Gold-Severing Thread

Guan Chenglong's words left a profound impact on Feng Qingmo, so much so that he spent the entire night contemplating his future path.

He had joined Huashan and the military largely for the sake of his parents, with a smaller part of him feeling that even if he joined the Limit Dojo, he might not necessarily gain more than he would at Huashan.

Though his cultivation was diligent, he lacked any grand ambitions of saving the nation or caring for the world; he was more concerned with whether he could eventually hitch a ride with people like Luo Feng to reach the universe. Yet, he had no clear plan or goal regarding what his future would look like or what kind of person he wanted to become.

However, Guan Chenglong's words forced him to re-examine the stance from which he should exist in this world.

City 0312, located about 300 kilometers from Kyoto Base City, was the southern gateway to the capital before the Great Nirvana era. As a prefecture-level city, the urban area covered a vast expanse.

On the highway outside the city, a figure was moving at high speed.

"Set off in the middle of the night and traveled for most of the day; finally, I'm almost there." The fully armed Feng Qingmo looked up at the sun in the sky. Although it was hazy, he could still feel the warmth of early spring.

He swept his spiritual energy around the area and checked it against his map. "I'm about to reach the suburbs. This whole road has been nothing but lone soldier-level monsters; I haven't even seen a commander-level one..."

"The mission from the training camp is to bring back materials from at least two intermediate commander-level monsters," he continued, moving along the dilapidated highway. "To hunt intermediate commanders, I have to at least enter the outskirts of the city, maybe even the main urban area..."

As he moved, he kept his spiritual energy spread out over a wide range. He hadn't detected anyone following him yet; clearly, the people at Huashan Training Camp understood the capabilities of a spiritual master and knew that sending people to tail him was pointless, so they truly hadn't sent any experts to protect him in secret.

I wonder how Zuo Mingkun and the others are doing? A thought flickered through his mind, but he quickly composed himself. Having entered the suburban area, he spread his spiritual energy out wide.

"That's a herd of Iron-Armored Bulls. Judging by the leader, they should be low-level commanders. Hmm, too many soldier-level ones; better go around..."

He avoided the sight of the Iron-Armored Bulls, quietly bypassing them through a small alley.

With a flying blade constantly following by his side, dispatching any lone soldier-level monsters he encountered along the way, he soon arrived at his destination—the Cloud Center.

This was a standalone high-rise, a high-end office building from before the Great Nirvana, spanning several dozen floors.

He had selected this spot via map before setting off, intending to use it as a temporary resting place. Located on the edge of the city, the building might contain a few soldier-level monsters, but commander-level ones generally wouldn't venture this far from the main urban area.

He had only just climbed to the third floor when a furry head suddenly popped out from a corner. Before it could even let out a roar, a soft shoo sound rang out, and a black flying blade instantly pierced its brow. The Lion Mastiff Dog collapsed and died on the spot.

Probing with his spiritual energy, Feng Qingmo stood his ground as the black flying blade darted out, and the monsters on that floor were killed one after another.

After spending some time clearing the entire building, Feng Qingmo found a relatively clean room on the fifth floor to serve as his temporary residence for the next few days.

Sitting cross-legged, he first cultivated his genetic energy, then took out a wheel-like device and strapped it to his left wrist.

He had specifically purchased this from the mall before departing; it was called the "Gold-Severing Thread." Inside was a hundred-meter-long alloy wire. Do not underestimate this alloy wire; it was infused with high-grade Kro Alloy, reaching an unfathomable level of both toughness and strength.

It could not only withstand a pulling force of over a thousand tons but also possessed excellent flexibility, and the tip was equipped with a barb. Since the base physical strength of a peak high-level War God was only around five hundred tons, it was nearly impossible for anyone below the Planetary Level to break free once bound by this wire.

Although a normal peak high-level War God usually possessed several times the force amplification, that only applied when they had space to maneuver and was typically added to attacks. Once bound, relying on muscle power to snap the wire rendered such techniques of little use.

Furthermore, the alloy wire was very thin; even if one could snap it, they would certainly be flayed and mangled in the process.

This alloy wire and its launching device alone had nearly exhausted his remaining savings.

The Gold-Severing Thread served three purposes: first, it allowed high-level martial artists to move at high speeds through the city, much like Spider-Man from the films of his past life, using the length of the wire to achieve rapid, long-distance movement among the high-rises.

Second, it could be used to capture rare monsters. While only parts of a monster's body were valuable, some live monsters were worth far more than their individual materials.

Third, it could be used for rescue. With a length of one hundred meters, if used well, it could cover a hundred-meter radius, helping teammates who had fallen into danger—whether by pulling them away or dragging the source of danger away, it could produce immediate results.

When Feng Qingmo saw such an item in the mall, he immediately decided to buy it. In his past life, he had envied the "little spider" who could swing through the city in the movies. Now, although he had spiritual energy to fly, spiritual energy could be exhausted, and in an emergency, this could prove vital.

More importantly, many War Gods possessed the Black God Set. In the original story, even Luo Feng, who was already a peak high-level War God spiritual master, found himself helpless against Li Yao, who wore the Black God Set.

Later, he even bought a net-like device from the War God Palace to deal with Li Yao. Although he didn't end up using it, the line of reasoning was undoubtedly correct.

Among War Gods of the same rank, possessing the Black God Set made one virtually invincible. But if a War God wearing the Black God Set were to be bound, they would be like a fish on a chopping block, leaving the enemy to decide whether to steam or braise them.

However, the Gold-Severing Thread was extremely difficult to use. After all, at a hundred meters in length, one could not achieve perfect control without long-term practice, and the price was exorbitantly high, so very few people actually bought it.

Feng Qingmo's confidence lay in his spiritual energy. With the assistance of his spiritual energy, the difficulty of maneuvering it dropped significantly, and he could wrap his spiritual energy around the entire Gold-Severing Thread to make its trajectory more flexible and varied.

Sitting on the floor, he first practiced using only the strength of his wrist and fingers to operate the Gold-Severing Thread. As expected, it was extremely difficult and lacked precision. He then decided to incorporate his spiritual energy, and the difficulty of using the Gold-Severing Thread plummeted.

After practicing for several hours, he could basically control it with the flexibility of his own arm, and he stood up.

"Time to go find some monsters to test it out..."