"Some missions failed, too."
Seeing that Jiang Qiao meant them no harm, a young married woman beside him spoke up timidly.
Just a few days earlier.
Who could have imagined that Xia Feirong, who had thrown her weight around King Kong Village, would be like an abused slave in this old mountain house, afraid even to raise her voice?
King Kong Village was only a small village.
Of course.
It was considerably stronger than Novice Village No. 404, where Jiang Qiao had once lived.
Throughout that entire region.
Across several villages.
There had only been one fourth-order expert between them, at least on the surface.
Third-tier experts had formed their backbone.
Their strength had been pitiful.
This so-called King Kong Village actually had several fourth-order experts out on missions. Presumably, it was something of a local overlord.
Indeed.
Most villages were weaker than King Kong Village.
In some remote areas.
King Kong Village was the powerful backer of the surrounding villages, able to throw its weight around when necessary.
All he could say was.
In the Supernatural World, the strong were strong beyond all reason.
The weak... constantly teetered on the brink of death, relying entirely on their guardian spirits to survive.
"Go on."
Jiang Qiao smiled faintly.
At the sight of his smile, Xia Feirong's heart fluttered. Her fear eased a little, and she hurriedly said, "I have friends in other villages, too. From them, I've heard of at least five different missions to destroy divine temples."
"Most of those missions can be completed with good teamwork."
"But some failed."
"Almost everyone who failed died on the spot, killed by evil spirits or the temple's followers."
"But there was one case..."
"Someone from Yanshan Village accepted a mission and survived the failure, even making it back to the village