Yanluo parked his car at the factory gate, where a middle-aged woman was standing by the gate waving at them.
Chi Miaomiao got out of the car first and shook hands with the woman.
"Hello, this is Chi Miaomiao, the vice-captain of the Ninth Squad."
"Hello, I am Chen Qi, the deputy captain of the 44th squad."
"Welcome to the Ninth Squad."
Chi Miaomiao then introduced Fan Qianning and Xie Huai'an.
Finally, let's introduce the inkstone.
"This is our captain, Yanluo."
A light shone in Chen Qi's eyes.
"I've long heard of the nation's youngest ninth-tier ghost hunter, and seeing him tonight, I can confirm he's truly extraordinary."
Chen Qi stepped forward and extended his hand, which Yan Luo grasped briefly before quickly letting go.
"You're too kind."
The group entered the factory, and Chen Qi led them to a door deep inside the factory.
Enter the password on the combination lock on the door frame, then turn off the power.
The door in front of me opened, revealing an elevator.
Like something out of a science fiction movie, after entering the elevator, you arrive at a technologically advanced underground fortress.
After the elevator came to a stop, Chen Qi led the four members of the Ninth Squad to the lounge.
Wan Gang had been waiting for a long time, and when he saw the group of people come in, he quickly went forward to greet them.
Wan Gang dared not be negligent in the slightest for having a ninth-tier ghost hunter personally present.
"Welcome everyone, I am Wan Gang, the captain of the 44th squad."
After some pleasantries, Wan Gang and Chen Qi led Yan Luo and the other three to the training room.
Inside the training room, ten young people were standing in a row. When they saw the group approaching, they quickly stood at attention.
Wan Gang stood in front of the ten people and introduced them, turning to the side: "This is the Ninth Squad of the Yangcheng Ghost Hunting Branch. This is Captain Yan Luo and Vice Captain Chi Miaomiao."
"Let's welcome team members Fan Qianning and Ms. Xie Huai'an!"
All ten people looked at the four with curiosity, but they still clapped.
"Today, the Ninth Squad will demonstrate to us how to kill a ghoul cleanly and efficiently."
"As a precious gift for you before you join the team and embark on your mission."
The applause grew even louder.
All ten people looked very young; based on the information obtained from the conversation, they were between 19 and 20 years old.
To become a demon hunter, one needs both physical fitness and talent.
Talent is very important; it determines whether you can cultivate martial arts techniques. Without the help of techniques, you are just a brute who can only swing weapons.
Then the question inevitably arises: is it possible to rely solely on physical fitness without practicing cultivation techniques?
Many people have risked their lives to verify this answer in the past.
The first generation of demon hunters used only ordinary weapons and relied solely on their physical abilities to fight the ghouls.
The magical arts of secret societies were extremely rare, and without the conditions we have today, far too many lives had been lost.
Under Yan Wuxie's protection, the nation lived up to expectations, and in just five years, a second generation of ghost hunters was born, greatly reducing casualties.
Yanluo is the fourth generation; the third generation was around the same age as the group of middle-aged people at the throne.
Unlike Yan Luo and his group, normally speaking, 19 to 20 years old is the best age.
Their bodies are fully developed, they can think and handle things more appropriately, and they are already at an age where they can stand on their own.
The Ghost Hunting Bureaus in various locations secretly select candidates from various universities, and finally choose qualified individuals for training.
All ten are at the third rank, and after this observation, they will join the team that is not yet full.
With the continuous influx of new energy, the nation's current peaceful and prosperous state will be even more secure.
Looking at the young-looking Ninth Squad, the ten people felt a sense of longing and wondered if they could be like them.
One of the boys raised his hand to indicate.
Wan Gang gestured for him to speak.
"Hello, Mr. Yan, may I ask how old you are?"
Yan Luo answered gently, "21 years old."
This surprised everyone. They were only one or two years older than them, and they were already at the ninth level at such a young age.
Yanluo saw what everyone was thinking and encouraged them.
"Cultivate diligently, and cooperate more with your teammates after joining the team. The power of the collective is the strongest."
"Do not be afraid, do not panic, follow instructions, make calm judgments, do not give up, and do not retreat."
Yanluo's words undoubtedly gave the ten people a great deal of encouragement.
The boy who had asked the question asked it again.
"Sir, may I join your team?"
Yan Luo nodded and said, "Of course, my team still has two spots left. Try your best to keep up with us!"
"The following drill will be conducted by my teammate Xie Huai'an."
The expressions on people's faces varied; some were excited, some were curious, and some were timid.
A girl asked.
"Excuse me, Miss Xie, how old are you this year, and what rank are you?"
Xie Huai'an, who was opening the ghost artifact box in his hand, stopped what he was doing and answered the girl.
"No need to be so polite. I'm seventeen this year and I'm at the seventh level."
It's even more surprising than Yanluo's 21-year-old ninth-level achievement.
None of the ten people knew that Yanluo had become a ninth-level cultivator at the age of 18, otherwise they would have been even more surprised.
But Wan Gang and Chen Qi knew this; in their eyes, Yan Luo was like a monster.
While others are just starting out at 21, Yanluo is already standing on the mountaintop.
Xie Huai'an was left alone in the training room, while the others moved to the second floor to watch the drill below through a specially made glass window.
After Xie Huai'an signaled that it was okay to start, Wan Gang pulled the power switch.
Suddenly, the wall opposite Xie Huai'an opened up to both sides, revealing a dark, square hole.
The sixth-tier corpse demon Liu Huahua crawled out of the cave.
Having devoured flesh and blood, its aura became even more ferocious, and it let out a low growl.
Having been starved for two days, it is now even more frenzied, its hunger driving it to irrationality.
All Liu Huahua had on her mind right now was the thought of devouring the woman in front of her.
Having bone spurs undoubtedly makes one more powerful; a sixth-tier strength can rival that of a seventh-tier.
It's like facing a four-armed overlord.
Liu Huahua attacked first; the four long bone spurs on her back had rows of barbs, and the wounds from being hit would be difficult to heal.
Four bone spikes attacked Xie Huai'an at once.
Xie Huai'an slowly turned the Soul-Hooking Lock in his hand, then jumped back with a powerful leap, dodging the bone spurs.
The Soul-Hooking Lock has a limited range, which means Xie Huai'an can't get too far away.
He swung the Soul-Hook Lock in his hand, and the silver iron chain rushed towards Liu Huahua at lightning speed.
Liu Huahua wasn't fast, and she didn't have time to retract the four bone spikes. Faced with the cold blades on the chains, Liu Huahua subconsciously raised her arms to defend herself, but Xie Huai'an's purpose was not to attack, but to control her.
Just as the chains were about to strike Liu Huahua's arms, they suddenly turned, wrapped around her several times, and bound her tightly.
Unfortunately, before Xie Huai'an could control it, the bone spurs attacked him again.
Xie Huai'an gripped the handle of the Soul-Hooking Lock tightly with one hand and pulled on the chain with the other, running towards Liu Huahua while dodging the bone spurs.
A chill rushed from the girl's chains towards Liu Huahua. Not knowing how to use the bone spikes, Liu Huahua was like a fish on a chopping board, completely at the mercy of others.
Instantly, Liu Huahua's body was frozen by the chilling aura of the Soul-Hooking Lock, and even the bone spurs on her back were restricted.
Four bone spikes hung low to the ground.
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