefited him.

I infused my spiritual energy and examined the contents inside.

Compared to the previous demonic cultivators, this white-robed youth's spatial ring contained far more resources.

There were more than a dozen bottles of different kinds of pills, a martial arts manual, a cultivation manual, and some other miscellaneous things.

"We've made a fortune!"

Junlin was overjoyed. Not only had he witnessed a good show, but he had also added a soul to the Emperor's Banner and gained so many resources.

Isn't this the treatment of a main character?

He was right about himself!

Just as Junlin was considering whether to go all the way and bury the white-clad boy's body.

Several giant wolves were attracted by the smell of blood.

The largest of them pounced directly at Junlin, while the others rushed toward the corpse of the white-robed youth beside him.

Junlin raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised; these wolf cubs had a fairly clear division of labor.

The strongest one chased him away, while the others took the opportunity to drag the food away. It has to be said, the idea was correct.

Unfortunately, they miscalculated.

Just as the giant wolf charged at him, King Lin immediately self-destructed on the spot!

The violent impact of the explosion sent the giant wolf flying.

At the same time, it also blasted the white-clad boy's corpse into pieces, scattering them everywhere.

The giant wolves were also somewhat bewildered by what they saw.

How did the food that was about to be eaten suddenly turn into leftovers?

Without saying a word after his rebirth, Junlin activated the Blood Burning Secret Technique and punched the giant wolf in the face.

"Damn, that's hard!"

Junlin stared in astonishment at the unharmed giant wolf before him.

This is a third-tier demon beast.

A third-tier demonic beast naturally corresponds to a martial artist in the third realm.

Junlin is only at the early stage of the second realm, so it's normal that he can't be defeated.

But since the fight had already begun, thinking about running away at this point wouldn't be in line with his character.

The giant wolf lunged at King's Landing.

Junlin simply stuck his head over.

"?"

Before the giant wolf could even react, half of Junlin's body had already crawled into its mouth.

Are food products this delicious these days?

The giant wolf was puzzled, but the next second it was no longer puzzled.

boom!

The violent explosion blew the giant wolf's head open from the inside out.

The other four smaller wolves, seeing this, were startled and immediately turned and ran.

Junlin ignored the fleeing wolf cubs, collected the giant wolf's corpse, and prepared to return to Wuyang Sect.

This trip was definitely worthwhile.

Fortunately, his cultivation level had already broken through to the second realm, meeting the basic requirements for an inner disciple of the Wuyang Sect, so he could go back and level up.

...

A few days later, outside the Wuyang Sect.

This time, Junlin did not use self-destruction to travel, after all, he had only been away for a few days.

His return was too quick; it didn't match his abilities.

Jun Lin swaggered up to the two disciples guarding the gate and showed them his identity token as an outer disciple.

"Hmm, come in... wait, when did you leave, kid?" The gatekeeper recognized Jun Lin.

Because he was the one who had stopped Junlin before, he still had some recollection of it, but he didn't remember letting the other party out.

"I came out a few days ago. Didn't I get your permission before I came out?" Jun Lin said seriously.

"Huh? Me... did I?" The gatekeeper was a little confused.

He clearly remembered stopping Junlin, so could it be that he remembered it wrong?

"Yes, but your memory isn't what it used to be. Try to do less manual labor. Even though we're martial artists with plenty of energy, we can't overdo it." Jun Lin patted the other person's shoulder and said earnestly.

After saying that, he put away his identity token and swaggered into the Wuyang Sect.

Look, he fooled the other party with just a few words; he's a genius.

"..."

The gatekeeper disciple remained silent for a long time, then looked at his senior brother beside him, "Did I really let him out?"

"How would I know? Anyway, I didn't release it. But what he said makes sense. You should do less of your handicrafts."

"I've been guarding the gate these past few days, I haven't had time to deal with that stuff!"

"Who knows?"

...

Junlin hummed an unknown tune as he made his way to the library.

At this moment, the old man with gray hair but full of energy was leaning back in his recliner, enjoying himself.

Wang Zhen has been quite content these past few days because that troublemaker who always threatens to expose himself hasn't come to cause any trouble.

Although some outer disciples came to borrow martial arts techniques, they were all very well-behaved and respected him greatly.

But for some reason, after not seeing that rascal for a few days, I felt that life was a bit bland and boring.

"Old Deng! Did you miss me?"

A familiar voice suddenly reached Wang Zhen's ears, and he was slightly startled.

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