Lin Feng walked back to the living room and stood in front of the dining table.

He looked at the empty plates on the table.

Then, he did something that left the livestream audience utterly dumbfounded.

He lifted his foot—

"Bang!!!"

And kicked the table over!

The table flew out, crashed into the wall, and the plates shattered on the floor, fragments scattering everywhere.

Silence.

A deathly silence.

Lin Feng stood still, cautiously scanning his surroundings, sensing the fluctuations of Yin Energy in the air.

No change.

"No reaction?"

He frowned, then walked over to the living room sofa.

It was a fabric sofa, worn but still intact.

Lin Feng grabbed one corner of the sofa—

"Hey!"

And flipped it over with force!

The entire sofa was overturned, exposing the springs at the bottom.

Still no reaction.

Unwilling to give up, Lin Feng began to wreak havoc throughout the house.

Kicking walls, smashing glass, tearing wallpaper, dismantling doors...

The entire Warm Home quickly turned into a ruin under his hands.

[Bullet Screen: ……]

[Bullet Screen: ……]

[Bullet Screen: Is he demolishing the house?!]

[Bullet Screen: It's not enough to capture the whole family, he has to tear down their house too?]

[Bullet Screen: Is he a demon?]

[Bullet Screen: Warm Home: I was terrified at the time]

[Bullet Screen: Black Robe Brother: Since we're here, we should leave a memento]

[Bullet Screen: This way of leaving a memento is quite unique]

[Bullet Screen: Suggest the Specter Protection Association investigate, if there is one.]

After demolishing most of the first floor, Lin Feng went up to the second floor and tore apart his sister's room as well.

The bed was dismantled, the wardrobe smashed, the desk split...

Finally, he stood amidst the ruins, looking at the mess, and sighed.

"Seems like there's really nothing here."

His tone was full of regret.

As if not finding a hidden specter was a great pity.

The livestream audience was at a loss for words.

They had seen ruthless players before, but never one this ruthless.

Captured an entire family of specters, looted all valuable items, and then demolished their house.

This wasn't a player; this was clearly a dungeon demolition team!

When you're just trying to make great content at bit.ly/3iBfjkV.

[Bullet Screen: I declare, Black Robe Brother is the most ruthless player I've ever seen]

[Bullet Screen: Without a doubt]

[Bullet Screen: The Warm Home dungeon might need a redo]

[Bullet Screen: Redo? Just permanently close it, too terrifying]

[Bullet Screen: Other specters: trembling in fear]

Once Lin Feng confirmed there were no hidden specters, he finally calmed down.

He walked back to the living room, found a relatively clean spot, and sat cross-legged.

"Since there are no specters, let's practice for a while."

He muttered to himself:

"After eating so much Yin Energy food, it's a good time to digest."

"And the Yin Energy here is quite dense."

With that, he closed his eyes and began to operate the basic technique given by the Underworld—Nether Art.

This was a compulsory technique for all Underworld employees. Although not of high grade, it was balanced and suitable for any ghost to practice.

As the technique operated, the Yin Energy within Lin Feng began to flow in a regular pattern.

A faint bluish glow emanated from his body, and the residual Yin Energy in the air was drawn in, merging into his soul.

[Bullet Screen: ???]

[Bullet Screen: What's he doing?]

[Bullet Screen: This posture... is he practicing?]

[Bullet Screen: Oh my god, is he an Exorcist?!]

[Bullet Screen: What's an Exorcist?]

[Bullet Screen: Players can acquire various techniques for practice, and by practicing these techniques, they can gain power to combat specters. Such players are called Exorcists]

[Bullet Screen: But Exorcists are rare! The main techniques are too expensive, even the cheapest costs over two thousand Anomaly Coins.]

[Bullet Screen: A newbie like him is already an Exorcist?]

[Bullet Screen: Judging by this, he's at least a second-tier Exorcist!]

[Bullet Screen: Second-tier? That's a rarity even among C-Level Players.]

[Bullet Screen: No wonder he's so fierce, turns out he's an Exorcist!]

[Bullet Screen: But where did he get his technique? Exorcist techniques are strictly controlled by major forces!]

[Bullet Screen: I told you, he must be the young master of some big family]

The livestream erupted once more.

Exorcists were mysterious and powerful figures among players.

Unlike ordinary players who relied entirely on anomaly tools, Exorcists practiced techniques to generate power from within to combat specters.

These players were few in number, and each one was a coveted target for major forces.

And now, a seemingly new player was displaying Exorcist abilities!

If this news got out, it would surely cause a sensation.

Lin Feng was unaware of all this.

He was currently immersed in his practice.

Although Nether Art was just a basic technique from the Underworld, it had been refined over thousands of years to achieve a near-perfect balance.

As the technique operated, the Yin Energy he had just absorbed was rapidly refined and purified, merging into the core of his soul.

The barrier of the Early Stage Wild Ghost realm began to loosen.

"Crack..."

It was as if something shattered inside his soul.

Lin Feng's entire body trembled, and the bluish glow around him intensified!

A momentum several times stronger than before erupted from him, scattering the dust around.

Mid-Stage Wild Ghost!

He had broken through!

Lin Feng opened his eyes, a hint of joy flashing in them.

"Finally reached mid-stage... I've been stuck at early stage for almost three years, didn't expect a meal and a bit of practice would lead to a breakthrough."

Feeling the abundant power within his soul, he was in high spirits.

"At this rate, capturing a few more Wild Ghosts or having a few more Yin Energy feasts should get me to late stage soon."

"Then, I can apply to become a 9th Grade 2nd Class Soul-Reaper, and my salary will increase..."

Just as he was happily planning his future, a semi-transparent panel suddenly appeared before him.

[Congratulations on successfully clearing the Warm Home dungeon]

[Clearance Rating: SSS Rank]

[Reward: Anomaly Coins ×300]

[Transmission Countdown: 10, 9, 8...]

Lin Feng was taken aback.

Anomaly Coins?

What are those?

Before he could think further, the countdown ended.

In a blink, the surrounding scenery rapidly faded away.

The next moment, he found himself standing in the Abandoned Textile Factory in Jiangcheng Western Suburb.

The moonlight was still pale, and the dilapidated buildings stood silent in the night.

And the previously visible blood-red portal had vanished.

As if it had never existed.