Chapter 617 - Reward

“Reporting! Remaining members of the Green Skull Renegades have retreated. Authorities have been alerted to conduct a search.”

“Good. Return to base,” said Black One.

After he gave the order, three soul cars arrived quietly. Black One put his arm around Tang Wulin’s shoulder, hooked his hand under his armpit, and helped him into his car.

As they walked past their fellow agents, they held their chests up and thumped their left chests with right fists to show gratitude and respect.

Tang Wulin was hurt and looked awful, but he felt terrific, his blood still racing from the excitement. After all, it was his first mission. There had been a close call, but he had no regret; he had saved the day as well as himself.

Tang Wulin got in the car. With all the eyes on him, he felt a little uncomfortable.

Black One had no mask on right now, but his face seemed not to have surprised any agents. “You really outdid yourself,” he smiled, looking at Tang Wulin. “You deserve a fine reward for saving your fellow agents.”

“I just did what I was supposed to do,” Tang Wulin replied.

Black One smiled again. “You are talented, and your reflexes are a great ability. Keep up the good work.”

“I will. Thank you, sir.”

From the surprised looks on the other agents’ faces, it seemed Black One had never praised anybody before. At least not to their knowledge. Then they found his abnormal behavior understandable when they looked at the fact that White Three had saved everyone. Black One was thanking Tang Wulin for all of them.

When they returned to the Tang Sect headquarters in Star Luo City, Black One found a healing-type soul master to tend to Tang Wulin immediately. Then he collected all their badges.

A bright light flashed from the Tang Wulin’s badge, and his file in the badge had been updated.

Total number of missions: 1

Total contribution points: 30,000

First-class citations: 1

The data might seem simple, but there was more to it than met the eye. With 30,000 contribution points, he could buy another Tang Sect secret art.

There were in total six Tang Sect secret arts, and Tang Wulin already knew four: Mysterious Heaven Method, Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon, Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, and Purple Demon Eyes.

He decided to buy the fifth one: Mysterious Jade Hands.

When the Tang Sect was first founded, it was famous for its hidden weapons, many of which were poisonous. The Mysterious Jade Hands could take one’s hands’ strength and sturdiness to another level, leaving them hard as stone and immune to any poison.

The Mysterious Jade Hands might not seem like a very powerful technique, but things are not always what they seem; after all, it was one of the Tang Sect secret arts.

As for the Hidden Weapons Hundred Separations, after being improved by generations, it had already fused with the development of soul device technology. In fact, a large number of the soul devices manufactured by the Tang Sect were based on the soul circuits in the Hidden Weapons Hundred Separations.

Therefore, the Hidden Weapons Hundred Separations was the most valuable Tang Sect secret art; it was the priciest among all six. But Tang Wulin was a blacksmith and not a mecha maker, so this technique was of no use to him.

The benefit of a first-class citation was even more extraordinary. It gave Tang Wulin the right to call as many as 30 Battle Hall agents to complete a mission as long as it was morally acceptable. 30 Battle Hall agents!

When Black One told him of this right, Tang Wulin was dumbfounded. I can ask 30 agents to do a job for me?! That’s just amazing!

Black One didn’t ask him his name. It was the rule of the Battle Hall. No questions asked, as long as the badge was real and matched his blood essence.

Different agents had different occupations and lives; they could be anywhere on the continent, which was why the Battle Hall was so powerful. Nobody knew the exact number of agents, except for a handful of higher-ups of the Tang Sect.

To be sure, everyone in the Holy Hall was powerful, but there was strength in numbers. As such, the Battle Hall was unmistakably the most powerful organization.

It was deep into the night when Tang Wulin finally got back to his hotel. He was exhausted, both physically and mentally. He had faced death again, except this time without any backup plans. If not for Black One, he could have died or been badly injured.

It had been too dangerous.

He was grateful to Master Mu Ye for his training to face death; thanks to the training, he had acted calmly and hadn’t panicked.

If he had even hesitated for just a moment, things might have been totally different.

Sitting on his bed, he looked at his hands and smiled. He had bought the Mysterious Jade Hands.

Now that he had had all the five Tang Sect secret arts he needed, he could use his contribution points to buy other stuff, like spirit items.

Tang Wulin felt the bond between him and the Tang Sect had become stronger after this mission. It was a strange feeling, and he liked it.

He had got so many dependable and strong fellow agents, and he had saved them on his very first mission!

He meditated a whole night. The next morning, when the dawn was breaking, he was already standing vigorous on his balcony cultivating the Purple Demon Eyes.

Power was everything. Tang Wulin was more convinced of that after facing death again yesterday.

He had to train hard to survive.

The first round of two-on-twos was over. Today would kick off the first round of the team battle, and Tang Wulin would get on the stage with his teammates.

He was excited, like last night.

After he finished cultivating his Purple Demon Eyes with the morning purple light over the horizon, he stretched his body, feeling refreshed. His spiritual power had grown again.

The longer he cultivated his Purple Demon Eyes, the better the result. It was important to have strong spiritual power.

Gu Yue’s spiritual power is incredible even without cultivating the Purple Demon Eyes, Tang Wulin thought. Has she truly reached the Spirit Abyss realm?

“Did you go out last night?” Gu Yue asked Tang Wulin during breakfast.

“Yes. I went out for a walk,” he replied, smiling.

“Oh.” She looked at him strangely.

“Is there something on my face?”

“No.”

“Tang Wulin, get your ass out here!” a girl snarled. Tang Wulin froze for an instant. When he turned to look, he saw the imperial princess standing there in the lobby, hands on her hips, eyes glaring at him.