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"Why does the Xuanyuan Sword seem to have lost some color? Oh no, it seems like there are more gold patterns on it."

During the flight, Lin Linhou noticed that the Xuanyuan Sword beneath his feet seemed different from before. It had changed from its original extremely restrained and heavy appearance to one that seemed to be showing its sharpness.

[That's normal. The Xuanyuan Sword and the Blood Prison are different; repairing it requires energy such as faith, luck, merit, and the power of incense offerings.]

[Besides that, it comes from the gradual cultivation of your strength and realm.]

Lin Linhou is now a Klein-level expert, and his strength is approaching the limit below the level of a god.

[As the saying goes, punishing evil and promoting good, when you eliminate evildoers, you are naturally saving others or helping innocent people avenge their suffering, and you will naturally gain intangible merit.]

As the saying goes, the greatest good deed in the world is to kill the bad guys.

Lin Linhou's targets for the Blood Prison Blade have always been people covered in blood debts, so the merit he gains is not necessarily less than the blood and qi devoured by the Blood Prison Blade.

However, unlike Blood Prison, it does not benefit the user, so Lin Linhou did not feel anything about it.

[Besides, in your forgotten history, how many people have you saved? Many families still keep your photo. That's also a form of merit and faith.]

Lin Linhou: ?_??

No, isn't that fake? The fake results I got from opening system gift packs, does that count as merit?

[That's right, when it comes to things like offerings and donations, sometimes it's hard to distinguish between genuine and fake; it's all about the result.]

[Take Journey to the West for example. Isn't it just that the immortals and gods create some natural disasters and man-made calamities, then send a westward-bound team to solve the problems along the way, reaping the rewards of their efforts in the human world?]

[The sins committed are borne by the dead demons, and the gratitude and offerings received are divided among the gods and immortals.]

[Offering incense is a routine practice; nobody cares if it's genuine or not.]

[For example, is a leader's achievement solely the result of their own efforts?]

[No, the leader is just the one who gets the credit. Even if he does nothing, if his subordinates do a good job, his reward is still substantial.]

[Then, if any problems arise, they'll start trying to hold the specific individuals at the bottom accountable, and then use a simple "I was unaware" to absolve themselves of all responsibility.]

Lin Linhou: ...? ? ?

Is this something I can say?

However, Si Mengqing's meaning was roughly understood by Lin Linhou. It meant that although the Xuanyuan Sword was not used all along, it had been enjoying the merits, incense offerings, and faith it had accumulated to become stronger.

It's even possible that the degree of repair could be higher than that of the Blood Prison Blade, which works every day?

Does that mean I'm raising it together with Blood Prison?

(ー`′ー).

My holy sword, isn't that a bit unfair? You can't just collect a salary without doing any work!

[You can't rush it; it's like this until its laws are fully restored. Once it recovers, it will naturally reveal its true power.]

[But before you ascend to godhood, I estimate it won't be of much use in battle, at least not for offensive purposes.]

"Okay... wait? Isn't that Master Fu's inner vision?"

During the conversation, Lin Linhou sensed a familiar aura spreading out nearby. Now that the fasting place has rioted, what is Master Chen doing on this sea?

The sword light beneath his feet made a turn and flew towards the area where Master Chen was located.

Meanwhile, the fight between Lin Qiye and the prisoners continued, but as the prisoners fought, they realized that something seemed amiss.

"What's wrong with these people? Are they cheating? Are their physical and mental strength inexhaustible? I didn't sense any Boundless or Klein's aura."

At this point, the prisoners who were fighting against Lin Qiye and the others were beginning to question the meaning of life.

It's simply because they clearly have an absolute "advantage" in terms of both numbers and skill level!

Moreover, our group was fighting recklessly, and we originally thought that dealing with these roadblocks would be a piece of cake.

Unexpectedly, the other side fought just as hard as they did, disregarding physical and mental exhaustion, and sometimes even resorting to trading blows for injuries.

While their actions might indeed stop so many of their prisoners, how could they possibly maintain this for so long?

Now, weakened by the unknown phantom above their heads, and with Lin Qiye and the others recklessly blocking their way, the prisoners have already suffered heavy losses, and those who remain are in extremely poor condition.

But the enemies were still full of energy.

"How could this be? What did you do?! You're cheating! I surrender! I surrender!"

But Lin Qiye didn't care whether the other party surrendered or not; he went up and killed the other party with a single strike.

They were just trying to kill us, but now that they can't beat us, they want to surrender?

Where in the world can you find something so cheap?

"Those marked by the elder brother's Blood Prison deserve to die."

As for cheating, no, it's more like having strong logistical support.

As he spoke, Lin Qiye swallowed another pill, and his physical strength began to replenish, as did his mental strength.

I'm once again amazed at how right my brother is. Is fighting just about brute force?

As long as you can't kill me instantly.

That's a battle of logistics, a contest of endurance!

So what if hundreds of you ganged up on a few of us?

My bracelet contains thousands of pills with various effects; if I can't kill you, I'll change my surname to yours.

ヾ(????)?~

Lin Qiye: Praise my elder brother!

Meanwhile, besides Cao Yuan in his berserk state, Baili Pangpang, An Qingyu, and several other teammates who were also sticking to the bottom line of the Night Watchmen were also enjoying a great time killing thanks to some of the pills that Lin Qiye had given them.

In the end, they managed to slaughter the vast majority of the rioters, the most heinous criminals.

They forcibly suppressed the prison riot by sheer numbers.

"An interesting bracelet, an interesting pill, but unfortunately, I can't fully understand them yet."

An Qingyu's eyes gleamed as she stared at her wrist, trying to understand the bracelet's construction, but she failed.

Lin Qiye changed to a new bracelet; the old one, of course, was recycled by An Qingyu just before the battle began.

After all, Baili Pangpang already had his own storage space magic artifact.

As for Cao Yuan, this madman doesn't need or can use anything else when he's fighting.

"Cao Yuan, are you alright? You look so weak. How about you take one? It feels amazing to get your pulse back on track."

After Lin Qiye bound Cao Yuan with duct tape, Baili Pangpang handed him a pill to restore his strength, which Cao Yuan accepted without hesitation and swallowed in one gulp.

"Wow, you swallowed such a big pill right away? There's no need to rush. You can chew it, and it's fruity and tastes like chocolate, which is quite nice."

Baili Pangpang also chewed another one to restore his strength.

"Alright, we should go now. If the Master comes back soon, you probably won't be able to leave."

Lin Qiye urged everyone to leave quickly.

After all, in principle, Baili Pangpang and Cao Yuan's actions were against the rules, as was An Qingyu's, and he himself did not want to be under observation in a mental hospital for a year.

Only by leaving quickly will the masters and elders turn a blind eye afterward.