Azure Heaven Saber
Chapter 408 - 408 95 The Last 10 Days

Chapter 408: Chapter 95: The Last 10 Days Chapter 408: Chapter 95: The Last 10 Days “…”

Everyone fell silent immediately, engrossed in an awkward atmosphere.

Is there a problem? You really have the nerve to ask that.

“So you’re saying that Wen Rou, in just over half a year, went from a mere Iron Rank, passing through Bronze, Silver, and Gold Levels, to being among the top ranks of the Gold Level? Just half a year? Barely more than half a year?”

After mulling over for a moment, the crowd raised a series of questions.

“Yeah, exactly. Didn’t I just explain it that way?”

Xu the Fourth spread his hands guiltlessly, saying, “Is there a problem? She leveled up faster than us, I’ve never denied that!”

“What I said was the truth.”

Over six hundred people stared at the brothers as they collectively sighed.

Speaking such a truth, not many people have the guts to do so.

They were in shock but also admired the carefree attitude of the brothers.

Setting that aside, their resilience was truly exceptional.

They actually… just chalked it up to being slightly faster? Didn’t deny?

In the past, you both were at the Iron Rank. In just half a year, Wen Rou shot up from Iron to Gold Rank like a rocket.

On the other hand, you guys have been staying in place at the Iron Rank!

You guys call this ‘just slightly faster’!

Is this a minor issue? This ‘slight’ difference is a bit too big.

You say you didn’t deny it, but how can you deny such a huge gap, guys!

“Let’s forget about Wen Rou’s rapid leveling up for now.”

The class leader sighed, patted Xu the Third who had sunken his head into his pants, and then patted an innocent-faced Xu Dadi, praising, “No matter what, your attitudes are truly open-minded.”

Xu the Fourth smiled foolishly: “Being open-minded is my life philosophy.”

“Very good, very good!”

The crowd shook their heads and sighed with a face full of blessings: “Keep it up, keep it up!”

“Thank you all for the praise.”

Xu the Fourth, beaming with joy, gave a fist and palm salute: “In future encounters in the world, I hope my brothers will support my journey.”

The crowd forced a hollow laugh, their faces twisted, and they dispersed.

Support your journey?

I definitely can’t support you.

I simply can’t support you two.

You two good-for-nothings, Wen Rou has advanced millions of levels in just half a year, while you two are standing still, looking proud and conceited.

How can I support you?

How do you want me to support you?

In future, never mention that I know you two.

Being associated with you two, might not cause much harm, but it’s extremely humiliating!

Everyone eager to leave these two was suddenly struck by another emotion.

Wen Rou, the boss on the other side, is really a genius. Her rapid rise is like a comet, launching straight into the sky. It’s really too fast.

She’s on the verge of reaching the Jade Rank. Since the legends of Anping continent began, probably no legend has reached this level.

Even Qing Ming the Great from the past, probably was just at this level, right?

If she continues at this promotion rate, provided she doesn’t die or end prematurely, what position she can reach and what kind of achievements she will make in the future are unimaginable!

Everyone went back to their places and deeply pondered.

Now, the critical question is about making a choice; whether to take a gamble that Wen Rou can survive the harassment of several major powers.

If she survives… she will undoubtedly become a legend.

And this future legend, appears yet to have built her own base?

This question deserves some deep thought.

If I join her now, offering her support when needed, in return for future benefits, this would be morally right. But if I join her at the peak of her power… it will be seen as an opportunistic act!

This… this…

This seems like… a small opportunity. I’m a bit excited.

Should I go along with this impulse?

Following such a legendary character is inherently risky. To achieve great things, countless comrades and brothers have to fall.

But as long as I survive, I will be part of a rising star!

If one person becomes a saint, even his pets ascend to heaven!

As long as you dare to invest and your investment target ultimately achieves success, the future returns could be enormous.

Of course, the present investment capital is your life. Once you trip and fall, it’ll be all over!

Is it worth it, is it not worth it?

Dare to take the risk, or not?

Everyone is seriously considering this issue, with a heavy heart.

The Class Leader, however, has a slightly deeper perspective.

He sat in his seat, his brow furrowed in thought, adding another layer to his evaluation of Wen Rou.

“If Wen Rou doesn’t die, in the future, can she reach the Nine Colors Supreme level?!”

As the class leader thought to himself, a light ignited in his eyes.

He then closed his eyes solemnly, having clearly made a decision, resolved on a plan.

Dying uncertainly on a mission or dying at Wen Rou’s side, both death scenes are uncertainly close.

Although there may be a difference, the difference is minor; it is only a matter of how you die!

Being by Gentle’s side, she would certainly face countless dangers in the future. On her own journey, every mission she undertook was always accompanied by danger!

In the end, the worst-case scenario was nothing more than death!

At most, all she would risk was her life.

So, why not seize this opportunity and give it her all?

If she died, well, to hell with it!

But if she continued to live, she might just upset everyone’s plans!

Given this, why not give it a try!

Let’s do it!

Finally, the last phase of the gold rank training, also the most perilous one, started.

All the participants were sent into Wutong Mountain. The goal was to survive for ten days on their own!

Furthermore, only those who managed to walk out alive were considered to have successfully completed the training – to stay alive and walk out relying on their abilities.

Both conditions were indispensable.

If you managed to stay alive but were carried out, you were eliminated. Or if you didn’t ‘walk’ out but ‘crawled’ out, you were also eliminated.

The rules set up by Heavenly Judge were inflexible.

Nitpicking was the norm.

As for those who couldn’t make it out alive… Well, ignore them.

On top of that, all those who managed to make it out alive would have their final accomplishments tallied and ranked!

The number of Fire Crows killed was the standard for competition; the one who killed the most won!

In this ranking, regardless of who came first in all the previous tasks, it counted as ten points. The number of Fire Crows killed counted as ninety points.

Put it another way, if the previous first place killed ninety crows, that would count as ninety points. If someone else killed ninety-nine, the previous first place would still keep their position.

If someone killed one hundred crows, and the previous first place’s total was also one hundred, the previous first place would remain first.

In other words: if the scores were the same the previously cumulated score wins.

This is a fair explanation.

The strength of the individual Fire Crows ranged from the initial human-level to anything between rank one and rank nine. However, even the strongest Fire Crow couldn’t break through to an earth-ranked Fire Crow.

The strength of the Fire Crows perfectly corresponded to the cultivation level of a Gold-Rank Assassin of the Heavenly Judge.

Apart from their own cultivation base, Fire Crows also possessed the ability to fly and command black crows with a lower cultivation base, making them quite formidable.

Compared to Fire Crows, even if you killed a billion ordinary black crows controlled by them, you’d still earn no points!

The Heavenly Judgment on each person automatically recorded the number of Fire Crows killed, making fraud impossible!

“Death is inevitable, don’t blame me! Prepare yourselves! Start!”

With the order given, all of the assassins broke up, disappearing into the dense fog.

“Take care, boss Gentle!”

“Take care, squad leader!”

“Take care, brothers!”

…

On the other hand, Crow Emperor sent out the same order at the same time.

“All Fire Crows within Wutong Mountain are to engage in battle, initiate attacks independently.”

“The one who kills the most Golden Badge Assassins will receive a generous reward, along with exclusive training from a Greater Demon of the Demon King rank and enough resources to improve to the Heavenly Level…”

“The top one hundred will enjoy similar privileges, decreased respectively according to their ranking.”

“The top three hundred…”

“In this battle, life and death are predestined, and wealth is decreed by Heaven. If you die, you die!”

…

The Gold Badge training set up by Heavenly Judge has always been more than mere training for their assassins. It’s also a test for the Crow Clan!

A survival-of-the-fittest contest to select the best.

This was true for the Crow Clan, and equally true for the Gold Badge Assassins.

In essence, this battle did not discriminate between races. Whether a Fire Crow or a human, they were all living beings. Or one might say, they were all just numbers!

The Heavenly Judge did not mind how many assassins they lost during the final training.

The Crow Emperor did not care about how many Fire Crows would die.

If they all died, so what? They would just hold more training next time – this was the attitude of both sides.

Once inside, it was a fight to the death!

The grand array of Wutong Mountain was also activated at that moment, with assassins and Fire Crows alike entering the heart of the mountain to face a ten-day battle on the brink of life and death.

The spatial array was also activated.

The instructors, including the Chief Instructor who had never shown his face, left the battle zone and gathered in the Crow Emperor’s residence, chatting over tea in perfect harmony.

All the higher-ranked crows above the Fire Crows were also here, talking and laughing, occasionally sparring a little. The atmosphere was relaxed, showing no signs of tension or disagreement between the two species.

Gossip and internal secrets from both sides were discussed openly.

The inner workings of the monster race and the human race were freely spoken of, with no one holding back.

A rare occasion to unwind.

At this moment, everyone was waiting for a result, one they had experienced so many times they had grown numb to it.

Even if it resulted in total annihilation, neither of the leaders would pay much mind to it. They had gone through it too many times to care.

However, not everyone was calm. Those instructors from Great Qin were worried about Feng Yin.

I hope that Gentle Laddy doesn’t die.

If he dies here, we’re likely to be skinned alive when we go back.