"How dare you, you insignificant ant..."
Lin Xuan's sudden attack enraged Shen Pengfei, who roared in anger, causing terrifying blood demonic energy to surge within his body.
Like a flash flood, it was about to burst through his body and block Lin Xuan's short knife, a tool of torture.
boom!
Just then, dazzling runes suddenly appeared on the black iron chains binding Shen Pengfei, and a terrifying force struck him like lightning.
This caused him to tremble all over, and the power he had just gathered vanished in an instant.
At that moment, Lin Xuan's short knife torture device pierced through his forehead.
A terrifying blade aura, carrying the intent of lightning, shattered his sea of consciousness.
"I'm not reconciled..."
Shen Pengfei's eyes widened as he uttered these words.
It was completely devoid of life.
His face was filled with resentment and disbelief.
He never imagined that one day he would die at the hands of a demon-suppressing executioner who was as insignificant as an ant.
Even though this is just one of his clones.
[Ding! Congratulations, host, for slaying a Palace-Creating Realm expert. You have gained 5321 points of luck, a perfected level of Slaughtering Power, a low-grade divine ability of Qi Observation, and a mastered low-grade Earth-level martial skill, Flowing Light Step.]
The next second.
As the surging blood and soul power entered his body, a system notification sounded immediately.
Lin Xuan was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed.
Shen Pengfei truly lived up to his reputation as the Holy Son of the Blood Demon Sect. He was clearly a person with great fortune. Although it was just an avatar, he was given more than five thousand units of fortune.
It should be noted that the demonic monk Xuan Ku, whom he had just killed, was also at the Palace Creation Realm, but only had 3100 points of luck.
The gap is too big.
In addition, there are three other rewards.
The rewards for the three categories—supernatural powers, artistic conception, and martial arts—were all different, and any one of them would be enough to make Lin Xuan ecstatic. Now, the rewards from all three categories were combined.
This is enough to elevate his strength to a higher level.
"This time, we've finally made a fortune."
Lin Xuan muttered to himself, then frowned slightly.
It's unclear whether it's because Shen Pengfei was just an avatar, but he only captured very few memories.
Only some incomplete and fragmented pieces remain.
It has absolutely no effect.
"It's probably because of Shen Pengfei's true form." Lin Xuan muttered to himself, "Forget it, I'm too lazy to bother with it. Memories aren't important."
The reward is what truly matters…
The three rewards far exceeded his expectations.
"Indeed, coming to this Demon Suppression Bureau prison as an executioner was the right decision."
Lin Xuan felt a surge of smug satisfaction.
He was very proud of his decision to join the Demon Suppression Division as a prisoner, feeling that he had made the right move.
It was only his first day at work, yet the reward he received was so generous.
It was even better than all the benefits he had gained from fighting in those vast mountains and forests for so long.
It could even be said that they are no longer on the same level.
"As I grow stronger, killing ordinary creatures will be less effective. The path I will take in the future will definitely be the path of excellence."
Those qualified to be imprisoned in this Demon Suppression Bureau prison are absolutely elites.
"Stronger of the same level..."
Lin Xuan muttered to himself, but he didn't stop there. After putting down the torture instruments, he carried Shen Pengfei's corpse and headed straight for the Burning Heaven Tower.
Compared to the corpses of demons, these evil sorcerers are much easier to deal with.
Just kill him directly, and then throw the body into the Burning Heaven Tower.
Unlike demon corpses, which require dissection and processing.
It's very troublesome.
"Go hand in the task first, then go home and check today's results."
Lin Xuan threw the corpse behind the Burning Heaven Tower.
He went straight out of the second level of the prison and headed straight for the office of the prison warden, Duan Yan. He needed to find Duan Yan to submit his task and obtain the contribution points he deserved.
The three tasks together give you a total of fifteen contribution points.
It may not seem like much, but it's actually quite good.
The purchasing power of contribution points from the Demon Suppression Division is very high; fifteen contribution points are enough to exchange for a Yellow-grade pill.
Of course, Lin Xuan didn't need to exchange pills with others.
As an alchemist, the one thing he has in abundance right now is pills.
After Lin Xuan and the others had accumulated a hundred contribution points, they went into the Scripture Pavilion to take a look.
Compared to elixirs and magical artifacts, Lin Xuan felt that cultivation techniques and martial arts skills were the most practical, especially since he was currently in the Desolate Ancient Era.
According to the system's rules, elixirs and magical artifacts cannot be brought back to the future world, but cultivation techniques and martial arts skills are not subject to such restrictions.
Before we knew it.
Lin Xuan had already arrived at the office of the prison warden, Duan Yan.
"It's you... Why aren't you on your mission? What are you doing here?" Duan Yan frowned and coldly rebuked Lin Xuan upon seeing him.
He naturally had a deep impression of Lin Xuan.
This newcomer, a complete airhead, is utterly clueless. When he's in front of him, he doesn't even offer him any tribute.
So, in order to teach Lin Xuan a lesson.
Today, I deliberately arranged for this kid to go to the B-level prison to carry out a mission.
He wanted to make this kid understand that within the Feng generation, Duan Yan was the king.
Duan Yan glanced at Lin Xuan, a cold smile creeping across his face.
In his view, Lin Xuan must be afraid of being executed in the B-level domain, which is why he came to him to plead for mercy.
snort……
It's too late; I didn't know the rules yesterday.
The price isn't that high today.
Duan Yan thought to himself that if Lin Xuan didn't give him two or three hundred taels of silver as a token of respect, he wouldn't let the guy off the hook.
"Duan Siyu, I'm here to submit a mission."
Lin Xuan raised his eyebrows slightly. He was meticulous and had extraordinary senses, so he noticed every subtle expression on Duan Yan's face.
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