65: Chapter 65: One Million Critical Hit Points, Critical Hit Multiplier 250

Since that clearing operation in the Black Dragon Mountain Range, the internal atmosphere of this luxury squad, composed of the Nanyan Prefecture Demon Suppression Division's top combatants, had undergone an extremely subtle and bizarre change.

Initially, everyone was resistant, felt humiliated, and found it unacceptable to become "delivery men."

As dignified Copper Medal Demon Slayers, where would they go and not be respected?

Now, they had to act as thugs for a kid younger than themselves, responsible for catching monsters, only to watch him reap them like crops, killing them in one blow to monopolize all the "experience" and "drops."

Who could feel balanced in their heart about this?

Especially the arrogant Wei Tiancheng; for the first few days, he basically had a dark face the whole time, putting in no effort and dragging his feet while catching monsters, looking like he was passively slacking off as if to say, "I'm just not cooperating, what can you do to me?"

However, after three days, his attitude took a 180-degree turn.

That was in the Ten Thousand Snake Valley.

Thousands of poisonous snakes resided in the valley, many of which were second-rank demon snakes comparable to the Meridian Opening Realm, and the Snake King was even a Peak third-rank great demon about to break through to the fourth rank—

The Green-Eyed Golden-Eyed Python.

According to Lin Feng's "script," the five of them were responsible for luring the Snake King out and capturing it alive.

But just as the battle reached its most critical moment, Wei Tiancheng "accidentally" had a "slip" of the foot and failed to block the Snake King's retreat in time, causing the giant python to go mad and pounce toward the team's only "support," Wu Yong.

Seeing Wu Yong about to die in the snake's mouth, everyone thought Lin Feng would step in to save him.

But Lin Feng didn't.

He just held his blade, stood in the distance, and watched it all with a look of someone watching a play, even nodding with interest as if to say:

"Nice acting, don't do it again next time."

In the end, it was Meng Kuo and Chu Mengxi who managed to suppress the enraged Snake King again, though they suffered minor injuries.

Afterward, Lin Feng said nothing, but that night by the campfire, in front of everyone, he slowly wiped his "Life-Slaying Blade."

While wiping, he said to Meng Kuo in a nonchalant tone:

"Old Meng, do you think this blade has gone a bit blunt because it hasn't cut a twenty-three-year-old pretty boy who plays with swords in a while? I feel like it's been a bit thirsty lately."

That flat tone and nonchalant gaze made everyone present feel a chill from the depths of their Souls.

Especially Wei Tiancheng, who shuddered on the spot, nearly dropping his roasted meat into the fire.

Twenty-three years old, plays with swords, pretty boy.

You might as well just read out my ID card!

He cursed in his heart, but from that day on, he became completely obedient.

Not only was he obedient, but he also became exceptionally proactive.

Every time they caught a monster, he was the first to charge, even fiercer than Meng Kuo.

When binding captives, he tied them tighter than anyone else, fearing they would escape halfway and affect Lord Lin's "dining experience."

As time passed, Chu Mengxi and the others also gradually went from their initial resistance to...

Numb acceptance.

Later on, they even found a strange bit of fun in this tedious cycle of "catching monsters and delivering meals."

For instance, they began to research how to capture prey alive in the most efficient, flashy, and visually appealing way, presenting them to Lin Feng in the most perfect posture.

Meng Kuo, once the "Thunder Punch," had now completely transformed into a "Trap Master."

He no longer pursued the pleasure of blasting an enemy to dust with one punch, but instead became obsessed with studying various mechanical traps.

His greatest joy now was how to trap an enemy with the least amount of effort.

Wu Yong, the former "Brain Trust," had now become the team's "Director-in-Chief."

His favorite thing to do every day was to design various ingenious "capture plans" based on different terrains and enemies.

He would then command everyone to execute the plan perfectly, like rehearsing a stage play.

Liu Qing, the former "Shadow Assassin," had now become the "Ultimate Crowd Control."

She no longer pursued one-hit kills but instead focused all her energy on studying how to accurately strike the enemy's Acupoints and nerves.

Making the opponent lose their ability to move instantly without being injured.

Even Chu Mengxi, the former "Ice Mountain Goddess," now had a strange change in style.

She no longer used those powerful killing moves but instead developed a brand-new "support-type sword technique" focused on "freezing" and "binding."

Her most proficient specialty now was freezing the enemy into a crystal-clear, uniquely shaped popsicle and delivering it to Lin Feng.

As for Wei Tiancheng, he had completely given up on any hope of recovery.

After experiencing that "death warning," he had now become the most loyal "sycophant" in the team.

"Lord Lin! Look at my binding technique, isn't it professional? This is called the 'Turtle Shell Binding'; I guarantee he won't be able to move even a pinky finger!"

"Lord Lin! Are you thirsty? Are you tired? Do you want me to massage your shoulders?"

"Lord Lin! That strike of yours just now was truly earth-shattering! The angle, strength, and timing were all grasped to Perfection! I would like to call you the 'Number One in the Dao of the Blade'!"

The constant fawning made Huang Fugui, who was quietly following in the shadows, feel a sense of crisis.

...

Thus, this elite squad that was supposed to participate in the "Hidden Dragon Martial Arts Tournament."

Under Lin Feng's leadership, their style completely veered off track.

They turned into a professional logistics support team integrating "hunting, binding, and escorting," specifically providing a "critical hit point buffet" for Lin Feng.

And the "battle results" they achieved through their "unpredictable maneuvers" along the way were also brilliant.

[Ding! Successfully killed the Peak Third-Rank Yao Beast, Green-Eyed Golden-Eyed Python!]

[critical hit multiplier increased to 200x! Obtained 50,000 critical hit points!]

...

[Ding! Successfully killed the bandit leader of 'Evil Men's Marsh,' First-Level Danyuan Realm 'River-Crossing Dragon'!]

[critical hit multiplier increased to 220x! Obtained 80,000 critical hit points!]

...

[Ding! Successfully killed the Fourth-Rank Ghost King of 'Soul-Scattering Slope'!]

[critical hit multiplier increased to 250x! Obtained 150,000 critical hit points!]

...

[Host: Lin Feng]

[Realm: Ninth-Level Danyuan Realm]

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

[Martial Skill: "Three Blades of Avici" (Minor Achievement)]

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

[critical hit multiplier: 250x]

[critical hit points: 1,065,422]

In just one short month, Lin Feng's critical hit points soared to over 1 million, and the critical hit multiplier also rocketed up once again, crazily surging to 250x.

While Chu Mengxi and the others hadn't made much progress in their cultivation, their overall strength had achieved a leap through this day-to-day "learning."

"I understand! I finally understand!"

That evening, after once again watching Lin Feng kill a Peak fourth-rank great demon in one blow, Wu Yong suddenly slapped his thigh, a fanatical light erupting in his eyes as if he had realized some universal truth through an Epiphany.

"Old Wu, what do you understand?"

Meng Kuo asked blankly while gnawing on a demon beast leg.

"Lord Lin's profound intention!"

Wu Yong said excitedly, "Do you think Lord Lin asked us to capture them alive just for his own convenience? Shallow! Too shallow!"

"This... isn't that the case?"

Chu Mengxi and Liu Qing also leaned in.

"Of course not!"

Wu Yong looked at everyone and spoke eloquently.

"This is a form of cultivation! An extremely advanced way of cultivation!"

"Think about it, killing is easy. But to capture an enemy of equal or even greater strength alive without harming their life, how much harder is that? It's more than ten times more difficult!"

"This tests not only our strength but also our control, judgment, and teamwork! Lord Lin is using this method to force us to break through our limits and comprehend a higher Realm of martial arts!"

These words were like a sudden enlightenment, causing everyone present to fall into deep thought.

It seems...

There really is some truth to that?

Meng Kuo thought about it; recently, to study traps, he had indeed gained more refined control over his power.

Liu Qing also nodded; her understanding of human Acupoints was now layers deeper than before.

Even Chu Mengxi felt that her "support-type sword technique" seemed to have faintly touched upon the martial intent of "Overcoming Hardness with Softness."

Wei Tiancheng was even more struck by realization; so Lord Lin's previous death threat wasn't to humiliate him, but to wake him up!

He was telling me not to be obsessed with empty fame, but to be down-to-earth and hone my skills!

Looking at this group of teammates who had completely fallen into a state of "self-persuasion," Lin Feng just calmly glanced at his surging Attribute Panel.

"No, you guys are overthinking it."

"I'm just purely lazy."