Chen Wanjun glanced at the eight people and said slowly:
"Seven Sects and the military have discussed and decided to evacuate Cloud Mist Mountain Range early tomorrow morning to end this monster hunt."
Evacuate.
This decision was reasonable, but it left eight people with mixed feelings.
They came to hunt monsters, but they were almost hunted by monsters.
Now, it is even more necessary to evacuate in embarrassment.
But no one raised any objection.
Facing a possible Grandmaster-level monster, staying here is tantamount to death.
Luo Yuntian was silent for a moment and then asked:
"Then Cloud Mist Mountain Range... how do you plan to deal with it in the future?"
Chen Wanjun shook his head slightly and said in a low voice:
"This matter has been decided by Non-Self and others. After returning, Seven Sects will report it to the sects individually, and the sects will make a decision."
"Whether to blockade Cloud Mist Mountain Range or to invite master-level experts to go into the mountains and clean it out all needs to be decided upon by the sect after discussion."
He paused, glanced at everyone, and spoke in a more solemn tone:
"This matter is of great importance. You only need to know about it. It must not be spread outside to avoid causing unnecessary panic."
"Yes."
Everyone responded in unison.
Chen Wanjun gave a few more instructions and waved everyone away.
Fang Han The eight people exited the tent and returned to their teams in silence.
Fang Han Walking back, my steps were a little heavy.
The news that twenty-one of his fellow disciples were killed in battle made him feel extremely depressed.
Those living lives, those who were alive yesterday, are now cold corpses.
'If we evacuate tomorrow, wouldn't it be...'
Fang Han couldn't help but frown deeply.
On System Panel, there are still nine million taels left to collect 100 million silver to open the higher level Talent Amplification.
Originally, if he hunted monsters for another day tomorrow, he would be able to collect this wealth.
But now, the demon hunting operation has been terminated, and Seven Sects and the military are about to evacuate.
There was no chance to increase his wealth by hunting monsters and achieve the goal of 100 million, which made him feel unspeakable unwillingness.
Nine million.
Only nine million short.
"Is there any other way to collect the remaining 9 million?"
Fang Han took a deep breath, suppressed the emotions in his heart, and continued to move forward.
He glanced around and landed on the corpses of monsters everywhere.
A thought suddenly came to mind.
In tonight's battle, there will be at least thousands of dead monsters. Even if dozens of them Recharge are killed, they should not be discovered.
The more he thought about it, the more feasible it became, and he immediately took action.
Taking advantage of the darkness and no one noticing him, he came to the corpse of a monster.
This is a monster that looks like a giant wolf. It is huge and its fur glows coldly in the moonlight.
He quietly approached and reached out to touch.
"Recharge."
[Possessed Wealth:91.2 million silver → 91.6 million silver]
Wealth increased by 400,000, one step closer to the goal of 100 million.
Fang Han left to find the next target.
The second head, the third head, the fourth head...
He shuttled through the camp like a civet cat wandering in the shadows.
Every time there was a pause, a monster corpse disappeared silently.
He specializes in corpses that are in remote locations and difficult to detect abnormalities.
[91.9 million]
[92.35 million]
[92.7 million]
[93.1 million]
The wealth value is growing steadily.
The monster corpses that were taken away by Recharge were originally lying there, mixed with the surrounding corpses.
There are a few things missing, and if no one counts them carefully, they won't even notice.
At this moment, everyone is immersed in fatigue and sadness. Who cares about this?
Fang Han continues.
[94.2 million]
[94.7 million]
[95.3 million]
[100,100,000 silver]
The moment this line of numbers appeared on System Panel, Fang Han felt his heart skip a beat.
The 100 million silver required to unlock the higher level Talent Amplification has been collected.
Not being greedy, he immediately stopped "Recharge" and decisively returned to his tent.
Inside the tent, the light was dim. Only a ray of moonlight filtered through the gap in the tent curtain, casting a thin streak of silver on the ground.
Fang Han sat cross-legged on the animal skin rug and made sure that there was no one around to disturb him. Then his mind moved slightly and he summoned the translucent light curtain that only he could see.
[Host: Fang Han]
[Root Bone Talent Amplification: 128 times (Level Eight Amplification requires 1 million gold)]
[Sword Art Talent Amplification: 128 times (Level Eight Amplification requires 1 million gold)]
[Footwork Talent Amplification: 128 times (Level Eight Amplification requires 1 million gold)]
[Secret Technique Talent Amplification: 64 times (the seventh level of increase requires 10 million silver)]
[Body Tempering Talent Amplification: 128 times (Level Eight Amplification requires 1 million gold)]
[Possessed Wealth: 100,000,000 silver]
His eyes fell on the last line of numbers, and an indescribable light flashed in Fang Han's eyes.
One hundred million taels.
Finally, the goal of 100 million has been reached, and a higher level Talent Amplification can be unlocked.
"Which talent is activated Level Eight Amplification?"
Fang Han's eyes slowly swept over the four Talent Amplification options of Gengu, Sword Art, Body Movement, and Henglian, and he quickly made a decision.
"Root bone."
Compared with Sword Art, Body Movement, and Horizontal Training, Level Eight Amplification, which was the first to open Root Bone Talent, was the most suitable for him.
The mind has been made up.
His eyes fell on the line of small words after the Root Bone Talent Amplification option--
[Level Eight Amplification requires 1 million gold]
One million gold is equivalent to 100 million silver.
He took a deep breath and concentrated on that line of small words.
"Turn on Root Bone Talent Level Eight Amplification."
The next moment--
On System Panel, the number representing Possessed Wealth jumped suddenly!
[Possessed Wealth: 100,100,000 silver → 100,000 silver]
One hundred million taels of silver instantly returned to zero, leaving only a fraction of one hundred thousand taels.
The number in the Root Bone Talent Amplification column also changed accordingly.
[Root Bone Talent Amplification: 128 times → 256 times (Level Nine Amplification requires 10 million gold)]
But he himself did not feel any changes.
He has experienced it many times, and the increase in System Panel is not a one-time change, but a blessing. If you want to feel the change, you can only feel it when you practice relevant practices.
"<Mystic Wind Art>."
The Danyao that I had taken before still had some potency left. Fang Han closed his eyes, and his mind sank into his body, slowly running <Mystic Wind Art>.
Internal Qi flows in the meridians and circulates throughout the day according to the familiar route.
The rushing Internal Qi is like a wild horse that is running wild, roaring through the meridians.
In every weekly cycle, the production speed of Internal Qi is much higher than before, and the speed is more than twice the original rate.
The root bone amplification multiplier has been increased to 256 times, and his current cultivation speed has more than doubled on the original basis.
The already extremely exaggerated cultivation speed has become even more exaggerated.
Great Chu Dynasty In the 108 counties, it is impossible to say for sure whether there is anyone with amazing talent and beauty who can surpass him in cultivation speed.
However, in Qingyang, no matter whether it is the younger generation or the older generation, there is no such genius who can surpass him in cultivation speed.
"This is not the biggest improvement!"
The improvement in cultivation speed is immediate, but Fang Han knows that the improvement in cultivation speed is by no means the biggest improvement.
The biggest improvement should be the weakening of invisible bottlenecks.
There are two constraints in martial arts practice, one is Internal Qi practice speed, and the other is the bottleneck, and the latter has the most serious impact.
The bottleneck becomes more difficult as the cultivation reaches a later stage.
Many warriors are trapped in a certain realm and cannot make any progress for several years or even ten years.
Even Prodigy Ranking children like Luo Yuntian and You Xin are still trapped by bottlenecks and are stuck at the threshold from Fourth Grade to Third Grade.
The reason why his cultivation level improved so quickly was that Internal Qi practiced quickly, and the bottleneck was weakened and there was almost no bottleneck.
The importance of the latter is even greater than the former. After all, Danyao, related to breaking through the bottleneck, has always been known for its preciousness.
Fang Han closed his eyes and <Mystic Wind Art> started running again.
Internal Qi is flowing in the meridians, absorbing and refining the medicinal power of True Spirit Pill, and quickly filling Zhaohai Acupoint.
After several months of accumulation, Internal Qi of Zhaohai Acupoint is almost overflowing. Now there are 256 times Root Bone Talent. This time will be greatly shortened.
In the morning, there were slight footsteps outside the tent, followed by the cold voice of Yun Qianyue:
"Senior Brother Fang, it's dawn."
Fang Han slowly opened his eyes, and the light in his eyes flashed away.
He stood up and opened the curtain.
The morning light penetrated into the eyes, bringing with it a little warmth.
The camp was busier than last night.
Disciples from various sects are packing their bags and putting away their tents.
The remains of those who died in battle have been put into coffins, neatly arranged on the side of the camp, and covered with white cloth.
Fang Han's eyes stayed on the row of coffins for a moment, and then moved away.
"Let's go."
he said softly.
Yun Qianyue nodded and said nothing.
Li Feng has also finished packing, carrying his luggage and holding a long knife, standing not far away.
The three of them met and walked towards the center of the camp.
Teams from various sects are gathering.
On the Azure Profound Sect's side, Chen Wanjun and five Elder stood with their hands folded, looking solemn.
Many people had already gathered in front of them.
Fang Han brings Yun Qianyue and Li Feng into the queue.
Chen Wanjun glanced at everyone and nodded slightly.
"Let's go."
His voice was not loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly.
The team began to move, heading outside the Cloud Mist Mountain Range.
As for the monster corpses, except for some precious monster corpses that were transported out with them, most of the monster corpses were left in place.
After confirming safety, the military will send people to transport them out. The military, which is known for its large number of people, is more suitable for transporting the corpses of these monsters.
Fang Han thought about sneaking back quietly and leaving the corpse of the monster Recharge, but he was worried about running into a master-level monster, so he finally chose to give up.
Compared with wealth, life is more important. If life is gone, no matter how much money you have, it will be useless.
The sun is getting higher and setting towards the west.
In the evening, when the last ray of sunshine is about to be swallowed up by the distant mountains--
From the front of the team, there was an irrepressible cheer.
Fang Han looked up.
Ahead, the mountains are gone, and the view suddenly becomes clear.
Cloud Mist Mountain Range The vast mountains and forests have been left behind by them.
They came out.
Seven Sects and the army team stepped out of the mountain forest one after another and stopped on the open plains.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
The oppressive feeling of being enveloped by unknown dangers finally dissipated.
Some people just collapsed on the ground, gasping for air.
Some people looked back at the forest that was gradually sinking into dusk, with complicated emotions flashing in their eyes.
Someone walked to the coffin containing the remains and stood silently.