Sword Shatters Stars

Chapter 46 Greed, Trust, Deception
Lin Xiufeng and Zhao Youyue wanted to get away in time, but as soon as they turned around, the person behind them attacked them by gouging out their eyes!

Even though Lin Xiufeng was prepared, he had never seen such a method before!

The artillery fist strikes at full speed without regard for anything else!
At that moment, Lin Xiufeng and Zhao Youyue had no time to think!
Just as the attacker's finger, poking into the eye, was about to pierce the man's face, the Cannon Fist, carrying a large amount of Heavenly Martial Power, slammed into the man's face!
The powerful impact sent the man flying. Lin Xiufeng felt that the enemy's finger was only a few centimeters away from his eye.

If their arms hadn't been longer, they would have been blinded!
However, because the scattered Heavenly Martial Power had knocked people away to a greater distance, Lin Xiufeng himself didn't absorb much of it, not even enough to compensate for the losses from the Cannonball Fist. The rest was absorbed by the mist.

"Hurry!" Lin Xiufeng grabbed the still-frightened Zhao Youyue and ran.

Zhao Youyue had just been attacked and her neck was punched, but she barely escaped death. Only then did she realize how terrifying it is to be ambushed!
'Never be ambushed again!'

Suddenly seeing unfamiliar faces in the mist, Lin Xiufeng and Zhao Youyue acted simultaneously!
He punched the man in the face and then punched him in the throat!
The man was sent flying backward and disappeared into the mist.

The two didn't bother to pursue, and rushed around to the rendezvous point behind the Mist Spirit King, where they met Fang Yuan and his group who had safely returned.

At this moment, the chaos is affecting more and more people.

Those who were close to the Mist Spirit King, supported by bamboo, fell off and were forced into the melee, making the situation even more chaotic.

The initial attack targeted those around the Mist Spirit King, but as things got chaotic, it escalated into a free-for-all.

The five regiments under Wang Guan's command wanted to withdraw after successfully causing chaos.

Some of them got caught in the middle of the battlefield, forced to fight, and once they started, they couldn't get out.

Some people were suddenly kicked forward and crashed into the fighting, where they were attacked by two or three people at once.

These combatants were all ruthless and vicious, their sole aim being to take lives.

Five regiments, dozens of people.

One-third were unable to escape, and another third were sent to the battlefield.

When the remaining dozen or so people evacuated to the rendezvous point, two-thirds of them suddenly attacked and surrounded the other third.

"Damn it! What are you doing?!"

"Your mission is complete, it's time to die!"

"The fewer people there are, the more power they absorb. Don't you understand this principle?"

"You guys are useless in the village all the time, you get little work and lots of benefits, I've wanted to kill you for a long time!"

"Blame the crown!"

Ten against five, and with a calculated attack on their own, they took them all down in no time, killing them all without mercy.

The remaining ten exchanged smiles. They were all responsible for running around outside, finding the areas where Tianwu Po was active, and spreading news about the Misty Forest.

Running around is the most tiring job. I already hate those who stay in the village and comfortably run their shops.

"Next, everyone continue patrolling. If you see anyone running away, kill them. Every monk less means more porridge!"

"Got it!"

The ten people, in pairs, moved around to patrol the perimeter of the melee area.

However, they did not see many people from Shanwang Village who had escaped.

The fighting around the Mist Spirit King became increasingly fierce.

Until the number of people dwindled, and it became clear that there was no need to continue the fighting.

The Crown Kings and the ten surviving members of the Fifth Regiment suddenly attacked those who had stopped, shouting in a serious tone:

"Why did you launch a sneak attack! You were clearly capable of defeating the Mist Spirit King!"

"Less people means less food! Don't you understand that?"

"Damn it, how dare they launch a sneak attack! We're a whole regiment!"

"So what if we're in the same regiment?"

In more than a dozen places, similar shouts were heard one after another. Those who had intended to stop were afraid of being next and were forced to attack others.

The fighting just wouldn't stop.

Hearing these commotions, Lin Xiufeng and his group could only helplessly continue to wait.

They tried to unite those people...

But as Fang Yuan predicted, the lack of trust and the disorganized state made it difficult to unite people and easy to sow discord.

Suddenly, Lin Xiufeng had a flash of inspiration and took the lead in approaching the Mist Spirit King.

Not long after they walked, they heard the voices of Wang Guan and Qian Qian, the vice leader of the King's Team.

"The five-team plan went smoothly, ten teams remain. The King's Team also succeeded in creating chaos, but the person who caused trouble just now seems to be You Lin Feiyue."

"Even if you don't die in the chaos, you're useless." Wang Guan didn't care much.

"Everything is going exactly as you planned. You're amazing!"

Qianqian's tone was full of admiration.

"That's human nature. At the end of last year, seventy-three people survived the fog draining them dry, but thirty-three died in the struggle to monopolize the Fog Spirit King. If I hadn't stepped forward then, everyone would still be fighting each other." Wang Guan's tone was smug.

"This year's Mist Spirit King is so big, how many levels can it break through?"

"There weren't this many people last year, and the Mist Spirit King was only two meters tall. Given the situation this year, as long as the plan goes smoothly, I guarantee you'll master the Heavenly Martial Heart!"

"I'll go check the situation again!"

Qianqian went off excitedly.

Ren Xing suddenly darted out, but Fang Yuan grabbed him.

Ren Xing's impatient gesture clearly indicated that he wanted to take advantage of the situation to launch a surprise attack and seize the crown.

However, this is too risky. If the crown belongs to a Heavenly Warrior, he will surely die!
Lin Xiufeng waved his hand repeatedly, also advising Ren Xing to abandon his risky actions.

But she was also secretly surprised by Ren Xing's audacity; she seemed truly unafraid of death, daring to try even in this situation.

Even though several people tried to persuade him, Ren Xing insisted on his own opinion.

Lin Xiufeng leaned close to Ren Xing's ear and whispered:
"Don't rush, let others take the risk."

Ren Xing was stunned for a moment before giving up, but he was wondering who should try it.

Lin Xiufeng took the lead, and the group waited patiently for a while longer.

Qianqian ran back to report.

"The King's Team and the Ten-Man Group patrolled several times, killing seven of them. All the outsiders have been wiped out."

"And then?" Wang Guan asked, her tone somewhat displeased.

Qianqian quickly said, "Just as planned, the group of ten all thought they were the only ones who received your orders, so they attacked each other. The five who survived were also dealt with by the King's Team as planned."

"Those four good-for-nothings in our group need to be gotten rid of. Which of us would want to share the Mist Spirit King with them?"

"I'll do it right away."

Qianqian obeyed and left.

Zhao Youyue listened to these words and found it hard to believe that such obvious methods had actually been successfully implemented step by step.
Even now, Qianqian is still so loyal and confident in carrying out orders?
The members of the King's Team are repeating the same deadly path of the five teams by killing more than they can kill!

Zhao Youyue couldn't help but whisper in Lin Xiufeng's ear:
"Why? Are they all idiots?"

Lin Xiufeng whispered in his ear:

"It's easy to understand. If I asked you to kill your teammate, you wouldn't agree, simply because your bottom line wouldn't allow you to do such a thing. But deep down, don't you firmly believe—you're different from them? Firmly believe I would never kill you afterward?"

These words really woke Zhao Youyue up!

Lin Xiufeng had read "Love and Blood" since she was a child and remembered a line from it:

'Speak of feelings to those who value emotions, speak of interests to those who value self-interest, and sometimes appeal to emotions, sometimes to self-interest, when the latter is unclear.'

The conspiracy behind the crown, for example, is not particularly sophisticated in itself; its brilliance lies in its manipulation of human nature.

Everyone who received the order must have felt: 'Because of my relationship with the Crown, I'm different.'

They only came to their senses when they completed their mission and were then dealt with by another group of companions who felt 'different'.

However, it was too late then.

The key to Wang Guan's success lies in the trust these people have in their friendships, or in the public image he has cultivated over the years.

The essence behind it is human emotion.

Wang Guan did not design the conspiracy from a rational perspective, but rather manipulated human nature from an emotional perspective.

Unless there is no trust in the crown and no genuine emotion, reason has no room to function.

Many scams in the world are based on the same principle.

Greed and trust are the foundation of deception.

How to solve it?

No, as long as there is affection and love, it is impossible to be completely immune.

"So, it's not that they're stupid..."

This was not the right time, but Zhao Youyue still whispered these words in Lin Xiufeng's ear.

"Therefore, you should trust people who have principles and are trustworthy. If you are wrong, just consider it a lesson learned. If you are wrong and there is no chance left, then accept it."

'I still want to believe you...' Zhao Youyue thought to herself as she gazed at Lin Xiufei.

until--

Ren Xing, unable to bear it any longer, put his hands on their shoulders, glared angrily at each of them, and then looked at the mist ahead.

It's clearly a reminder: Is this a place for chatting? Is this a place for chatting? Is this it?

(End of this chapter)