In the attributes panel, after slaying two unicorns, his free attributes skyrocketed by four thousand points!
"One unicorn contributed two thousand points! That’s incredibly generous."
It should be noted that when he was in the Void battlefield, killing a hundred minor Void demons only yielded one attribute point, and killing a Void Demon General barely gave him a hundred points.
Suddenly, these two unicorns each contributed two thousand points to him!
Thinking it over, Lin Xin checked his remaining free attributes, and including those gained just now, he had over six thousand points.
"Since I urgently need to boost my strength, I should focus on maximizing my speed and power first."
He instantly focused his gaze on his damage output.
Ti ticked by, second by second.
The damage slowly increased from its original 17,102 points.
17,202, 17,400, 17,800, 18,000, 19,000, 20,000, 21,000, 22,000, 23,500!!
All six thousand-plus points were added to his damage.
Lin Xin faintly felt a distinct sensation of swelling pain within his body.
It was clear he was approaching the max discrepancy between attributes. Although with the overall increase in attributes, the allowable differential between various attributes also increased.
But six thousand points was indeed nearing the limit.
"Originally, my 17,000 damage could contend against a Fifth Rank Great Perfection Black Fire Lion. Now, with a one-third increase, that’s another six thousand points.
By that ratio, my speed and strength should also increase by thirty percent. I wonder what level my strength could reach."
Lin Xin did a quick ntal calculation.
While the surrounding Polar Region had not yet closed, he swiftly thrust forward with a lightning-fast sword strike.
It was still a red streak, seemingly unchanged on the surface. However, Lin Xin distinctly felt that both speed and power had significantly increased.
If he were to fight the Black Fire Lion again, he probably wouldn’t find it as exhausting as before and could easily overpower the opponent.
A thirty percent increase in speed and strength was indeed a monuntal improvent.
Lin Xin quietly estimated that his pure physical strength might have reached above Fifth Rank Perfection, assuming there were no realm suppressions.
Once the opponent initiated realm suppression, whether he could break free and prevail remained an unknown.
With a thought, the surrounding Polar Region explosively shattered and dispersed.
The black mist dissipated, and to the outside world, it seed like just a few blinks had passed before everything settled.
Lin Xin glanced below; for them, it appeared as if a black cloud had just engulfed him from behind.
Then, in the blink of an eye, he dispersed the black mist, and all was calm again, as if nothing had happened.
The Sect Master of Floral Shadow Sect had been injured by the explosion of Earth Elental Energy he himself had caused, plus Lin Xin’s Fire Technique had destroyed her Dharma Body.
Qingyun Sect Leader, Qing Chun, was looking up at him, waiting for him to speak.
"The evil has been eliminated, the Demon God and the Third Prince are dead, and the Sect Master of Floral Shadow Sect has fallen. That concludes the matters here. Qing Chun, please arrange the aftermath yourself."
After giving instructions, Lin Xin directly flew towards the direction of Qingyun Sect.
The matter of the Six Realm Pillars must be reported to the main sect without delay. Green Lake Mountain is extrely vast, and while regular affairs might be handled by individual Realm Masters, the nature of this invasion into the core world necessitated reporting up through the ranks.
This world was too narrow for Lin Xin. It took him just half an hour to return to Qingyun Sect and land on the altar.
The Jade Talisman was activated, imdiately igniting the altar with a faint white light.
The space twisted once more.
Boom!!
A beam of pristine white light descended from the sky.
"Farewell, Immortal General."
A large group of cultivators, just inford of the news, hurried out. Led by Qing Chun’s granddaughter, they knelt and respectfully saw Lin Xin off.
"Communication with the Upper Realm is difficult. You all must fend for yourselves."
Lin Xin casually dropped this remark and vanished in a blink amidst their gazes.
Only then did Qing Chun lift her head, seeing he had already left, her eyes filled with deep envy.
"Upper Realm Immortal General... tsk tsk, how impressive! Sooner or later, I too will definitely ascend to the Upper Realm!"
She lightly reached for the side of her waist bag, pinching a black tal token inside it.
The token was faintly engraved with a Demon God with three heads and six arms, staring upwards and absorbing white mist.
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With the first mission completed perfectly, Lin Xin reported back to the Dragon Serpent Realm after being transported back to the Dragon Serpent Realm and reported the Six Realm Pillars’ intelligence to his teacher, the Realm Master of Dragon Serpent.
Regardless of how the Dragon Serpent handled it, he knew that after completing the task, his Jade Talisman account was soon credited with five thousand Contribution Points.
The rewards were heaven and earth apart compared to the few hundred points of previous missions, evidencing how richly Green Lake Mountain rewarded its contributing disciples.
The importance given to the intelligence on the Six Realm Pillars was imnse.
His earlier Contribution Points had just been used up completely in potion making, and now these Contribution Points were like tily rain.
With the Contribution Points, he quickly purchased a sufficiently large Spatial Bag through the Tower of Living Beings, as ample as a small city in space.
It cost him three thousand Contribution Points. The security of this Spatial Bag was extrely high, as he could set the entry and exit for Soul Power fluctuations. If they did not match, it would instantly self-destruct, destroying everything inside or casting it into the endless Void.
After completing the first task, Lin Xin quickly picked up similar small-world support or suppression missions through the mission wall.
One for six hundred, seven hundred, or at most eight hundred.
But as he continuously traveled, he beca familiar with the process of picking up tasks, completing them, and subsequently receiving rewards. Yet, he never encountered another operation as big as the Six Realm Pillars, perhaps due to a reduction in manpower and a contraction of power.
He didn’t encounter any other unforeseen circumstances either; it was quite uneventful and only slightly turbulent.
In the following decade, he diligently cultivated while completing more than a dozen more tasks.
But none ventured far into the void, and instead, they completed their tasks within the nearby domains governed by Green Lake Mountain.
The missions they undertook gradually shifted from initial suppression and support, to more challenging tasks such as team explorations, hunting, and scavenging.
So missions were easily accomplished, while others resulted in multiple failures, slowing the accumulation of contribution points.
Even so, his contribution points had unknowingly accumulated to just over ten thousand.
Gradually, due to the frequency and variety of missions he undertook, Lin Xin established a certain reputation in the surrounding realms.
His mastery of the Fire Technique was formidable among fifth-rank cultivators, with few able to rival him.
Because of his expertise in Fire Technique, Lin Xin was exceptionally good at casting spells quickly. He could release many powerful spells in half the ti it took other cultivators.
Thus, so external cultivators and idle sect cultivators, who had nothing better to do, listed him on the various realms’ Star Ranking lists, dubbing him the Fiery Taoist.
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Qiushi Region.
Lin Family Mansion.
In an attic yard, a pavilion housed a wooden table and chairs, along with two pots of tea wine.
Sitting opposite one another at the table were a man and a woman.
The woman, beautiful, with black hair cascading over her shoulders and a sharp gaze tinged with a hint of heroism, wore a black, tight-fitting knitted dress.
The snug dress perfectly outlined her buttocks and thighs, and below the hem, a pair of shapely long legs tightly sheathed in black tights, making her already slender legs appear even more flawless.
"Little brother, didn’t you co back last year? You seem quite idle at the sect," she said.
The woman was Lin Yaoyang, who had stayed within the Qiushi Region and refrained from involving herself in matters concerning the Demon God King, Song Danhao, and others, following Lin Xin’s advice.
She casually held a cup of tea wine in one hand, the other hand idly threading through her long hair, her head slightly tilted. If one did not see the sharpness in her eyes, her posture could easily give off a lazy air.
Lin Xin sat opposite her, his eyes slightly closed.
Over a decade had not left any marks on Lin Yaoyang or him. Both still looked as they did in their early twenties, with no visible changes in their appearance or figure.
He still looked as sharp as ever, and even just sitting there, he emitted a strong presence.
His black hair, like Lin Yaoyang’s, fell to his shoulders, complenting his chisel-like features and a cold, detached deanor.
Lin Xin resembled more a peerless swordsman than a Human Immortal Cultivator.
"How is Mother’s condition?" he asked, shifting the conversation from his sister’s comnt to Yuan Wanqing.
"Her illness has seen so improvent; the dicine you sent is indeed effective. However, her body has been weakened by long-term exposure to evil qi, creating a significant deficit. I am not sure if your special thod will work for her..."
"That thod..." Lin Xin shook his head slightly.
His attribute point transfer was an extre and perfect solution.
But it required a Soul Contract, specifically the harsh Master-Servant Pact, where the other’s soul must fully submit to him to accept a transformation that starts from the deepest part of the soul.
Yuan Wanqing was his biological mother in this body; to make such a pact...
Lin Xin was sowhat hesitant.
Seeing his expression, Lin Yaoyang gently placed her hand on the back of his hand.
"It’s okay, Mother said she just wants to live as a normal person, to age, fall sick, and die a peaceful, ordinary life. She doesn’t want to beco a cultivator, which is why she hasn’t practiced any cultivation techniques for a long, long ti."
"She doesn’t want to beco a cultivator?"
Lin Xin looked up.
"Why?"
Lin Yaoyang’s gaze softened.
"Mother said, it’s too exhausting; cultivation is like fighting against the heavens, every step filled with thorns and dangers. She’s just an ordinary person, wanting only a tranquil life. Fighting and killing is not what she desires."
"She ntioned... she wants to go find Father."
Lin Yaoyang sighed, her mood sowhat downcast.
Lin Xin fell silent for a mont.
"And you?"
"?"
Lin Yaoyang shook her head slightly.
Looking at Lin Xin, a hint of envy flashed in her eyes.
"Sotis, I really envy you, being able to pursue what you want, your desired goals without any concerns."
She slowly stood up.
"Co, let’s go see Mother together."
"Yes."
Lin Xin nodded, his expression also sowhat somber.
Though parting and death are curses that no cultivator can escape.
The two walked one after another toward the attic.
When they entered the inner chamber, both individuallly removed their boots and shoes, stepping barefoot inside.
Their bare feet made no sound on the smooth wooden floor.
Inside the bedroom, four or five doctors sat around the bed, quietly arguing about sothing.
"How is she?"
Lin Yaoyang walked over and asked.
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