Cultivation begins in Qingfeng Market.

After completing the registration, Cheng Jin took him to the supplies exchange point in the camp to collect some basic supplies.

Upon entering the resource exchange area, Lin Zhao's gaze was quickly drawn to a first-grade high-quality magic robe hanging prominently.

Its entire body is a deep, inky black, woven from the hide of some kind of first-tier peak demon beast mixed with special silk threads. The surface of the fabric has fine, scale-like patterns and flows with a dark, spiritual light.

Not only does it have excellent defensive capabilities, it also comes with a "Concealing Aura" magic circle, which, when activated, can hide its aura to a certain extent, making it very suitable for moving around in the wilderness.

Lin Zhao had acquired both offensive and support magic items among his previous spoils, but high-quality defensive magic robes were scarce.

Upon closer examination, it makes sense. If those opponents had had high-grade protective robes, they probably wouldn't have perished so easily, and their storage bags wouldn't have fallen into the hands of others.

After paying more than two hundred spirit stones, Lin Zhao put on the Xuanlin robe.

The robes automatically conformed to his body, outlining his tall and straight figure. The black background made his face look even more handsome, while the faintly flowing light added a touch of mystery and coldness.

Feeling the solid protection and aura-concealing effect of the magic robe, Lin Zhao felt more confident about his upcoming demon-hunting career.

Afterwards, Cheng Jin led him to a row of stone houses on the edge of the camp and assigned him a quiet room.

The stone house was simply furnished with only a bed, a table, and a futon, but it was kept very clean. Basic spirit-gathering and sound-insulating inscriptions were engraved on the stone walls.

Cheng Jin said with a slight apology, "According to the rules, when a new member joins the team, the team should have a welcome party so that everyone can get to know each other."

However, our team has already accepted the mission and is about to set off, so we really can't find the time and will have to make it up next time.

Fortunately, you know most of the people in the team, so it's not too unfamiliar. You can rest here for the next few days and get familiar with the environment. I'll let you know when the team is assembled.

Lin Zhao naturally understood. The next day, as soon as it was light, Lin Zhao got up.

He stood at the edge of the Po Jun's spacious training ground, watching the team members who had already begun their drills or were ready to depart in the morning mist.

After less than two days of familiarizing himself with the situation at the base, Lin Zhao received orders to assemble on the morning of the third day.

He quickly changed into the Xuanlin robe, put on the token, and hurried to the designated assembly point in the training ground.

Six figures were already waiting on the training ground.

Captain Gao Yuan wore a dark battle suit without any other colors. The fabric seemed to absorb light, and only during movements could one see the fleeting, dark gold patterns on the collar and cuffs.

Upon seeing Lin Zhao arrive on time, a clear look of joy appeared on his resolute face, and his voice was steady and powerful: "Lin Zhao, it's good that you're here. Welcome to our demon-hunting team!"

Standing beside Gao Yuan was Cheng Jin, who grinned at Lin Zhao, holding the bronze spirit-detecting disc in his hand.

Lin Zhao's gaze swept over the remaining people.

The most eye-catching figure was Li Hao, a burly man as tall as an iron tower. He was over eight feet tall, with arms as thick as an average person's thigh. Beneath his bronze skin, his muscles were brimming with explosive power. He was at the sixth level of Qi Refining, and his aura was as thick as a mountain, clearly making him the most solid front-line bulwark of the team.

Beside him stood Wu Laodao, a thin man dressed in a green robe. He had a gaunt face, a long white beard, and exceptionally bright and lively eyes. He had reached the peak of the sixth level of Qi Refining and was an indispensable formation master in the team.

The other was Chu Xin, whose dark green outfit perfectly accentuated her agile figure. Her delicate features were marred by three deep, bone-revealing claw marks on her left cheek, adding a touch of menace to her appearance.

Her cultivation had also reached the sixth level of Qi Refining. When she saw Lin Zhao, she looked over with her clear and cold eyes and smiled slightly, which was considered as greeting Lin Zhao. She was one of the team's main attackers.

The last one was the somewhat mysterious Pharmacist Chen. She was shrouded in a large black cloak, and her face was covered by a plain white mask without any decorations, revealing only a pair of calm and serene eyes.

The cloak concealed her figure, and only her petite frame suggested she was a woman. She stood quietly a little behind the others, saying nothing, a faint medicinal fragrance emanating from her, a blend of various spiritual herbs.

The pharmacist is a branch of the alchemist's skill, focusing more on the identification of medicinal properties, toxicology, and the treatment of injuries, and is the logistical support for the team.

Including Lin Zhao, the team consists of seven people. Captain Gao Yuan coordinates the overall command, Cheng Jin is responsible for reconnaissance and early warning, Li Hao serves as the core of the defense, Wu Laodao sets up the formation to control the field, Chu Xin and Lin Zhao are the main attackers, and Chen Yaoshi provides support and healing.

Of the seven members of the team, Gao Yuan, Cheng Jin, Chu Xin, and Wu Laodao were all familiar with Lin Zhao, and Li Hao was clearly a core member cultivated within the Po Jun organization. Only this Pharmacist Chen was mysterious and taciturn, arousing curiosity.

"Everyone's here," Gao Yuan said calmly, without any unnecessary words. "Our target is located 100 kilometers outside the Wind Spirit Canyon. A large pack of 'Wind Howling Wolves' has recently arrived. Lin Zhao is a newbie hunting demons for the first time, so please take good care of him. Let's set off now!"

With only concise and clear instructions, the group, all dressed in black robes, silently and swiftly left the Po Jun garrison, blending into the chaotic crowd of the outer market. They then passed through the market's massive protective light barrier and officially stepped into the perilous wilderness.

The moment they left the market's protective array, the spiritual energy in the air thinned. Led by Gao Yuan, the group used speed-enhancing spells to move swiftly along a path, maintaining a tacitly safe distance from one another.

Lin Zhao followed closely beside Cheng Jin, subtly extending his divine sense to keep a watchful eye on the surrounding movements, while also learning from his teammates' posture and rhythm as they moved.

Several hours later, the scenery ahead suddenly changed. Two steep cliffs appeared as if they had been cleaved by a giant axe, forming a winding entrance to a canyon—the Wind Spirit Canyon.

Even before entering, one can hear the "whooshing" sound of the wind coming from inside the valley. The sound of the wind is not a pure natural sound; it contains subtle yet sharp wind blades.

Not far from the entrance, a towering blue stone fortress stands majestically. Inside is a Foundation Establishment cultivator responsible for guarding this place. In the past, Wind Spirit Valley was an essential route during beast tides, so a Foundation Establishment cultivator has been stationed here year-round.

As everyone passed by, they could feel the overwhelming pressure emanating from the Foundation Establishment cultivator.

The group stayed here for several hours to recover their spiritual energy, as this was also the only way to enter the wilderness.

"Keep up close. The wind blades in the canyon are invisible and intangible, but their power is enough to cut through ordinary first-tier low-grade magic robes," Gao Yuan reminded in a deep voice, and took the lead in stepping into the valley.

Upon entering the canyon, the light dimmed considerably, with towering cliffs and jagged rocks on both sides. Invisible wind blades occasionally attacked from various angles, striking the group's protective aura and robes.