Chapter 50: Chapter 50: Mountain Patrol Demon Soldiers
Two days later, the long-awaited drizzle finally fell in the evening, confirming that spring had truly arrived.
Wang Wu seemed to hear the sound of plants stretching and sprouting in the soil.
At the same time, he let out a long sigh of relief internally. The previous locust invasion had stripped the shrubs bare, leaving only a few barren trees. Walking among them, even at night, made him feel quite unsafe. However, with lush wild grass, his Stealth Talent would be greatly enhanced.
This was the insight he had gained through exploration: one cannot rely solely on the Stealth Talent but must pay considerable attention to external environmental concealment and coupling.
At this moment, listening to the pattering rain, Wang Wu opened the attribute bar. Over the past two days, he had been eating and drinking excessively, finally consuming that rabbit entirely.
For this, he gained a total of 200 points of Spiritual Qi and 4% Growth. Besides, he obtained natural Growth from consuming his daily Satiety. His current final Growth reached 13.4%, which was considered rapid progress.
"I need to strengthen the shortcomings," Wang Wu thought. Plans couldn’t keep up with changes; the arrival of the Iron-toothed Flying Locust Legion directly destroyed the valley’s ecological environment, leaving him without a source for food.
Therefore, migration was inevitable.
Yet, during migration, Passive Concealment Talent couldn’t play a major role.
This was why he hadn’t been busy upgrading or adding points these past two days.
At this moment, the first thing he upgraded was Life Value.
Currently, his Life Value was at 250 points. After consuming 100 points of Spiritual Qi in one go and successfully upgrading it to 300 points, Wang Wu tried again but realized he had reached the upgrade limit. Upgrading further required starting with 100 points of Spiritual Qi.
The same applied to the Defense Attribute.
So he temporarily gave up.
Next, Wang Wu spent 60 points of Spiritual Qi, continuously upgrading his Power from the current 12 points to 15 points, reaching the current limit.
The remaining 40 points were added to the Physical Attribute.
"This upgrade mechanism is a bit complex. I wonder if my Basic Attributes would increase again once I reach 20% Growth?"
Wang Wu still held high hopes; this feeling of gradual strengthening seemed to embody an exciting life.
But then, just as he thought he could sleep peacefully on such a silent rainy night and enjoy this rare serene life, an indescribable sense of oppression suddenly descended without warning.
Yet there was no specific sense of crisis, nor any perception of killing intent; the outside remained quiet.
Wait, the sky seemed illuminated — had a sun risen in the east?
Startled, Wang Wu set aside the Level 7 Concealment state, dashed out instantly, only to see bright lights illuminating the eastern night sky.
The entire valley’s Little Demons were also alarmed.
The Night Owls nesting atop the cliff took flight, spiraling incessantly.
Wang Wu scurried up the cliff, glancing down, stunned.
Indeed, a massive sun appeared in the east, presumably extremely far away, distances unable to be confirmed — perhaps five thousand miles, maybe eight thousand miles; but the distance wasn’t the issue. This gigantic sun, or rather some Fireball, was plummeting rapidly towards the earth in the deep night sky.
As if the sky was collapsing.
Yet Wang Wu knew it wasn’t the case; perhaps months ago, rumors spread by the Gray Fox about Human Race Cultivators expanding into the Western Wilderness had become a reality.
The kind of effect the Big Fireball caused upon landing was unknown to Wang Wu; he didn’t see or feel it. The earth had no slight tremor, probably because it was truly too far away.
Though the rainy night remained quiet, his mood couldn’t calm down. Likely no Little Demon or Great Demon would either.
It turns out the scale of warfare with Human Race Cultivators was so enormous, dimensions of warfare so elevated — a Fireball at least eight thousand miles away capable of illuminating miles and miles of wilderness might be akin to a colossal nuclear bomb.
Human Race Cultivators — terrifying indeed!
No wonder the Gray Fox had fled thousands of miles upon hearing rumors.
No wonder the Iron-toothed Flying Locust Legion also fled for its life.
For it truly verifies the old human saying: the obliteration is unrelated to you.
Next, would it be their area in this forest’s turn — Demons and Demons in panic-stricken retreat?
Or be unified by a prestigious, powerful Great Demon to engage in bloody, brutal mutual slaughter with Human Race Cultivator Legion on the Western Wilderness?
"This isn’t a war I can partake in; I must flee."
"However, temporarily speaking, the battle line shouldn’t push here, right?"
Wang Wu was now quite grateful to the Gray Fox. Without its critical information, even if witnessing the Big Fireball tonight, he wouldn’t comprehend what’s happening and might even trigger unfounded panic within.
"Hence, fleeing is a must; but it shouldn’t be now, I’m not yet ready."
Next, Wang Wu forced himself to forget the matter, quickly entering a dormancy state.
Not a single event occurred throughout the night. When daylight broke the following day, the sky had cleared, or rather the rain had stopped midway through the night. The clouds had turned thin, presumably no longer impeding the descent of Golden Particles.
"Caw caw caw!"
A loud cawing suddenly shattered the morning tranquility. A flock of about several hundred black crows flew overhead, soaring high and swiftly passing the valley towards the west.
Not long after these crows passed, another large flock followed — approximately several thousand birds, half being red-winged small birds and the rest assorted other birds — sparrows, swallows, and great tits alike.
They seemed to form a united migration team, led by about twenty particularly strong, mighty bird leaders.
Clearly, these birds sensed unease; early in the morning, despite disregarding absorbing Golden Particles, westward migration ensued.
Consequently, Wang Wu’s previously calm mood tensed again. He feared he had misjudged the situation — these birds are undoubtedly the most sensitive; having felt unease, was the circumstance more severe than he imagined?
"No, should be a wave after another of distant Demon migrations sparking disturbance among these birds. I mustn’t lose composure."
Just as Wang Wu contemplated thus, a sharp eagle’s cry echoed. The black giant eagle swiftly approached from the southwest, followed by the brown giant eagle rising from North Mountain. Mere spirals encircled the flock of thousands, corralling them.
The thousands-strong bird flock swiftly fell apart, originally united, now scattering under various tribal leaders.
They lacked the courage to resist those two giant eagles.
Ultimately, they failed to escape the valley ahead, chirping and scattering throughout the nearby valleys.
At this moment, atop the black giant eagle’s back, a Cyan Wolf and a Gray Fox leaped down, standing on the highest cliff within Wang Wu’s eastern valley.
The Cyan Wolf first howled several times to the skies before standing upright and speaking human words, its voice echoing throughout the surrounding forest dozens of miles.
"By order of the South Mountain King, all Demon People shall not act rashly, nor panic. Remain in place and cultivate well. Even if the sky falls, the king shall bear it."
"Additionally, the king decides to advance the annual spring recruitment of Mountain Patrol Demon Soldiers and expand recruitment from this area’s usual ten to one hundred. Being selected grants you a Creation Wisdom Heart Pill. You may not know its uses; this Spirit Pill significantly boosts your Bloodline Talent and Cultivation foundation, enabling comprehension and speech of human language!"
"Come, come, come — those wishing to register, step forward quickly, seize the opportunity before it slips away!"