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Gyeongju.

The Zhao family mansion.

An elderly man with white hair sat in a chair, holding a teacup in his hand. The tea had long since gone cold, but he was completely unaware of it.

His name is Zhao Wannian, the head of the Zhao family.

A middle-aged man who looked like a butler stood in front of me, his back hunched and his voice trembling.

"Master, the young master's body has been brought back. The autopsy report from the provincial forensic doctor is also out."

Zhao Wannian put down his teacup.

"What did you say?"

"The report states that he died from suffocation after the crack collapsed and he was buried under rubble. Uncle Fu also died from the collapse, with two puncture wounds in his chest, but the forensic doctor believes that they were caused by a sharp object in the rubble during the collapse."

Zhao Wannian remained silent.

The butler added, "The frontline troops have also issued an accident report, and the conclusions are consistent."

Zhao Wannian slowly stood up and walked to the window.

"Uncle Fu has been with me for twenty-three years. He is a cautious and experienced man."

The butler bowed his head and said, "Yes."

"A first-grade mental master, with concealment techniques at the martial arts master level."

"Yes."

"You're telling me, someone like that could be crushed to death by a landslide?"

The butler's forehead began to sweat.

"Moreover," Zhao Wannian turned around, tapping his fingers twice on the table, "Uncle Fu's chest has two puncture wounds. The two wounds are on the same line, less than ten centimeters apart. Could a landslide and rubble cause such injuries?"

The butler's voice lowered even further, "What the master means is..."

"Someone killed Uncle Fu and Yuan'er, and then staged the scene."

After these words were spoken, the room fell silent for three seconds.

The butler's back bent even lower.

"Should we send someone to the front lines to investigate immediately?"

Zhao Wannian remained silent for a while, then walked back to his armchair and sat down.

"Beast Tide".

"what?"

"The beast tide from the Northern Wilderness will reach the northern border defenses within three days. You should have received the news by now."

The butler nodded. "Yes, I received it."

"The Zhao family has contracted three rifts near the sixth line of defense. When the beast tide comes, the density of monsters in the rifts will surge. If we divert our manpower to investigate the case, who will guard the rifts?"

The butler understood.

"Once the contracted crack is lost, the Zhao family will lose tens of millions of yuan in revenue from the crack every year."

Zhao Wannian picked up the now-cold tea, took a sip, and said, "Investigate after the beast tide has passed. Yuan'er is already dead, so waiting a few more days won't hurt."

His voice was eerily calm.

"But I need to know who did it."

"Yes."

The butler left.

Zhao Wannian's grandson died.

The most talented direct descendant of the Zhao family is gone just like that.

Who did it?

He will definitely find it after the beast tide passes.

Then make that person pay a thousand times, ten thousand times the price.

......

The sixth line of defense.

Raymond Lam woke up after sleeping for four hours.

It was incredibly noisy outside the tent, with sounds of supplies being moved and officers shouting orders at the top of their lungs.

There are only two days left until the beast tide.

The entire camp has entered a state of high alert for combat.

Lin Feng ignored all of this.

He washed his face, ate two steamed buns, picked up Lieshan, and went out again.

"Sergeant Lin!" Zhang Qian chased after him, panting. "Commander Li asked me to tell you that there's a tactical deployment meeting before the beast tide. It's at 2 PM, and you must be there!"

"What time is it?"

"Eight o'clock in the morning."

"Then I have six hours left."

Lin Feng walked out of the camp.

Zhang Qian stomped his foot behind him, "Are you going to clean up the cracks again? Good heavens, take it easy! Those cracks aren't going anywhere!"

"They won't run away, but the beast tide will come."

Lin Feng's figure disappeared outside the camp gate.

Six hours.

He headed straight for another Class D crack.

This crack is deeper than the previous one, with a total of eight layers.

But for Lin Feng now...

Just kill them and that's it.

The pinnacle of martial arts, an A-grade battle sword, armor-piercing talent, and two high-level martial arts skills.

This combination of attacks would be too much for even a D-level alien beast to withstand.

The first to fifth floors were cleared in an hour and a half.

[Defeat D-rank Beast: Crimson Flame Python x1, gain 200 Martial Arts Points]

[Defeat 3 D-rank monsters: Ironclad Pangolin, gain 600 Martial Arts Points]

[Defeat 5 D-rank monsters: Dark Gold Beetles, gain 1000 Martial Arts Points]

[Steel of the Blade: 268/500]

Starting from the sixth floor, high-ranking D-level beasts begin to appear.

The Shadow Blade Leopard King, entirely black in color, was incredibly fast, reaching the level of a perfect martial artist.

When it darted out from the shadows of the rock wall, its claws were already in front of Lin Feng.

If it were anyone else, that claw would have been enough to kill them.

But Lin Feng's mental perception had already locked onto it.

The perception range of a mentalist far exceeds that of an ordinary martial artist.

He dodged to the side, and with a swift motion, Lie Shan swept from the leopard's jaw to the base of its tail.

A line of blood ripped open, and internal organs spilled out onto the ground.

[Defeat two D-rank monsters: Shadow Blade Leopard King, gain 250 Martial Arts Points]

[Steel of the Blade: 269/500]

The seventh floor.

Deeper.

The ground temperature had risen considerably, and a pungent odor filled the air.

Lin Feng had just turned a corner when he suddenly stopped.

Inside the cave ahead, a huge, strange beast lay sprawled.

Its body was covered in dark purple scales, its four legs were thick, and its two curved horns on its head gleamed with a metallic sheen.

A prompt appears on the system panel.

[Detected D-level exotic beast: Purple-Armored Earth Dragon (Peak D-level, approaching the threshold of Martial Grandmaster)]

Lin Feng's pupils contracted slightly.

Peak D-rank, approaching Martial Grandmaster level.

This thing is more than one level stronger than the Crimson Flame Earth Lizard he killed last time.

"Done."

Lin Feng took a deep breath, activated the "Strange Steps" technique at full power, and his figure transformed into a blur as he rushed towards the purple-armored earth dragon.

The earth dragon sensed the movement and its dark purple vertical pupils snapped open.

Roar--

A deep roar rolled out from its throat, and the entire cave trembled.

It opened its mouth wide, and a purple poisonous mist spewed out from its mouth.

Raymond Lam was prepared; he used the "Stealth Step" to change direction and circle around to the side of the poisonous fog.

The mountain was split open and raised high.

"Severing the Mountain"!

A golden gust of wind tore through the blade and struck the earth dragon's left rib.

boom!

The purple armor shattered, and blood splattered everywhere.

The earth dragon, in pain, swung its tail across.

Lin Feng ducked down, and the tail brushed past his head, the resulting gust of wind stinging his face.

He took advantage of the situation to slide down to the lower abdomen of the earth dragon and thrust upwards with a splitting motion.

Armor penetration effect fully activated.

The blade pierced through the abdominal armor and penetrated most of it.

The earth dragon let out a mournful howl, its six legs kicking wildly as its entire body flipped to the side.

Lin Feng drew his sword, rolled out, and got up to deliver another blow.

The knife cut directly into the side of the earthworm's neck, severing half of its cervical vertebrae.

The earth dragon's massive body slammed heavily onto the ground, twitched a few times, and then remained still.

[Defeat D-rank Beast: Purple Armored Earth Dragon x1, gain 300 Martial Arts Points]

[Steel of the Blade: 270/500]

Lin Feng took a couple of breaths and sat down on the earth dragon's corpse.

His muscles were aching all over, but the numbers on the system panel put him in a great mood.

Current Martial Arts Points: 8650

Adding the 5600 I saved earlier, the total is 8650.

Lin Feng didn't hesitate.

"Level up."