Lin Zheyu thought to himself.

"Mr. Lin, your identity has been registered, here is your talisman."

"When carrying out the mission, you'd best keep the talisman close. If you encounter danger, you can crush the talisman to issue a rescue signal."

"Also, if you see the talisman flashing red, it indicates that someone nearby is in danger and needs urgent rescue."

The soldier handed over the talisman, explaining respectfully.

"Alright."

Lin Zheyu nodded.

With the soldier's introduction, he also understood his responsibilities.

The city defense army imposed few restrictions on these martial arts experts, assigning several of them to manage the magical creature clearing in each area.

Lin Zheyu only needed to patrol in his designated area, preventing magical creatures from breaching the defense and entering civilian zones.

There was no strict requirement on the number of magical creatures killed by the city defense army.

However, many martial artists sought to hunt more magical creatures to earn contribution points.

This time, the Great Wei had put in substantial rewards and exchange rates, which were quite tempting.

Even Lin Zheyu was tempted.

Here, as long as one was strong enough, they could hunt numerous magical creatures, accumulate contribution points, and exchange for desired items.

Contribution points within the sect were not easy to earn.

After leaving the city defense registration office, Lin Zheyu saw a familiar figure—Luo Manghan, whom he had sparred with earlier.

"Mr. Lin, you're here too."

"I wonder which area Mr. Lin is responsible for?"

Luo Manghan asked with a smile.

This time, all the sects in and around Wuling City must participate in the mission, including the War God Sect.

"Northwest direction, East Zone Three."

Lin Zheyu replied with a smile, "And you, Mr. Luo?"

"That's unfortunate, I'm in the northeast area."

"Mr. Lin is truly impressive, ranking 24th on the Hidden Dragon List. In the upcoming Hidden Dragon List Challenge in a few months, Mr. Lin will certainly shine brightly."

Luo Manghan said with a smile.

"Thanks for your kind words."

Lin Zheyu replied with a smile.

After bidding farewell to Luo Manghan, Lin Zheyu headed toward the northwest of Wuling City.

Wuling City is a vast city, with camps stationed on all sides. Managing the west side is a burly man with a beard.

The burly man is named Wei Yun, a martial artist of the Bone Marrow Refining Realm.

"Haha, I've heard of Mr. Lin's renowned name. I didn't expect Mr. Lin to be in charge of this area."

"In the days to come, we'll rely on your assistance, Mr. Lin."

Wei Yun greeted Lin Zheyu with hearty laughter.

"It's just an empty reputation."

"General Wei has fought on many battlefields and possesses great strength, which cannot be compared by juniors like us." Lin Zheyu replied humbly.

He could sense that Wei Yun's strength had nearly reached the peak of the Bone Marrow Refining Realm.

The terrifying Qi Blood within Wei Yun was almost materialized into Slaughter True Intent, more formidable than many geniuses on the Hidden Dragon List.

The Hidden Dragon List only included talents with age restrictions; after exceeding 60, they were no longer eligible to be listed.

Although Wei Yun lacked the qualifications to advance to the Huajin Level,

as a seasoned martial artist of the Bone Marrow Refining Realm, he had experienced countless battles in the military, and his strength had long reached its peak.

"No need to be humble, Mr. Lin."

Wei Yun said with a smile, looking approachable.

He made a gesture, inviting Lin Zheyu to sit, and poured him a glass of wine.

"How is the situation now?"

Lin Zheyu asked.

"It's a bit troublesome."

"The constant emergence of magical creatures is secondary."

"Those monsters lack intelligence and only act on instinct, as long as we prevent them from breaching the defense, we're fine."

"The most troubling are those mice hiding in the darkness."

"Ancient Demon, Barbarian Race, Nine Nether Sect, Painful Holy Sect, and other messy forces have gotten involved, trying to seize a piece in this turmoil."

Wei Yun frowned slightly, speaking with some gravity.

"Is it that complicated?"

"Isn't the Buddhist Sect involved and aligned with us, haven't they taken action?" Lin Zheyu asked.

"They've already taken action."

"If it weren't for the Buddhist Sect's suppression of the western demon cave, a demon disaster would have erupted long ago, which is far scarier than these forces."

Wei Yun shook his head.

What makes the demon cave so-called is due to the presence of several massive space-time nodes there, which cannot be closed and can only be suppressed with large formations.

Even though the large formation suppresses them, the hell-like area has long been polluted into a demonic land by the foul energy emanating from the space-time nodes.

Additionally, demons frequently breach the formation, causing chaos.

If not for Great Wei's foresight in cooperating with the Buddhist Sect early on, sharing the pressure of the western demon cave, problems would have erupted there long ago.

"Haha, don't worry, Great Wei's army is formidable."

"Those rats in the gutters only dare to hide in the shadows, doing dirty deeds." Wei Yun said with a smile.

After a few cups of wine, Lin Zheyu planned to leave and start patrolling in the mountains and forests.

The defense line has city guards stationed; even if only one Grandmaster-level demon is present, it cannot break through the military formation.

However, the military formation has a weakness—lack of flexibility.

Patrolling in the mountains and forests, and hunting magical creatures, can only be performed by powerful martial artists.

"Liang Cheng."

"At your command!"

"Deliver this secret letter to Cold Wind Tower and personally hand it to Deng Yuanzhi."

Wei Yun summoned his subordinate and instructed.

"Yes, sir."

Liang Cheng respectfully took the secret letter and quickly departed.