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Under the murky river surface, right when the mutant alligator was sent flying, the Heavy Armored Beast quickly caught up and lunged at it, its robust left claw swiftly striking down.

Boom! With one claw from the Heavy Armored Beast, the mutant alligators head plunged directly into the riverbed.

Due to the tremendous force, half of the mutant alligators body sank into the ooze, immediately struggling fervently, its gargantuan body exuding an astonishing amount of strength.

For a moment, the entire riverbed turned muddy, with turbulent water spraying.

Under normal conditions, crocodiles can hold their breath for an hour or two underwater, and this mutant alligator, having undergone mutation and evolution, had naturally stronger breath-holding capacities.

But, a few minutes later, with a stark crack, the frantically struggling mutant alligator stiffened abruptly.

Looking at the mutant alligator, whose neck was broken under its own grip, the Heavy Armored Beast exhaled a burst of bubbles, a hint of regret in its eyes.

Originally, when it saw this similar mutant alligator, it was considering the idea of recruiting it to serve as a little brother. Having a bodyguard following around when it went out seemed quite nice.

Who knew this creature was so foolish.

The Heavy Armored Beast gripped the body of the mutant alligator with its two claws, a tear trickling down from the corner of its mouth as it bit down fiercely.

Um! The Heavy Armored Beasts eyes brightened as it found the taste of this crocodile to be seemingly good, its meat having more chewiness than those of the mutated fishes.

Jack, Jack. Seeing Jack lost in thought, Justin Welan across from him called out twice.

Whats up? Jack snapped back to reality.

Justin looked at him curiously before saying, 1 was suggesting whether we should split up and act independently in the afternoon. We might be more efficient that way.

That works, Jack nodded. Initially, he formed a team with Justin intending to take care of him.

With his cultivation at the Third Layer and keen perception, any blood disciples he encountered wouldnt escape at all.bender

Jack cautioned, I have a feeling we need to get down to business in the afternoon. After this wave of sudden attack, those blood disciples will probably hide deeper and wont be as easy to catch.

Thats what I was thinking too.

After lunch, the duo soon arrived at the Law Enforcement Bureau. Some folks over there didnt even have lunch, they were engaged in browsing dossiers, Jack quickly zeroed in on a suspicious location.

At two in the afternoon, Jack arrived alone at an ageing community south of the city. As he drew closer, his keen olfactory sense could detect a faint stench of blood, his gaze fleeting to a building nearby.

As his physique grew stronger, even without relying on his Hearts Eye, Jacks hearing, vision, and sense of smell had all transcended human limits.

Treading on the dim stairwell, each of Jacks footsteps was heavily laden.

When passing by the third floor, someone tried to exit. Upon opening the door, he was immediately startled by the sight of Jack, draped in dark red armor with a sword slung on his back, hurriedly shutting the door.

Ignoring these ordinary folk, Jack slowly ascended, his acute senses detecting the faint smell of blood in the air.

His steps finally paused before the door of 603 on the sixth floor.

Knock knock knock! Jack gently knocked on the door.

Who is it? A mans voice emerged from inside.

In a deep voice, Jack said, Delivery man.

Boom! The moment the words left his mouth, Jack directly slammed onto the iron door. Under the impact of his terrifying strength, even the doorframe and the wall were sent flying inward.

Within the diffuse smoke and dust, Jack, decked in dark red armor, looked coldly at the panicked glasses man in the living room, who was handsome and clean-cut.

Below him, in the corner of the sofa, one could vaguely see a ghastly pale dead mans hand.

Whatwhat are you doing? Confronted by the wall-breaking entrance of Jack, the glasses man exuded an air of fearful tension.

Jack coldly retorted, Stop pretending, even if I closed my eyes, I would still be able to smell the strong stench of blood on you.

His cover blown, the glasses mans face changed as he lamented in grief and indignation, Why, why cant you all let me go? I just want to live, just want to live well.

As he spoke, the energy of his Blood Qi at the peak of the First Layer Heaven burst forth from his body. Grabbing the coffee table with his two hands, he flung it towards Jack, while he turned and dashed towards the window.

Boom! The coffee table in mid-air exploded with a deafening sound. In the blink of an eye, Jacks figure appeared like the wind behind the glasses man, slashing his overpowering knife down.Thud! The man with the glasses was suddenly split into two halves, crashing onto the ground with a loud thud, and bright, hot blood spurted out, rapidly painting the floor red. The scene was both bloody and brutal.

One contribution point secured.

In his calm voice, Jack Clark flicked his wrist, shaking off the blood on his blade, before pulling out his phone to call the law enforcement team to take over the clean-up.

Next, Jack Clark took up another mission, but unfortunately, the blood disciple who had committed murder three days ago had managed to cover their tracks well.

By the time he had finished his days work and returned to the hotel, it was already past five in the afternoon. Most of his classmates were already back, with many of them wearing smiles on their faces, signaling a day of successful harvests.

However, not everyone had managed to track down the blood disciples.

Furthermore, after today, the remaining blood disciples would most likely become more cautious. As time went on and they continue to kill and refine their Essence Blood, they would become even more powerful.

According to Justin Welans estimates, these creatures could make rapid progress equivalent to half a month of hard cultivation in their school by killing just one person. Their strength enhancement was akin to strapping a rocket to their back.

Although they would need time to refine after killing someone, the ease with which they could enhance their powers explained why there was such an enormous bloody massacre decades ago.

After dinner, Jack Clark headed to the basement logistics department.

Today, having killed a Level 2 cultist and a Level 1 blood disciple, he had exactly enough for 4 contribution points, which could be exchanged for a Level 1 Life Crystal.

The person on duty behind the counter this time was a different one. Seeing Jack Clark, he greeted warmly, Hello, what would you like to exchange?

One Level 1 Life Crystal.

Alright, please wait a moment.

In the elevator, Jack Clark reached into his pocket and gripped the Life Crystal, thinking, Convert attribute points.

Youve converted a crystalized Life Energy, gaining 4 attribute points.

Seeing the 23 free attribute points on his attribute page, a smile spread across Jack Clarks face.

These points were enough for him to enhance his Minds Eye Bright Knife to the third layer. Once his blade could convert True Strength into sharp Sword Qi, his combat power would once again surge tremendously.

When Jack Clark returned to his hotel room, he saw Justin Welan lounging on the sofa: Ah Chu, youve come back at just the right time. Freya Louise was just mentioning you in the chat.

Did she need something from me? Jack Clark asked, puzzled.

No, she was just wondering why you havent been active in the chat recently.

Of course Ive been cultivating, said Jack Clark, puzzled.

His motivation for cultivation was running high since he had just broken through to the Third Layer. Plus, he had to spend time transforming into the Heavy Armored Beast and laying waste to the rivers. Every day was chock-full with activities.

Especially today when he had been preoccupied with killing, he barely had any time for cultivation. Even while controlling the Heavy Armored Beast to feed, he found himself somewhat distracted.

I knew it, Justin Welan shook his head.

However, after Justin Welans reminder, Jack Clark did log into the chat group to post a message before curiously asking, By the way, Class Leader, has Jane Aiken broken through to the Third Layer Heaven?

Crystal Leinster, Huh, Jack Clark, how did you know she broke through?

Jack Clark paused: I just asked.

Freya Louise chimed in: Today, Jane Aiken encountered a Third Layer rebel cultivator. Even though she was only at the Second Layer Heaven, she managed to kill him with her overwhelming power.

Then, less than half a day after she returned to the base, we heard she had broken through to the Third Layer Heaven. Isnt she amazing?

Jack Clark exclaimed: Amazing indeed. She is undoubtedly the number one prodigy of South Sky Martial Height.

The tone of his voice didnt hint in any way that he himself had already broken through to the Third Layer Heaven.

Justin Welan acknowledged with envy: Her extraordinary talent has already been very clear. Its been over a month since she broke through to the Second Layer Heaven. Its completely normal for her to have suddenly broken through to the Third Layer Heaven now.

Especially after going through so many battles here and having an abundance of resources.

But even as he said this, Justin couldnt help but feel a tinge of envy. He too wished he could breakthrough as easily as drinking water, just like Jane Aiken..