Chapter 101: The Monument of the Merged Territories
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As Wei Cheng and the others crossed over the small hill and glanced back, the once picturesque mountain peaks behind them had now been shrouded by the Shadow Curse. Black mist swirled like countless legions of hellish demons, ready to burst forth at any moment.
“I wonder if there are other teams behind us?” Liu Sui sighed, “There’s always a higher mountain beyond the mountain, and a stronger person beyond the person. Just in City P, there are too many hidden talents.”
“Probably none of our concern now. I have a feeling we might not even merge zones in this stage. I’ve really had enough of Zhou Wu and his gang’s attitude,” Yu Liang muttered softly.
Wei Cheng was curious as well—what exactly was the trial mechanism for the seventh stage? Regardless, the theme here was undoubtedly the Shadow Curse.
“Big Brother Wei, does anyone in your team specialize in the Qingmu Heart Method?” Yang Yufeng suddenly approached. This notorious fellow was not only still alive but had successfully cultivated to the ninth Jiazi level of Lingyan, progressing at a terrifying speed.
No guessing was needed—his seventh and eighth innate meridian adjustments had both chosen the first path.
Wei Cheng was now quite certain that, given the current timeline, anyone who took the second, more grounded adjustment path would not break through to the ninth Jiazi, regardless of profession; conversely, those who took the first path would certainly achieve it.
Sizing up Yang Yufeng—the aura, the Lingyan inner strength, and the mental power—felt utterly transparent to Wei Cheng, like an unguarded child.
However, Wei Cheng recalled that during the sixth stage, dozens of trial participants had followed Yang Yufeng, including one Lingyan who had defected from Zhou Wu’s team. Hmm, he didn’t seem to see that angry fellow.
It seemed this guy had become a lone wolf.
Smiling inwardly, Wei Cheng finally replied, “No, we all chose to cultivate both paths.”
“Big Brother Wei, how about we cooperate in this stage? I’m not after the first, second, or third to touch the Power Transmission Stele; just give me the fourth spot. I’m a ninth Jiazi Lingyan and have cultivated the Cloud-Stepping technique to the eighth level. Together, we’d be a strong alliance,” Yang Yufeng smiled confidently, but anyone with eyes could see through his bluster.
Whether Mountain Movers, Lingyan, or Purple Mist practitioners, none were invincible or perfect.
Mutual cooperation and support was the best choice.
But Yang Yufeng’s conduct in the sixth stage had earned universal disdain, and now, in the seventh stage, no Mountain Mover wanted to collaborate with him.
No one wanted to collaborate with him.
Against the Shadow Curse’s all-encompassing AOE damage, even his ninth Jiazi Lingyan speed was useless. Moreover, during the previous sanctified state, he failed to seize the chance to cultivate the Qingmu Heart Method.
His fate looked grim.
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Wei Cheng might not kick someone when they’re down, but this guy’s character was so rotten he didn’t want his hard-earned team atmosphere destroyed.
“Sorry, our team already has a Lingyan, at eighth Jiazi, nothing to complain about.”
Hearing this, Yang Yufeng gave a bitter laugh and quickly said, “Big Brother Wei, give me a chance. I know I went too far in the sixth stage, but isn’t everyone fighting to survive, to get stronger? Now the mechanism for the seventh stage is unclear, and merging zones seems impossible. One more person means one more strength.”
“Besides, you’ve offended Zhou Wu this time. He seems straightforward but is actually extremely arrogant and petty. You’ll definitely be isolated next. He has an exclusive Qingmu profession, a third Jiazi Qingmu, which is enough to unite everyone.”
“Exclusive Qingmu profession?” Wei Cheng was taken aback.
“That’s right, that’s right!” Yang Yufeng continued eagerly. “In Zhou Wu’s team, there’s a woman named Yang Li. She originally had fifth Jiazi Purple Mist and was expected to break through to sixth Jiazi this time, but she chose to specialize in the Qingmu Heart Method at Zhou Wu’s request. Do you know what it costs to specialize in Qingmu? It means abandoning the Purple Mist inner strength she had cultivated!”
“Yang Li converted all her Purple Mist inner strength, which was over fifth Jiazi, into Qingmu inner strength, though at half efficiency. Thus, she became a third Jiazi Qingmu in a short time! This woman is ruthless and determined.”
Yang Yufeng clicked his tongue in admiration—something he admitted he couldn’t do.
The Qingmu profession was difficult in combat, purely supportive, always needing protection. It was a frustrating existence.
Of course, he was also envious and jealous of Zhou Wu, who had such a beautiful woman willing to live and die for him. Damn, that guy was the archetypal protagonist.
At that moment, Xu Shan suddenly spoke, “It’s really nothing special. Yang Li is Zhou Wu’s childhood friend and ardent admirer. Zhou Wu never cared much for her, but only a fool like Yang Li would throw herself headlong into helping Zhou Wu for love. I guess Zhou Wu has regained control of the team because of her. Hopefully, he doesn’t become a heartless scoundrel; otherwise, this will turn into a melodramatic female-oriented soap opera.”
“If Yang Li pours her heart out but can’t win Zhou Wu’s love, dies for him, and he only loves his white moonlight, and she is now reborn just as she dissipates her power to cultivate Qingmu—that plot, tsk tsk! I’m way too familiar with this storyline.”
Xu Shan grew more excited as she spoke, until Wei Cheng couldn’t bear it and cleared his throat to interrupt her daydreaming.
Just as he was about to say something else, a strange feeling arose, like looking into a mirror positioned to the left where someone was watching him.
Soon, everyone felt the same, even the hundreds from Zhou Wu’s team far off all turned sharply to the left. Yang Yufeng trembled with excitement—finally, the zones were merging. Finally!
With his ninth Jiazi Lingyan strength, couldn’t he find a team to cooperate with?
No, he intended to build a strong, perfect team himself!
Only seconds later, vague human silhouettes appeared in the previously empty air, gradually becoming clearer and more real until over four hundred figures stood on the hilltop as if they had always been there.
Some already shouted and gestured toward this side.
Above them floated a stele formed from white clouds, its runes shifting before settling into several lines of text:
【Zone Merge Stele】
【Merge Level: C Rank (Below Average)】
【Merge Number: C-13】
【Note: When total trial participants are fewer than 5,000 and overall strength below B Rank, the merge mechanism triggers】
【Note: After merging, the mechanism for the seventh stage trial will be readjusted. In three months, the demon army will officially attack Cangwu City】
【Note: After merging, 5,000 new trial participants will join】
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Soon, the Zone Merge Stele dissipated like white clouds, and these more than four hundred experienced trial participants officially merged in.
But it was not over yet. On the right side, the same change occurred again—a server merged in, but with fewer than three hundred people.
Above them appeared another Zone Merge Stele, with a similar message, Merge Number C-15.
By analogy, Wei Cheng and Zhou Wu’s server should have a number too. Many looked up, and indeed, theirs was C-14.
With the three servers merged, the total exceeded one thousand.
Yet in front, three entire Zone Merge Steles appeared again, but this time they brought newcomers, not experienced trial participants.
Each stele represented a full five thousand newcomers, three steles fifteen thousand people.
All these newcomers were rated C Rank.
Meaning newcomers rated A or B Rank had been filtered out.
The next moment, before the merged participants could exchange words, a thick fog suddenly rose, obscuring sky and earth. Then fierce winds blew it away, revealing a broad official road stretching into the distance.
Undoubtedly, this was the road to Cangwu City.
The seventh stage had officially begun.
(End of chapter)
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