Azure Heaven Saber
Chapter 477 - 477 125 Survival of the Fittest【860】_4

Chapter 477: Chapter 125 Survival of the Fittest【860】_4 Chapter 477: Chapter 125 Survival of the Fittest【860】_4 She had been at the top of the Purple Crystal rankings for quite some time. She only needed to kill one King Rank target to easily level up.

But such targets were not easy to find. Their difficulty to kill was secondary; the key was that each one was extremely slippery, possessing countless methods of escape and showing high skill in evasion.

So far, Dong Xiaoyan had attempted more than a dozen targets. Even with all her methods, she could at most severely injure them and was unable to prevent them from escaping.

Things got worse after she lost Ice Phoenix. Dong Xiaoyan was extremely troubled by this.

Now, in this dense forest, there were as many as twenty or thirty King Ranked targets!

This naturally filled Dong Xiaoyan with joy.

She hadn’t known what to expect, but now she found many pleasant surprises and more kept coming.

She was determined, if she didn’t level up this time, it would be an injustice!

With achieved excitement, Dong Xiaoyan commenced her hunting journey.

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Feng Yin carefully navigated through the dense forest. Most of the areas he passed through were ravaged, transformed beyond recognition.

Signs of fierce battles were left everywhere.

There were casual, hastily-made mounds of soil where you could still see a pair of feet protruding from under some of them.

Each of these scenes filled Feng Yin with shock and fear.

All this in just two short days. What exactly had happened here?

How did things change so drastically…how did it become like this?

Another sudden roar erupted, followed closely by the sounds of battle and screams of agony. A figure stumbled and fled, closely pursued by two men.

Seeing this, Feng Yin quickly hid himself. This was not a matter he could intervene in with his small physique.

From behind, he heard the men shouting fiercely, “Hold it, Wenmou! Hand over your life!”

As the man in front ran, he tried to explain, “I really am not… Ah!”

But he didn’t finish his sentence before he was caught, his head chopped off with a ‘plop’.

The two men then searched the body, divvied up the seized possessions, tucked away their shares into their bags, and remarked, “Turns out this guy really wasn’t Wenmou. If you’re not Wenmou why did you run? Why didn’t you just explain?”

Immediately, they dug a shallow pit with a punch, kicked the body and head into it, and covered it with soil. They performed these actions very smoothly as if they were practiced hands.

After which, they nonchalantly left.

Hidden, Feng Yin stood there in shock, “If I didn’t mishear them, they seemed to be shouting… Wenmou?”

What the hell… did they just do?

This process, it’s a little too… unconventional, isn’t it?

In less than half an hour, Feng Yin witnessed several similar incidents.

Basically, one person would run while another one pursued. The pursuer would shout, “Wenmou, where are you going!”

Then they’d catch up, behead the guy, seize his possessions, split the loot, and leave, muttering, “Damn it, not Wenmou again! Why did you run, you could have explained…”

Feng Yin was dumbfounded by these absurd performances!

This…this…this…

Then, there was the upgraded version of this scenario—

Two groups faced each other, one side shouting, “There must be Wenmou among those people!”

The other side retorting, “Wenmou is among them, those others are definitely from Great Qin, protecting Wenmou.”

Clang, clang, clang, sounds of battle ensued. One side was annihilated. The victors then collected the spoils and buried the bodies, lamenting, “Damn it, it wasn’t Wenmou…”

Before they could finish their sentence,

A barrage of hidden weapons suddenly shot out from the dense forest. Unable to dodge, the victors were annihilated.

The ambushers flew over, looted, divided the loot, and buried the bodies.

Regretfully, they said, “None of these people were Wenmou. The sword and wealth are all different from what was reported.”

“At least we’ve gotten something, better than nothing!”

Someone even comforted his companions.

Then again, they disappeared into the forest.

After unintentionally stumbling upon several similar incidents, Feng Yin moved even more cautiously, proceeding with increasing vigilance.

He soon realized: these people were looking for him, but not a single person among them truly knew him.

Becaue no one knew what Wenmou actually looked like.

Although they had an image of Wenmou from the Heavenly Judge’s training, he had changed his appearance as soon as he emerged, making the image they had of him a complete joke!

But, that was no longer the main point!

Everyone was looking for Wenmou, but what Wenmou looked like didn’t matter!

Wenmou indeed had considerable treasure on him and became the first target, but there was only one Wenmou and only one person or group could benefit from him.

There were more living people in this area than just Wenmou, and the wealth they carried was quite substantial, albeit incomparable to the treasure carried by Wenmou!

More importantly, they… were easier to find than Wenmou and easier to kill!

This mentality led to the current chaos: kill whoever you see.

Whether they were Wenmou or not made no difference, killing them was always worth it!