Divine Beast Creator
Chapter 339 Flexibility_1

Chapter 339: Chapter 339 Flexibility_1

"Grandpa Hu, I’ll stay close to him," Mo Ling assured, seeing the hesitation in Hu Weng’s eyes.

Mo Ling knew Hu Weng was worried about her. She stepped forward and volunteered to stay by Feng Yuan’s side, aware that her current strength was insufficient to tackle even a lone special beast. In the Dynasty Era without a Beast Taming contract, her body was not yet capable of accommodating the power of the Hundred Flowers Demon. The Blue Butterfly Demon fluttered from Mo Ling’s shoulder, circled around Hu Weng, and then gently landed back on her.

After much thought, Hu Weng agreed to Feng Yuan’s suggestion. He threw Hu Weng a Crystal Stone capable of summoning a Sandboard Mirage, and without further attention to the prepared Hu Weng and his group, Feng Yuan turned to Guo Huai and asked,

"Do you want to give it a try?"

"Me?"

Guo Huai glanced at the Dream-Eating Spirit beside him, sighed, and said,

"Forget it, I don’t have enough strength to fight them."

"How do you know if you don’t try?"

Feng Yuan smiled, patted Guo Huai’s shoulder, and Guo Huai’s expression changed. He felt a powerful yet not aggressive force surge into his body from Feng Yuan’s hand. With a puzzled look, Guo Huai asked,

"What is that?"

"The power of the Metal White Tiger."

Feng Yuan did not elaborate much, but the memories that came with Guo Huai’s chosen identity helped him instinctively understand how to use the Spirit Beast power within his body. He spread his right hand, and a golden longsword materialized out of energy, looking as solid as a real object.

"A sword? I think a spear or other polearm would work better for you, unless you want to play with sword energy," suggested Feng Yuan.

Reminded by Feng Yuan, the longsword in Guo Huai’s hand dissipated. The next moment, it coalesced into a spear. Grasping it, Guo Huai made a few moves and said with delight,

"This seems to work!"

"Can I join the battle?"

Yao Yin, though disdainful of Guo Huai’s spearmanship, looked at Feng Yuan with some expectation. Scratching his head, Feng Yuan asked, puzzled,

"Why do you want to destroy those creatures? I don’t believe you couldn’t find a more suitable target for combat training."

With a sigh, Yao Yin said with some sadness,

"Think of it as avenging them..."

"Them?"

"The uncle who sold sweet cakes in Yongning City; the auntie who sold dumplings, and..."

Hearing Mo Ling list them one by one, Feng Yuan fell silent. After a while, he said with some curiosity,

"Why didn’t you send someone to persuade them to leave?"

"I tried, but they wouldn’t believe me... and they said they wouldn’t leave Yongning no matter what..."

Listening to Mo Ling’s account, everyone fell quiet. People from the nearby village were particularly moved by her words. The Spirit Monkey gave everyone a glance, sighed, and turned to go back to the village, saying as he left,

"If there’s any trouble, remember to call for me."

Feng Yuan watched Yao Yin for a while, sensing her authenticity, and then said thoughtfully,

"You can act on your own, but it must follow you. You know why."

"Feng Yuan! Why do you persist in not trusting Sister Yao Yin?" Mo Ling shouted discontentedly, having noticed Feng Yuan’s continual wariness towards Yao Yin. From her long interaction, Mo Ling hadn’t found anything amiss with Yao Yin. Feng Yuan looked at Mo Ling and said with a wry smile,

"I wish I didn’t have to, but..."

"You’re worried about It, aren’t you? I suppose..." Yao Yin showed some understanding of Feng Yuan’s concern. Her appearance here was indeed too coincidental, and if she hadn’t befriended Mo Ling, it might not have mattered to her, but now...

Feng Yuan gently stroked Xiao Ji cradled in his arms and said,

"Why don’t you skip patrol and go straight into combat to hunt those mutant beasts?"

Xiao Ji, enjoying the caress, took a moment to realize Feng Yuan was speaking to it, looked up at him quizzically, and chirped a few times. After scratching Xiao Ji’s soft belly, Feng Yuan laughed and said,

"If you don’t want to fight, so be it."

"While all of you are intercepting the fugitives, I might as well create something interesting," said Feng Yuan. Suddenly, the group, including Hu Weng and Yao Yin, saw a map projection with several red dots appear before them. There were also large red areas on the map. The next moment, the map shrank to the edge of their field of vision, yet if they glanced at it from the corner of their eyes, it would zoom back to fill their sight. Yao Yin had her suspicions, Guo Huai looked at Feng Yuan helplessly, and then the map projection minimized forcefully, with a progress bar appearing before everyone.

"Number of escapees: 0"

"Killed: 0"

"Leaderboard: No one currently listed"

Guo Huai stared at Feng Yuan speechlessly and said,

"Did you create a game?"

"It’s not a game, oh~ don’t you think it’s more interesting this way?"

"Escaped refers to the mutated wild beasts that we failed to stop from entering the red zone, right?"

Feng Yuan smiled and quickly recognized that the red zone was behind everyone, saying,

"That’s right, but don’t worry, although we can’t protect everywhere, there’s no way they could slip past us to the back~"

As Feng Yuan spoke, a pitch-black sickle appeared in his hand. Seeing that sickle, Yao Yin said thoughtfully,

"I see, you made some adaptations, didn’t you?"

"What else?"

Feng Yuan swept a glance at Yao Yin and said irritably,

"Although I can’t save Yongning, ensuring they don’t cross the line is within my responsibilities."

Hearing their conversation, Guo Huai, somewhat confused, asked the system,

(What do they mean by adaptations?)

"Ding~ Allow me a moment to think..."

Upon hearing the system’s response, Guo Huai was exasperated. Fortunately, after a while, the system responded again.

"Ding~

Their adaptation refers to the killing task. Without this task, he would be guarding the Zhen Nan area. Now, by using the task, he acts under the guise of maintaining game order, and in the historical records, it will appear as if Mo Ling and others played a game at the border between Zhen Nan and Yongning."

(Really? But isn’t the outcome the same?)

"Ding~

The vaguer the historical records, the more likely they can be corrected."

"So, let’s begin! I’m definitely going to take first place!"

Understanding the significance of what Feng Yuan was doing, Yao Yin cheered spiritedly, while Hu Weng led his group silently towards the distance. Guo Huai glanced at Yao Yin, turned around, and leaped vigorously, his figure bounding through the mountains like a ferocious tiger.

"They’ve all set off, you’ll miss out on the monsters if you’re any slower."

Feng Yuan looked at Yao Yin with interest, who glared back at him and pulled out a yellow talisman, saying,

"Running isn’t nearly as fast as teleporting!"

The next moment, Yao Yin’s yellow talisman flashed with light and turned to dust, engulfing her in light and vanishing before Feng Yuan, with the White Wolf Deity leaping forward and disappearing into thin air.

"No plaza to wait in, huh? Well, I’ll just wait here then."

Feng Yuan looked around and, finding no plaza in the village, walked over to sit on some stones at the village entrance with Mo Ling while villagers armed with weapons guarded the perimeter of the village. Those who had previously prepared to take refuge had returned, with children whispering outside the temple where the Dream-Eating Spirit Monkey was resting, watched over by some women, while others went back to prepare lunch for everyone.

"The Mountain Lord appeared, and now the Deity Lord too? And they’re so angry?"

Looking at the information in hand, Yun Maoxin found it hard to believe. The City Lord said helplessly,

"I didn’t expect this incident to escalate so much. But now, it seems Zhen Nan City might become a battlefield..."

Yun Maoxin laughed and replied,

"From the moment they decided to do this, where in the Great Li isn’t a battlefield?"

With a sigh, the City Lord said despondently,

"Why must they do this when everything was already so well..."

"Humans are never satisfied, and perhaps for him, it’s simply been too long."

"But do we need to do anything about the appearance of the Great Yan’s deity here?"

As Yun Maoxin handed over the information to the City Lord, who skimmed it and pondered before saying,

"Never mind, it’s here to help. As long as it doesn’t show signs of attacking Zhen Nan, we’ll leave it be."