’If I had taken this mission on my own...’
Qin Feng ran a quick simulation in his mind.
Without Long Yu and Nissan to hold the line, he would have had to face the powerful Elite Believer and the siege of fourteen Fanatics all by himself.
He had the Spiritual Barrier module, allowing him to ignore the enemy’s psychic attacks.
He possessed his ultimate killing move, Golden Throne, powerful enough to crush any single enemy head-on.
However, he would have to deal with attacks from all directions at the same time.
He would need to plan every move perfectly, without a single mistake.
It would be an arduous, bloody battle with an extremely high mortality rate.
’With my current strength, I should be able to complete the easiest type of Hell-level mission with relative ease.’
’If I encountered a standard one, like this mission where the enemy’s numbers and strength were up to par, I’d probably have to risk my life and exhaust all my trump cards just for a chance at a pyrrhic victory.’
’And if the mission was any more difficult, then I... I might die.’
This easy victory didn’t make Qin Feng the least bit arrogant. Instead, it gave him a clearer, more sober understanding of his current strength.
He was strong. Among Fifth-level Martial Artists, in terms of sheer killing power, he had even surpassed the vast majority of "veterans."
But he was still far from the point where he could act without any restraint.
Qin Feng opened his personal terminal and glanced at his updated assets.
[Name: Qin Feng]
[Contribution Points (Remaining): 15,000]
[Fearless Warband Reputation (Remaining): 240,000]
Before setting out, he had spent nearly all the assets he had left from his previous Warrior Level missions and his seclusion to purchase the Spiritual Barrier module, the Standard Anti-Chaos Spiritual Core, and three "Purifier" high-explosive incendiary devices.
Now, this hefty reward had filled his pockets once again.
"Alright, the mission’s over. I should be heading back."
Nissan stretched wide, his joints letting out a series of CRACKS and POPS. He grinned at the group. "That bullshit ’boss’ couldn’t take a punch. Boring. See ya!"
With that, he strode briskly away from the Teleportation Platform and soon disappeared around a bend in the corridor.
Wen Muyun also gave a slight nod to Long Yu and Qin Feng, saying coolly, "Captain, Qin Feng, thank you for fighting alongside me this time. I’m also going to go meditate."
She didn’t say much, but the approval in her eyes was genuine.
Evidently, the immense power and fierce style Qin Feng had displayed in battle had earned him the respect of this proud female Blade Master.
In the blink of an eye, only Long Yu and Qin Feng were left on the Teleportation Platform.
"Qin Feng."
Long Yu’s gentle voice sounded out.
He looked at the young man before him—many years his junior, yet with an aura like a dormant volcano—and his eyes filled with obvious admiration.
"Your performance on this mission was outstanding."
Long Yu didn’t hold back his praise. "Your combat instincts, your use of killing moves, and that indomitable, ferocious momentum of yours are all top-tier. In terms of pure combat ability, you’ve already surpassed the vast majority of the fifth-level members in the Warband."
Qin Feng replied calmly, "It’s all thanks to you, Captain, and Nissan for holding the line. It wouldn’t have gone so smoothly otherwise."
Hearing this, Long Yu nodded in approval.
He liked Qin Feng’s calm and steady attitude, free of arrogance and impatience.
Many people who had been immersed in the Martial Arts World for one or two hundred years couldn’t achieve Qin Feng’s level of composure.
The reason was simple: the joy of breaking through a Martial Arts Realm was so immense that many would feel ’I did it, I finally did it!’ and naturally grow impetuous.
But Qin Feng, despite having been enrolled for over sixty years and having achieved so much, remained unhurried and extraordinarily composed. Long Yu found this deeply admirable.
He looked Qin Feng in the eye and said with sincerity,
"In the future, if you plan to take on more Hell-level missions to earn Contribution Points, feel free to contact me anytime through the Warband’s internal network. As long as I’m free, I’d be happy to team up with you. With reliable teammates, many risks can be avoided and managed in advance."
These words were no mere pleasantry, but a formal, well-intentioned, long-term invitation to team up!
Qin Feng’s heart stirred.
He knew exactly how much this invitation weighed.
It wasn’t just Long Yu’s acknowledgment of his strength; it was one of the Fearless Warband’s top powerhouses proactively extending an olive branch, willing to help him grow.
Of course, part of this was Long Yu’s public-spirited desire to nurture juniors and cultivate core strength for the Warband. But the prerequisite was still that Qin Feng’s own Hard Power had met the standard. On a Hell-level mission, he wouldn’t be a burden who needed constant protection, but an effective combat asset who could share the pressure and supplement their firepower.
Looking across the entire Fearless Warband, below the "Three Celestial Kings"—Long Yu, Nissan, and the rarely seen Ning Jing—it was indeed impossible to find a second Fifth-level Martial Artist with combat abilities as formidable as Qin Feng’s.
Among those three powerhouses, Nissan had a wild personality and preferred to work alone or team up with Long Yu.
As for the other, Ning Jing, he was as elusive as a phantom and ordinarily couldn’t be contacted at all.
Without any pretense, Qin Feng gave Long Yu a solemn nod and said in a deep voice,
"Thank you, Senior Long Yu. It’s my honor to fight alongside you. If there’s another Hell-level mission, I would be very willing to participate."
This was both an expression of gratitude and a promise.