Chapter 72: The Perilous Advanced World (Second Update)
Chapter 72: The Perilous High-Level World (Second Update)
After pouring immense effort and all nine hundred million gold galons from the Ancient Spirit Pavilion into it, Luo Feng finally forged a puppet capable of reaching the twentieth limit. Heaven rewards the diligent; at last, he succeeded.
This puppet, aside from its obvious superiority in combat, had another remarkable trait. Luo Feng could integrate his spiritual consciousness into it, making it more agile and lifelike, almost like a true avatar. Unlike other puppets, which could only be operated with true energy and were far too rigid, this one was a breakthrough in technology and method.
To commemorate this achievement—and to distinguish it from his numbered puppets, such as Luo Feng No.1, Luo Feng No.2... Luo Feng No.504, Fairy Luo Feng No.505—he bestowed it a name.
Surname: Luo; Given name: Tianyi.
Full title: Luo Feng's meticulously crafted second-generation, twentieth-limit puppet, Luo Tianyi!
[Name: Luo Tianyi]
[Race: Puppet]
[Limit: 20%]
[Evaluation: Can crush a Celestial Master with one punch]
“In 1937, the invaders entered the Central Plains, first opening Lugou Bridge, then advancing through Shanhai Pass…” Luo Feng hummed a tune as he sang. With a touch of spiritual intent, he manipulated the puppet, Luo Tianyi, exploring the environment.
The scenery was extraordinary; to the east, the seas rose to towering peaks. Crimson cliffs and monstrous stones, sheer walls and peculiar summits. On the crimson cliffs, immortal cranes called out melodiously; before the sheer walls, a strange beast lay alone, majestic and imposing. On the peaks, divine birds could be heard, and in the caves, dragons came and went. The spiritual energy here was abundant.
Between the mountains and forests, rare orchids and fragrant herbs swayed, scattered everywhere. In the most remote corners, spiritual ginseng and immortal herbs grew freely. In the world of the Celestials, such treasures would have long been claimed by major sects, but here they grew wild, unheeded and munched by beasts as if they were weeds.
Truly, this was a paradise, a land of immortals.
Yet Luo Feng’s attention was not captivated by the picturesque landscapes or the adorable spirit beasts.
He sensed the rich spiritual energy in the air and the vitality in the plants. He couldn’t help but gasp. Herbs that would spark fierce battles in the Celestial world were ignored like weeds here. Unless something unexpected happened, the density of spiritual energy in this world was abnormally high. If the Celestial world’s density was a one, here it was ten thousand—even though this was just a corner, perhaps a backwater.
What did this mean?
It meant this was a high-level world.
The harmonious natural aura, the various spirit beasts—all signs pointed unmistakably to a high-level world of immortals.
High-level worlds were synonymous with danger!
He recalled the mighty figures from such worlds. Immortals who could move mountains and seas with a step, shatter stars with a punch; Buddhas who could create three thousand worlds with a thought; great beings who could destroy and recreate heaven and earth at will…
A range of towering mountains stood before him, reaching into the clouds, untouchable, while he was but an ant at their base.
“This world is far too dangerous,” Luo Feng murmured, immediately adjusting his attitude. He stopped singing, stopped humming, and adopted the cautious mindset he had when he first crossed over. Safety and prudence were paramount.
He surveyed his surroundings: an endless ocean encircled him.
It was well known that seas were far more perilous than land, whether in high-level or low-level worlds. Land dangers were obvious, at worst lurking nearby; but ocean dangers were invisible, intangible.
After some thought, Luo Feng controlled Luo Tianyi, stepping lightly and carefully toward the forest.
Half a day later, he found an ordinary cave, settled inside, and opened the puppet’s internal space.
He took out talismans, formation plates, disposable magical artifacts, spiritual treasures, explosives, poisons, healing medicines… all his reserves, then caught a beast lacking spiritual intelligence for experimentation.
Talismans: invisibility talisman usable, diamond talisman usable…
Formations: defensive array usable, power doubled; soundproof array usable, power unchanged; fog array usable, fog intensity reduced by one level…
Disposable artifacts: Five Thunder Suppression Brick usable, power greatly increased; self-destructing treasure mirror, ineffective; Azure Cloud Poison Sword, ineffective…
Medicines: Yuan Qi Pill can condense energy, various healing medicines usable, various poisons…
After the experiments, Luo Feng looked at the battered, near-dead beast. Pity stirred in his heart, and he ended its suffering with a gentle slap.
He was about to recite a scripture for its soul, but suddenly realized this was not the Celestial world, but a high-level domain. If he accidentally alerted the great beings invoked by the scripture, what then?
The odds were slim, but not nonexistent.
Luo Feng refrained from chanting and waited.
About ten minutes later, the beast’s soul drifted out, confused and unresponsive, slowly descending into the earth, then vanishing.
Luo Feng nodded thoughtfully, jotting down notes. This world likely had an underworld.
Most methods had been tested and worked. Only one experiment remained.
Luo Feng placed triple defensive arrays and soundproof arrays at the cave entrance. He took a pound of explosives from his spatial storage, set it deep in the cave, and tossed a fire talisman.
“Boom!”
A small hole was blown in the cave.
A smile appeared on Luo Feng’s face. Explosions were permitted here.
If explosions were possible, then raw materials should exist.
If impoverished, use a pound of explosives; if prosperous, deploy a million ambushes.
Given time, he’d stockpile a billion tons.
With the final experiment complete, Luo Feng’s anxiety eased slightly.
He glanced at the sky. The bright moon shone, countless stars glittered.
Taking advantage of the moonlight, Luo Feng erased all traces in the cave with a single slap. Then he diverted river water to wash away dust and debris.
Satisfied with the now unrecognizable cave, he nodded. He applied two invisibility talismans, sensed the spiritual energy around him, chose a direction, and flew off.
After extensive searching, he came upon a beautiful mountain with deep, secluded forests.
Delighted, Luo Feng exclaimed, “This place is fated for me!”
The mountain was steep, isolating it from wild beasts and birds, let alone ordinary people. Yet despite its grandeur, its spiritual energy was mediocre—a nondescript spot among the ranges.
As he slipped into the mountain, Luo Feng noticed something strange.
Though the mountain’s overall spiritual energy was thin, almost barren, there was a place where a tremendous amount of spiritual energy had gathered and remained.
“Something’s odd!”
Luo Feng grew alert, spreading his spiritual senses.
He searched for the source and found, in a valley, a spring that fed a lively creek running through the ravine. At the spring’s eye grew an immortal herb, swaying gently in the breeze.
This was the reason for the mountain’s depleted spiritual energy.
Most of it was nurturing the immortal herb!
Luo Feng pondered, refraining from rushing to harvest it. Instead, he scanned the valley with his spiritual sense twenty times.
Suddenly, he discovered a small snake hidden in the stream.
Its body blended with the water, its presence concealed, merging perfectly with nature. Its crystalline eyes remained fixed on the immortal herb, refusing to leave.
Luo Feng drew a sharp breath.
Indeed, in this high-level world, peril lurked everywhere!
(End of chapter)