Lin Feng bent down and picked up the booklet and the headband.

The cover of the booklet was bronze-colored, embossed with silver-white characters—Advanced Class Change Book: Shield Mage.

He flipped open the cover, and the attribute panel unfolded before his eyes.

【Advanced Class Change Book: Shield Mage】

Base bonuses after changing class: Intelligence +40%, agility +40%.

Special Effect I: Mana Source: Permanently increases Mana by 500 points after changing class.

Special Effect II: Shield Mastery (Passive): Grants a Mana Shield that absorbs 1000 damage; after exiting combat, the shield automatically recovers 1 point per second.

Lin Feng nodded. This Class Change Book could be used by any Intelligence-based class, and with Shield Mastery, even without a purple set effect, one could use Spell Deflection, greatly enhancing survivability. He casually tucked the booklet into his pocket.

He then picked up the headband, which was pure white, soft as silk, and embroidered with pale gold runes along the edges that shimmered in the sunlight.

With a thought, the attribute panel popped up.

【Spirit Perception Headband (Purple)】

Slot: Head

Equipment Requirement: Intelligence ≥ 25

Base Attributes: Intelligence +4, Defense +60, Mana +100

Special Effect: Spirit Perception Focus (Passive): Intelligence +6, Negative Status Resistance +20%.

Intelligence +10 and Negative Status Resistance +20%—it was top-tier gear for a magic-type class.

Lin Feng tucked the headband away as well and turned to continue slaughtering the remaining Undead Army.

The Wildfire Spear in his hand moved like a dragon emerging from the sea; every thrust brought an Undead down.

Shockwaves exploded in circles among the Undead, and the pale cyan aura knocked back and shattered the surrounding skeletons.

The Commander of Five Hundred and the Centurions led the Great Qin Elite Soldiers to sweep the battlefield, their halberds thrusting in unison and the Qin Crossbow: Rapid Fire volleying, encircling and annihilating the Undead Warrior squads one by one.

Feng Qingyan's Flame Burst continued to explode intermittently, but she was already so exhausted that she leaned against Feng Qingshuang's shoulder, gasping for air after every Flame Burst: "Sister... how much potion is left... I'm almost out of mana..."

Feng Qingshuang handed her a mana potion expressionlessly and said one word: "Drink."

Feng Qingyan gulped it down, wiped her mouth, and raised her staff again.

Half an hour later, there was not a single Undead left standing on the battlefield.

The shattered bones of the skeletons piled up into small hills, and the black blood of the Undead Warrior soaked the wilderness.

The Great Qin ➤ NоvеⅠight ➤ (Read more on our source) Elite Soldiers began clearing the battlefield, collecting arrows, moving corpses, and bandaging wounds.

Meng Yi stood on a high ground, leaning on his halberd, his voice steady: "Each battalion, count your casualties. Bury the fallen on the spot; monuments must be erected, and names must be carved. Collect all spoils of war and transport them back to the warehouse in Nha Trang County."

The Commanders of Five Hundred acknowledged the order and left.

Lin Feng descended from the air and walked toward Su Yurou.

Su Yurou was crouching beside an injured soldier, the emerald green light of the bone healing staff enveloping the wound on the man's shoulder, the flesh slowly knitting together.

Her forehead was covered in sweat, and her blue mage robe was stained with blood and dust, but her eyes were focused and calm.

A Wang and Scarface Liu stood behind her, their shields leaning against their legs.

Around them, the wounded soldiers were sitting or standing, resting.

In the distance, Jiang Zhaoyue was counting the casualties of the New Moon Legion, while Jiang Yelan leaned against a supply cart with her cloak hood down.

Seeing Lin Feng approach, Su Yurou stood up, the bone healing staff resting by her side, a faint smile on her lips: "Lord, were you looking for me?"

The group gathered around, Jiang Zhaoyue walked over after sheathing her spear, and Jiang Yelan straightened up from the supply cart.

Feng Qingyan and Feng Qingshuang followed behind Jiang Zhaoyue.

Lin Feng didn't beat around the bush; he took the bronze-colored booklet and the pure white headband from his pocket and handed them to Su Yurou: "Yu Rou, these are for you."

Su Yurou was stunned for a moment, looking down at the two items Lin Feng handed over—an Advanced Class Change Book and a purple piece of equipment.

She opened her mouth, wanting to say something but swallowing it back. It took several seconds before she reached out and took them with both hands, her fingertips trembling slightly.

She opened the booklet to take a look, then looked down at the attributes of the headband, and then raised her head. Her eyes were slightly red, and her voice was much softer than usual: "Lord... this, this is too valuable. I..."

Lin Feng waved his hand: "I know better than anyone how many lives you've saved. A Class Change Book and a piece of purple gear in exchange for you saving more lives—it's worth it."

Su Yurou bit her lip, hugged the booklet and headband tightly to her chest, lowered her head, and said in a soft but firm voice: "Rest assured, Lord, I will never fail to live up to this staff and this headband."

Lin Feng nodded.

Feng Qingyan poked her head out from behind Jiang Zhaoyue, her eyes wide, her voice full of shock and envy.

"Advanced Class Change Book? Purple headband? Lord Lin, you're way too lucky! Killing a level 35 Undead Archmage dropped two good items? And an Advanced Class Change Book? I surrender to your luck! I've been grinding high-level monsters for months and haven't even seen a shadow of purple material!"

The Fire Crystal on her staff flickered as if expressing her dissatisfaction.

Lin Feng's lips curled slightly, and he silently thought to himself: I'm only level 29, killing a monster six levels higher, isn't a high drop rate normal? But he didn't say it out loud, only saying calmly: "It's alright."

A Wang stood behind Su Yurou and said expressionlessly: "What's so special about that? The Lord once opened a purple treasure chest in the Dungeon and got a rare Advanced Class Change Book."

Feng Qingyan whipped her head around, her ponytail swinging in an arc, her eyes widening even further: "What? Opened a rare Advanced Class Change Book from a treasure chest? For real?"

She turned back to Lin Feng, her eyes shining like two stars, her voice filled with a near-coquettish anticipation: "Lord Lin, if I get a treasure chest later, can you help me open it?"

Lin Feng smiled and nodded: "Sure."

Feng Qingyan cheered and jumped up from the ground: "Lord Lin is the best!"

Feng Qingshuang pulled her back from behind and said expressionlessly: "Get a treasure chest first before you talk."

Feng Qingyan glared back at her: "Sister, can you stop pouring cold water on me!"

Feng Qingshuang ignored her.

Jiang Zhaoyue shook her head with a helpless smile on her lips.

She turned to Lin Feng, her tone returning to the steadiness required for official business: "Lord Lin, what are the arrangements for next?"

Lin Feng looked up at the sky. The sun had just fully risen, illuminating the white wilderness paved with shattered bones into a ghastly pale color.

He put away his smile and said seriously: "It's still early. Rest for an hour, then continue moving out. Target: Huian County, five hundred miles to the southwest."

Everyone acknowledged the order in unison and dispersed.