Chapter 93

The wind across the stony wasteland carried a coarse, sandy stench.

A Jie walked beside Lin Mo.

Though he had just been tortured by Han Meng’s skill, his face now radiated unrestrained excitement and reverence.

That look was like a devout believer gazing upon a true god walking among mortals.

“Uh… Big Boss Lin.”

A Jie rubbed his hands, voice trembling with excitement:

“Thank you so much just now!”

“If not for you and Master Xu stepping in, I wouldn’t just have lost my hand—I’d be dead right here.”

The three companions behind him nodded vigorously.

Their gazes toward Lin Mo and the others were filled with awe.

To people like them, the Kuangsha Guild was an insurmountable mountain, a tyrant who could cover the sky with one hand.

But just now,

that mountain had been casually toppled by a few words from these people before them.

This was the Dragon Order Class.

This was the national team.

“Haha, just a small thing.”

Lin Mo waved his hand, voice calm, “Seeing injustice, stepping in to help—that’s a traditional virtue of our Chinese people.”

“Virtue…”

A Jie murmured, eyes slightly reddened:

“Back when I watched news about the Dragon Order Class on TV, I always thought they were just privileged brats and rich girls.”

Saying this, A Jie slapped himself hard across the face:

“I’m such a bastard! How could I ever have thought such narrow-minded things!”

“Today, I finally understand what true perspective is! What true strength looks like!”

“You don’t act high and mighty—you treat us like friends. And when you see injustice, you actually step in to fight for us!”

“Big Boss Lin, Sister Han, Sister Chu, Master Xu—I’ll remember this debt for the rest of my life!”

“Even if I have to climb mountains of blades or walk through seas of fire, if I so much as flinch, I’ll be that!”

“Enough, enough.”

Han Mengqing cut off A Jie’s vow, waving her hand:

“Just promise me—if you ever get rich, you’ll treat this young lady to a good meal.”

A Jie froze, then thumped his chest loudly:

“No problem! Whatever you want to eat, I’ll buy it!”

Han Mengyao glanced at her sister, voice cool:

“Don’t listen to this food pig—she’ll bankrupt you.”

Han Mengqing glared at her sister, cheeks puffed.

…

The group walked a stretch further.

A Jie stopped, looking back at Lin Mo with reluctance:

“Big Boss, our dungeon coordinates are that way.”

Lin Mo nodded:

“Yeah, ours is to the left.”

Jie took a deep breath and bowed deeply to Lin Mo and the others: “Lords, may your journeys be long and your dungeons yield great loot!”

“And may you soon gather the materials to save your sister.”

Lin Mo smiled.

Then the group turned left and walked away.

Only when Lin Mo and the others vanished from sight did A Jie straighten up, his eyes reigniting with determination.

“Jie Ge, let’s go!”

“Let’s go! Even the Dragon Order Class big bosses encouraged us—this time, we’re getting those materials!”

…

On the other side.

“Tsk tsk tsk…”

Han Mengqing walked along the stony path, sighing:

“That A Jie’s strength is average, but he’s a decent guy.”

Han Mengyao glanced at her, voice flat:

“This is the reality of low-tier cultivators.”

“No resources, no background—every dungeon is a fight for survival. Compared to us, they’re unbelievably unlucky.”

Chu Lingxuan softly agreed:

“Yes… so we mustn’t waste this luck—we must grow stronger, to protect more people like A Jie.”

Lin Mo listened to the three girls’ reflections, said nothing, but quickened his pace.

The world was cruel. It was real.

Only the strong had the right to speak of kindness and protection.

“We’re here.”

Lin Mo glanced at the dungeon scroll in his inventory panel and spoke suddenly.

The group halted.

Before them lay a vast basin, surrounded by jagged, twisted rocks.

Xu Wenchang turned to face them:

“Alright, the dungeon has level restrictions—I can’t enter. I’ll wait outside. You go in.”

“Thanks, Master Xu.”

Lin Mo nodded.

Then he pulled out the Temple dungeon scroll.

【“Fireball Spell” immediately ignited flames around him: Aaah! I can already smell the scent of slaughter and destruction—hurry, hurry, I want to fight!】

【“Lightning Strike Spell” coldly said: Idiot.】

【“Fireball Spell”: ??? Old Three, what’s that supposed to mean? You wanna fight?】

Lin Mo ignored the noise in his mind and activated the scroll.

Hum—!!!

As the scroll shattered, the empty air before them seemed ripped open by giant hands.

A massive void gate slowly opened before the four.

“Let’s go.”

Lin Mo stepped forward first, entering the gate.

Han Mengyao followed close behind, silver spear in hand, alert.

Chu Lingxuan raised her massive shield, guarding her side.

…

After a violent whirl of dizziness,

their vision cleared again.

An ancient forest, thick with primal and violent energy, appeared before them.

The trees here were towering—dozens of meters tall, their trunks charred black, as if struck by lightning hundreds of times.

Thick thunderclouds churned overhead, occasionally splitting the sky with massive bolts of lightning.

At the same time,

a semi-transparent map automatically appeared before the four.

The icon marked at the map’s deepest point appeared to be a grand temple.

Before they could study it further,

a series of prompts sounded.

【Welcome to Special Dungeon—Thunderfire Temple (Orange)!】

【Dungeon Level: Lv.20–Lv.25】

【Traverse the Thunderfire Forest to reach the Temple.】

【Current Special Rule—“Throne of the Lone Sovereign”】

【Rule Description: The true sovereign is destined to be alone. Turn companions into stepping stones to the throne, and claim the god’s authority alone.】

【Current Rating: C-rank (Base Drop Rate: 30%)】

【Upgrade Condition: Sacrifice one life to raise rating by one tier. Sacrifice three lives to reach S-rank (Drop Rate: 100%!)】

【Note: Those sacrificed die truly within the dungeon—their souls are imprisoned by the temple, doomed to eternal unrest.】

“What the hell?”

Han Mengqing’s face turned instantly pale. “What kind of twisted rule is this? Sacrificing teammates?”

The air inside the temple froze.

The three girls instinctively turned their gazes toward Lin Mo.

100% drop rate for the Thunderfire Combo material—this temptation was indeed great.

Moreover, communication within the dungeon was cut off from the outside world, meaning no one outside could know what happened inside.

Most importantly, they knew Lin Mo’s strength well.

With his strength, eliminating all three of them would be Haowuxuannian .

Lin Mo looked at the three girls and frowned:

“Why are you staring at me? Let’s go, already. A 30% drop rate is high enough.”

With that,

Lin Mo took the lead, walking toward the temple.

Are you kidding?

Kill a teammate for a material?

I’ve got money and a cheat—why would I do something like that?

A person needs to have some moral boundaries.

Besides, it’s a 30% drop rate. In my past life playing gacha games, which game had such a high drop rate?

Seeing Lin Mo’s reaction,

Han Mengqing exhaled in relief. “I knew it! The top donor is the kindest!”

“Phew…”

Han Mengyao also relaxed, then quickly followed after him.

Chu Lingxuan lowered her head slightly, embarrassed.

Lin Mo had saved them all so many times—and yet I still had that fleeting moment of doubt about him. I’m truly despicable!

She raised her great shield and hurried after him.

No matter what, I must protect Lin Mo!