Azure Heaven Saber
Chapter 478 - 478 125 Survival of the Fittest【860】_5

Chapter 478: Chapter 125 Survival of the Fittest【860】_5 Chapter 478: Chapter 125 Survival of the Fittest【860】_5 Though only two days had passed, this area had gradually evolved into a world where the weak were prey to the strong.

Wolves consume humans, simply driven by hunger!

We murder, merely because of an accidental slip of the hand!

We thought you were gentle, though it turns out you’re not. Why have you come to this place, why don’t you explain? If you can’t clarify, you might as well die!

After understanding all this, Feng Yin’s mentality became increasingly unbalanced, a feeling of “I need to rediscover this world” spontaneously springs up.

The cause of all this started with myself,

it began when I obtained certain treasures during the Gold Rank training in the secret realm.

At first, only the Gold Rank assassins of the Heavenly Judge and Chu Country knew the news and immediately blocked the entire territory of Chu Country.

Then, as I failed to break through and returned, circled back around, the news of the endless battles and constantly updated Heavenly Judgment gradually spread throughout the world.

And then… members of various major sects and powers began to arrive.

Perhaps they came for revenge, or perhaps… well, they had other intentions.

In short, this place is now a total chaos.

What Feng Yin doesn’t know is… by now, even if Chu Country wanted to let Gentle go, to end all this in another way, it’s impossible!

Because the elite masters of the second palaces, the Three Mountains, and the four squares and five lakes, are all gathered here.

Some are already here, while others are on their way.

The information obtained from intelligence, combined with the potential substantial benefits, has made everyone’s eyes turn red: the Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures on Gentle, no matter which sect gets them, will lead to a leap forward.

Not just the rise of the younger generation, but also the recovery of the potential of the middle echelons.

Even quite a few of those with access to information have a list.

What spiritual medicine has what effect, what Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures have what efficacy, what it can cure, how many kinds of elixirs it can refine…

The list is clear and understandable.

The exact number of what Gentle possesses… has made the eyes of all the major sects instantly red.

Just as Gentle was ruthlessly killing the targets of Heavenly Judgment, leading to the shattering of the soul jade of some individuals, the elders in the sects became furious and wanted to seek revenge…

Natural as flowing water, it all fell into place.

Everyone is here!

In the beginning, everyone symbolically respected Chu Country, given we’re on their territory.

But once all the major sects arrived, it became their home turf!

Chu Country?

What’s that worth?

With all the top sects here, does the single Chu Country think it can take all the Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures from Gentle?

They must be dreaming!

As for the other sects… get lost — that’s what everyone from each sect was thinking.

This way, Feng Yin’s safety oddly increased.

Because even if he took action, no one would recognize him as long as he did not kill anyone, and there would be no risk of exposing his true identity.

Feng Yin suddenly discovered a blind spot.

Another day passed.

Throughout the entire day, Feng Yin did not hide in tree holes but freely traversed the jungle. He had been involved in more than thirty battles throughout the day, yet killed nobody.

For Killer Gentle, such an occurrence would have been unimaginable in the past!

But now, it was not Gentle, but Feng Yin, Physician Feng!

Of course, among those encounters were also targets of Heavenly Judgment, but since it was Feng Yin, he naturally chose to behave prudently.

Advancement is important, yet how can it compare to one’s life?

And once Wenrou ceases to stir up trouble, it’s akin to storing grains in a silo, hiding a needle in the deep sea. Even those like Mo Yuantu from the Supreme Mountain, who harbour deep animosity towards Wenrou, would be at their wits’ end.

Just who is Wenrou, after all?

This question again began to trouble everyone.

Having abruptly lost his focus, Mo Yuantu’s temper became increasingly volatile, his actions became more and more ruthless and reckless.

Compared to others, he cared more about Wenrou’s death. He still had unvented anger; his wife had died, his son had died. Yet even now, he didn’t have the slightest clue what their killer looked like.

Gradually, many of the people on the Supreme Mountain, including Mo Yuanqing, found their eldest brother’s behavior unbearable and suggested they split up.

After all, the world is vast. Always sticking together, the chances of running into Wenrou was minute.

Splitting up might offer an extra possibility.

The Supreme Mountain sent quite a large number of people this time around. Even if they split up, each group possessed considerable power.

Mo Yuantu straightforwardly agreed. Splitting up meant no one could hold him back anymore.

Not long after they split up, the two Supreme Mountain forces each fought a few battles.

Feng Yin still primarily relied on hiding, which became increasingly relaxed.

That night, he hid behind a large rock and witnessed from a distance Mo Yuantu leading about seventy people from the Supreme Mountain in robbing other sect members.

They were too far apart, so Feng Yin didn’t dare get too close to the scene, and he couldn’t hear clearly which sect’s forces were under attack, but it appeared that Mo Yuantu had offered them a way to survive…

Fern Yin couldn’t help but regret what he saw.

But the next moment…

A feeling of alarm rose from within.

Feng Yin instinctively extended his hand, and a slender snake was caught between his fingers.

The snake had a triangular, sharply pointed head that was extremely fierce. It kept flicking its tongue, its body twisting, and its body color was surprisingly smooth as jade.

Feng Yin broke out in a cold sweat.

Could this be… a Ghostly Soul Snake?

This species was one of the nine absolutely poisonous creatures acknowledged in the world!

These snakes had a long lifespan, but before they underwent the Demon Transformation, their bodies would always remain as thick as a chopstick, around two feet long, very similar to ordinary poisonous snakes.

Only the color of their skin would change, becoming increasingly magical.

When they’re first born, they’re gray. Over time, they gradually turn black, a pure ink-like color. Afterward, with every hundred years of shedding, their natural color changes. After seven transitions through seven different colors, they finally turn into the pure color of jade.

The snake in Feng Yin’s hand had already turned half its body into a color similar to mutton-fat white jade, an indication that it had a rather long lifespan and was only decades away from achieving full growth.

This type of snake moves astonishingly fast, almost shadowless and traceless. As it ages, it can effortlessly change its body color to blend into its surroundings, making it hard to detect its presence. It moves silently, but once it bites, the person can turn into a ghost within moments.

By the time the Ghostly Soul Snake becomes entirely jade-colored and bites someone, the person would immediately decompose into a pool of pus, beyond any hope of treatment.

And this is exactly where the Ghostly Soul Snake gets its name.

Feng Yin never thought he would have such bad luck to come across this thing, and what’s worse—a nearly fully mature, jade-colored Ghostly Soul Snake.

If he came across it in normal times, it would be a good thing. Relying on his ability, he could potentially acquire a very powerful helper.

But right now… Hell, I’m in hiding!

There are formidable enemies nearby, the kind that are irreconcilable!

Feng Yin made a decisive move. As he squeezed his fingers, he intended to choke the snake dead, to resolve the issue once and for all.

But unexpectedly, the snake body slipped out with a hiss. It wasn’t choked into two parts by Feng Yin’s fingers!

Just during this brief interval, Mo Yuantu had already arrived against the wind.

He yelled angrily, “Who’s there, skulking around? Show yourself!”

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[Tomorrow I’m celebrating my wife’s birthday, so tomorrow’s update will be very late, or possibly won’t happen. I’ll try my best to write, so everyone doesn’t need to wait.]