Sword Shatters Stars

Chapter 40 The Mist Spirits of the Mist Forest Mountains

After listening to the information provided by the verifier, Ma Jin exclaimed:

"Those who spend more money receive different treatment; they even revealed key information."

“It’s only right to pay money to get things done.” Zhao Youyue thought it was perfectly reasonable.

"The rich are different."

Ren Xing's tone was sarcastic, seemingly harboring some resentment towards the wealthy, and he added:

"I think the people who climbed up the cliff are more impressive."

Lin Xiufeng leaped onto the pillar stone peak, spotted the next spot, and jumped again.

Looking down into the abyss, and considering the distance between the misty forest mountains and the abyss separated by the surrounding cliffs, he felt that anyone who climbed up there was a truly ruthless person!
They avoided being fleeced in Shanwang Village and gained an advantage by entering the market early.

"Such a person is indeed very courageous. But to take risks for a slight advantage in entering the market is like risking one's life for a small gain, which is not worthy of praise."

As Zhao Youyue spoke, she followed Lin Xiufei and leaped. The pillar stone peak was just big enough for one person to stand on, but it would be crowded with more than one person.

"Why come here if you're afraid to risk your life? You might as well just lie down on Blue Star!"

Ren Xing and Zhao Youyue seem to have some conflicting views. It's not that they're targeting each other, but they just happen to have opposite ideas while talking.

"Coming in to risk one's life for the power of Heavenly Martial Arts is a momentous matter; dying in the abyss for an advantage at the entrance is a petty gain. How can they be the same?"

"Theories are all there, but is reality like that? Is fighting and risking one's life a big deal or a small gain?"

Seeing that Ren Xing was getting angry, Fang Yuan chimed in to calm him down:
"It is obvious that the battle is a matter of life and death."

"You're siding with outsiders!" Ren Xing shouted angrily at the front, "Can the deputy commander jump a little faster? You're so slow!"

Zhao Youyue then ignored her.

The speed clearly did not depend on her, nor on Lin Xiufeng in front of her.

Because there was a whole line of people who jumped ahead of him!

In fact, Lin Xiufeng and Zhao Youyue also felt that the people in front of them were jumping too slowly.

But looking at Liu Qingqing, it took her half a minute to muster the courage for each jump, and Ma Jin had to cheer her on from behind.

The people behind Ma Jin were impatiently urging him on.

The fog grew thicker and thicker, and by the time we reached the thirtieth pillar-shaped stone peak, the next peak was already somewhat blurry.

Fortunately, there were only thirty-three pillar-shaped stone peaks in total, so after another jump, we landed on solid ground.

A forest path between two mountains, nestled between cliffs.

The fog is thicker here, and visibility is less than two meters.

Walking in thick fog, you can't help but look around, afraid that danger might suddenly appear.

The group of six waited for a while in a more open area, and then the Crown Kings arrived, and they waited together again.

Only when all thirteen allied groups had assembled did they continue their journey in a grand procession.

Surrounded by companions, the dense fog didn't seem so scary anymore.

Zhao Youyue clung to Lin Xiufei's arm, remaining wary of her surroundings.

They're supposed to be allies, but what if they suddenly attack them?
Having witnessed the wickedness of human nature, Zhao Youyue could no longer trust any so-called alliance that had no binding force.

The group of people crossed four mountains in a grand procession, and on the fifth mountain, they found that everyone from before was already there.

So they decided to continue onward, and wait at a certain distance in the sixth mountain for the mist spirit to appear.

Many of the allies had visited last year, and after the crown gathered the information, it gave a general overview of the situation in Mist Spirit.

"Mist spirits are conspicuous; they can be detected within a considerable range once they appear. Absorption takes time, so be wary of sneak attacks, especially from ruthless cliff climbers who are known for their deadly attacks!"

"Dense fog absorbs the scattered Heavenly Martial Power, so the Heavenly Martial Power from fighting cannot spread out. If anything happens, be sure to call out and send a message!"

"The principle of mutual assistance is simple: no fighting or grabbing, and unity with the outside world."

"If any group encounters an attack and can't handle it, they can ask for help. Nearby groups that have helped each other can share the Fog Spirit."

Everyone shouted in agreement, and the sheer force of their voices in the thick fog caused some of the later arrivals to abandon their plans to stay on the mountain.

The six members of the Youlin Feiyue group huddled together, quietly waiting for the mist spirit to appear.

Three hours passed in this way.

Suddenly, everyone's vision became even worse!
The dark-colored fog grew even thicker!
Along with this, there was a clearly perceptible energy fluctuation!

Lin Xiufeng hurriedly got up and started running, pushing through the thick fog that had been illuminated. After only six steps, he saw a ball of colorful light floating silently in the fog. "Quick!"

Lin Xiufeng gathered his strength and, using the artillery punch technique from his diary, deliberately squeezed out a lot of the Heavenly Martial Power within his body, filling his arm, and smashed it with all his might at Wuling!
The moment it struck, the Mist Spirit unleashed a massive amount of Heavenly Martial Power, which surged into Lin Xiufeng's body through his fist.

Zhao Youyue's cannon punch landed right after hitting Wuling!

Then came Ren Xing, Fang Yuan, Ma Jin, and Liu Qingqing.

Six people surrounded the mist spirit and attacked her continuously, but they still felt it was a bit crowded.

Four groups of people arrived one after another, and Lin Xiufeng called out their numbers as agreed.

But as agreed, the members of the four groups did not fight over the items, and each went their own way to find other Mist Spirits.

This made Zhao Youyue breathe a sigh of relief.

Ren Xing couldn't help but say, "I didn't expect them to be so trustworthy!"

"There are many Mist Spirits at the moment, so everyone's alliance should be effective. When there are fewer Mist Spirits, we will have to be more careful, and we may even be able to hunt people down."

Lin Xiufeng had considered this clearly from the moment he agreed to cooperate: the essence of an alliance is that it takes effect when there are common interests.

As time goes by, shared interests diminish, and the system will inevitably become ineffective.

"Then, what should we do?"

Liu Qingqing turned her head tremblingly, as if someone was about to attack her.

Lin Xiufeng realized that he, as the regimental commander, still had much to learn, and it was inappropriate to bring up this topic so early.

"Not so fast yet, I'll remind you. Focus on absorbing the Mist Spirit."

"Oh!" Liu Qingqing felt much more at ease, and Ma Jin comforted her again, saying, "I will keep an eye on your back."

"Mmm!" Liu Qingqing felt even more relieved.

Several people surrounded the Mist Spirit and continued to attack it, only to find that this thing was like the Armadillo King, completely unable to fight back.

When attacked, it spews out a burst of Heavenly Martial Energy. This energy cannot spread out; the vast majority is directly absorbed by the attacker, and the remainder is absorbed by the mist, making the mist even thicker.

The total strength of a single Mist Spirit is nowhere near comparable to that of the Armadillo King.

In Lin Xiufeng's eyes, the artillery punch generated far more martial power than ordinary attacks!

Zhao Youyue attempted a high-frequency attack, lasting for thirty seconds, which, compared to the Heavenly Martial Power absorbed by the two, was even greater than the Cannon Fist, which had been accumulating power for too long.

After receiving confirmation from Lin Xiufei, Zhao Youyue immediately shared:

"The most efficient way is to find a balance between power and speed, and not to keep using cannon punches."

Fang Yuan had also been trying it out quietly, and the conclusion was the same: he felt that the deputy commander was a reliable person.

The Heavenly Martial Power contained within the Mist Spirit is limited; keeping the insights hidden and not sharing them will undoubtedly allow one to absorb more.

Ren Xing looked at him with surprise and said with newfound respect:
"You're a decent deputy regimental commander; you're quite selfless."

"We are a team, and making progress together is always the best option."

That's exactly what Zhao Youyue thought.

Lin Xiufeng thought this idea was correct. Team members must form a close relationship based on shared interests in order to unite as one.

During his trial, Lin Xiufeng had a sudden inspiration and discovered a new method.

"One punch delivers a continuous high-frequency attack, while the other punch is a charged cannon-like punch, greatly improving efficiency."

Several people tried it and saw a significant improvement.

Ren Xing exclaimed with delight, "It can be used in a fight too!"

At this moment, the mist spirit suddenly shrank in size, becoming a tiny colored light bead.

Lin Xiufeng waited deliberately, and sure enough, no one saw the light bead.

He saw the light orb land lightly, while the surrounding light mist slowly gathered inside.

'Could it be that if given enough time, it might form a mist spirit?'

Lin Xiufeng guessed, bent down to pick up the light bead, and put it into the zippered pocket.

Zhao Youyue led the way and didn't notice Lin Xiufeng's spontaneous move to cover the rear.

Ren Xing looked back curiously and saw Lin Xiufeng looking around and following behind. He wondered what Lin Xiufeng had just done.

(End of this chapter)