Absolute Destiny Game
Chapter 203 - 60: Supreme Divine Skill, A Sliver of Immortal Fate

Chapter 203: Chapter 60: Supreme Divine Skill, A Sliver of Immortal Fate

The saber technique of the White Ape is indeed a Supreme Divine Skill!

Xiao Jie felt an overwhelming surge of ecstasy in his heart, thinking that he was finally going to soar to the skies.

The Martial Arts in this game are divided into five levels.

Basic Martial Arts, Intermediate Martial Arts, Advanced Martial Arts, Rare Techniques, and Supreme Divine Skills.

The Gale Saber Technique is merely an Intermediate Martial Art.

He had never seen a Supreme Divine Skill in the entire auction house, and even the worst Rare Technique could sell for thousands of taels of silver.

The value of the Supreme Divine Skill was self-evident.

As long as he learned it, and from it, grasped a secret technique, defeating higher-level foes wouldn’t be a difficult task.

With this in mind, Xiao Jie immediately accepted the task without a second thought.

"Senior Yuan, leave this matter to me, I will definitely get to the bottom of it for you."

After accepting the task, he did not set out immediately, as it was a death game, where a single misstep could lead to disaster, so he had to thoroughly understand the risks involved.

Especially since White Ape had mentioned that one should not stay long in the fog, which certainly sounded problematic.

"Senior Yuan, why don’t you go and inquire yourself?" Xiao Jie couldn’t help asking.

White Ape sighed, "Do you think I haven’t tried? But those two said that our destiny together had ended, and we could no longer meet. I tried several times but each time I couldn’t traverse the fog to reach that mountain peak. I could only wander in the mist, now I can only rely on you."

Xiao Jie asked, "Is there any danger in the fog?"

"For me, it’s extremely perilous. For you, well, not so much. Just remember not to pay attention to the things in the mist, and don’t linger in there. Just keep moving forward and you should be safe."

Seeing White Ape speak with such certainty, Xiao Jie felt a bit more at ease. Although NPCs could deceive, it seemed that White Ape was quite honest and probably wouldn’t lie.

"Don’t worry, Senior Yuan, wait here, I’m setting off now!"

After eating a piece of Roasted Meat to restore his Energy and satiety and readying his status, he dashed into the fog ahead.

Upon entering the fog, Xiao Jie immediately activated his Galloping Skill and went into a Frenzy, running through the mist. Strangely, even though he was on the mountaintop, the ground beneath him was flat, and the land surprisingly vast; he ran for several minutes without escaping the extent of the fog.

Xiao Jie had a clear understanding in his heart; since this was an extraordinary adventure, it surely involved supernatural elements. He might have entered some special realm.

A prompt suddenly flashed across the screen.

[System notification: You have entered the special map ’Wangliu River.’]

Wangliu River? That sounded ominous. Taking no chances, Xiao Jie continued his frantic run while vigilantly observing his surroundings.

Thankfully, the directional feature on the mini-map was still functional. He just needed to keep running south.

As he ran, a figure suddenly appeared in the fog ahead – a middle-aged man dressed as a swordsman, carrying a long sword with a blank expression. Upon seeing Xiao Jie, he hurriedly approached him.

Forgotten Swordsman: "Young man, what place is this? Can you help me find my way out?"

Xiao Jie dared not pause even for a moment, remembering what White Ape had said: not to pay heed to the ’things’ in the mist, which indicated that the person before him might not actually be a normal human.

He bypassed the figure and continued his Frenzy. Soon another figure appeared in the mist, this time a beautifully dressed, frail-looking woman with a sad expression.

Oddly enough, the woman’s body appeared translucent, almost see-through.

She hurriedly blocked Xiao Jie’s way.

Forgotten Maiden: "Kind sir, please stop. I accidentally got lost here, please help me to find my way out, I will reward you handsomely afterwards."

Xiao Jie became even more cautious and kept running.

The fog grew thicker, reducing visibility to just a few meters.

Suddenly another figure entered his view, a person clad in black leather armor, carrying twin swords, and looking panicky. Upon seeing Xiao Jie, the figure shouted.

Forgotten Returning Villager: "Oh brother, I finally see a living person, hurry, take me out of here!"

A Returning Villager? Oh, there was another player?

Or not, it might be a system-generated NPC... created to confuse him.

But whether a player or not, Xiao Jie did not hesitate, and sped up again. The Forgotten Returning Villager actually chased after him.

"Don’t run, brother, take me with you... take me with you..."

Xiao Jie activated Grass Flying, and the other kept up the pace, shouting intermittently in a fading voice, "Take me with... take me... take me... leave..." as if the signal was poor, coming and going in bursts.

The figure appeared to flicker in and out of existence within the fog, like something out of a horror movie.

Xiao Jie, terrified, leaped skyward.

Flying Cloud Chasing Moon! A triple leap in the clouds, bounding towards the east in the sky. When he finally landed, the figure was nowhere in sight.

Xiao Jie, filled with uncertainty, thought to himself, what in the world were these ghostly beings?

This was not a place to linger. He accelerated once more.

After running for another fifteen minutes, the fog gradually dissipated.

System notification: You have left Wangliu River.

Xiao Jie breathed a sigh of relief. As he completely escaped the extent of the fog, indeed, a mountain peak appeared before him, surrounded by swirling clouds and clad with extraordinary flowers and herbs, blooming in vibrant colors amidst the clouds, beautifying the surroundings like a fairyland.

Behind, in the fog, a narrow path leading down the mountain was faintly visible.

A stone path followed the slope upward, winding its way to the mountaintop, where indeed stood an ancient, octagonal pavilion.