Thanks for the invitation, I just entered the chat group after traveling through Under One Person.

Chapter 197 Night Bat Attack
In fact, opening the five orifices is already considered to have completed the first-grade realm. Leaping over the Dragon Gate is a hurdle between the first and second grades. Once you leap over it, it's like a fish transforming into a dragon, and all the power of your blood and qi is transformed into true qi, from the formless to the tangible, from the illusory to the real. That is the second-grade True Master realm.

If one fails to leap over the Dragon Gate, one will exhaust all one's vital energy and fall back to the Mouth Aperture Realm, where one can only accumulate vital energy again and attempt to break through the Dragon Gate once more.

Cheng Yiyi's ability to get so close to Song Shuhang's bug-level cultivation level was entirely due to the Qi and Blood Pills from her world. Cheng Yiyi also had a sudden inspiration: since the First Grade Leap Forward Realm also cultivates Qi and Blood, and the Bone Tempering Realm in the Martial World also uses Qi and Blood, wouldn't the Qi and Blood Pills from the Martial World be usable in the First Grade of cultivation?

As she had predicted, the Qi and Blood Pill added the same amount of Qi and Blood as the Qi and Blood Pill used in cultivation. This ensured that Cheng Yiyi wouldn't lack Qi and Blood during her journey to the First Grade Mortal Realm. She could then focus her main energy on training her mental strength.

Ai Haibara had previously struggled to accumulate points, and it was thanks to Cheng Yiyi's Qi and Blood Pills that her cultivation speed wasn't too slow. Otherwise, without resources, even with the help of good fortune, it would be like a skilled cook trying to cook without rice.

Ai Haibara's points accumulation was relatively slow before, but it has only recently started to improve. However, it seems that because she has her own luck, there are no obstacles in her cultivation. She is about to open her nasal passages, which, in a more fantastical sense, is the mid-level of the first rank.

Cheng Yiyi's willingness to support and sponsor Ai Haibara stems from two main reasons: firstly, she genuinely likes the character, and secondly, it's about finding a supportive group. They all belong to the relatively vulnerable group within the chat group, and Cheng Yiyi, despite her limited abilities, holds the title of group leader. Sponsoring Ai Haibara is also a way for her to gain a close ally.

Regardless of whether they are weaker than her in terms of strength, since they have joined this chat group, it's only a matter of time before their strength improves rapidly. Providing assistance when someone is weak naturally carries a higher level of kindness and generosity.

Cheng Yiyi was also helpless. Why was the atmosphere among the members of her "golden finger" chat group not like the loving and helpful atmosphere in novels?

The difference between having useful value and not having useful value is very blatant. Fortunately, at least before any interested person in the group figured out her specific group owner authority, no one would have any thoughts about her position as group owner.

Joseph, on the other hand, also consumed the Qi and Blood Pill and began using the buff power to temper his bones. He had already finished tempering his upper limb bones and was now tempering his lower limb bones, at the second rank of martial artist.

He prioritizes training his upper body strength so that it can be combined with Ripple attacks to unleash greater combat power. However, after dealing with Kars, his world will enjoy a long period of peace, with few opponents to fight.

It's worth mentioning that the Qi and Blood Pills Joseph used for cultivation didn't come from the chat group store, but from Cheng Yiyi, who was in the martial arts world.

The price of Qi and Blood Pills for recycling in the chat group mall is not too outrageous compared to the price of buying Qi and Blood Pills in the mall, but it is still about two or three times different.

In Cheng Yiyi's world, a single Grade One Qi and Blood Pill costs around two to three hundred thousand coins, which is just a daily medicine for replenishing Qi and blood for a Grade Two martial artist. With the stipend Cheng Yiyi received after being admitted to the martial arts university, she could buy quite a few Grade One Qi and Blood Pills.

Selling to the chat group marketplace would be too unprofitable; the most suitable way is to trade directly with members like Joseph who need Qi and Blood Pills for cultivation. Cheng Yiyi is already planning to develop her father, who also follows the path of cultivation, into a new customer.

Unfortunately, regardless of whether it's the martial arts system or the cultivation system, the universal Qi and Blood Pill can only be used at the lower levels. Once a martial artist exceeds the third rank or a cultivator reaches the second rank, they rarely need Qi and Blood Pills anymore.

It doesn't mean that you no longer need to train your Qi and Blood. Whether you are a martial artist or a cultivator in the cultivation world, you need to train your physique. It's just that Qi and Blood Pills are not enough to support your subsequent cultivation.

Cheng Yiyi doesn't have access to higher-quality pills for the time being, so she'll just stick with this small business for now. If there are any new members joining later, she can continue to develop new clients.

Song Shuhang, one of these people, stopped cultivating his qi and blood and instead focused on meditation to improve his mental strength and, incidentally, increase his proficiency in meditation techniques.

His vital energy was almost at its peak, but he didn't yet possess a second-grade cultivation technique. If he didn't want to suffer greatly from suppressing his cultivation level, he couldn't continue cultivating his vital energy. Therefore, Song Shuhang focused his energy on his spiritual power.

"Oh dear, such powerful darkness. We've arrived." The old man's voice pulled the group out of their meditative state.

On this continent, black mist churned like a surging undercurrent, obscuring the sky and shrouding the entire continent in chaos and the unknown. Their helicopter pierced through the low-lying clouds, gradually approaching the core of the black mist. The black mist, as if alive, coiled around the helicopter's fuselage, attempting to devour it.

Fortunately, the armed helicopter in District 13 was of excellent quality and withstood the interference of the black mist. Its rotor blades struggled to cut through the black mist, emitting an even more rapid and loud roar.

Through the cabin windows, all the people could see were blurry outlines; everything was distorted by the black mist, as if they had entered a dark kingdom.

"Dad, there seems to be... something in the black fog?" The helicopter pilot was none other than Sheriff Blake himself. Blake's piloting skills weren't the best in District 13, but when facing these dark creatures, piloting skills were no longer important; the most important thing was mindset.

If they had a driver with excellent skills but a bad attitude, Chen Long and his team would be in danger. Blake, who had seen many situations with Chen Long's father, became the best candidate for driver.

“Dad already knew, and there’s one more thing, they’ve already arrived!” Dad said, looking out the glass window with a serious expression.

An ominous rustling sound shattered the stillness of the night, followed by a writhing black shadow emerging from the sky. The Night Bats were soldiers, their movements swift and uncanny, their wings broad as bat wings, each gentle flap stirring up gusts of chilling wind.

Their eyes gleamed with a scarlet, cunning light, like two bright lamps in the darkness, revealing their greed and desire for their prey. A dark mass of night bats descended like a storm cloud, their wings blotting out the sun and making the entire sky even darker.

The Night Bats soldiers' figures appeared and disappeared in the darkness. Their wings were large and made almost no sound when they flapped gently. Only their scarlet eyes gleamed in the darkness as they circled the helicopter.

Suddenly, a Nightbat soldier let out a sharp screech—the signal to attack. In an instant, several Nightbats pounced on the helicopter like arrows released from a bow. They were incredibly fast, their silhouettes leaving black trails in the night sky as they hurtled towards the helicopter's cockpit.

Caught off guard, Sheriff Black was startled. A dark shadow flashed before his eyes, and a night bat swooped down to the window. Its sharp claws slashed across the glass with a piercing scraping sound. A crack instantly appeared in the glass, and his heart raced, cold sweat pouring down his back.

Then, more night bats joined the attack. Some rammed into the fuselage, some tried to burrow into the helicopter's mechanical structure, and others lunged directly at the rotor, attempting to disrupt the helicopter's flight. Under the night bats' fierce attack, the helicopter teetered on the brink of collapse, the rotor's roar became chaotic, and the fuselage began to shake violently.

"Help Dad open the hatch."

The attack helicopters in District 13 are quite technologically advanced; it's impressive that they didn't crash after being besieged by the Nightbat Shadow Legion for a while. The helicopter doors aren't manual; Blake presses a button, and both doors open.

The night bats, which had been circling outside looking for an opportunity to attack, rushed over the moment the hatch opened.

"Demons and monsters, get out of here..." The old man held a pufferfish magic weapon in each hand, and with both hands working together, beams of magic power whizzed and scattered the approaching Night Bat soldiers into black mist.

Chen Long, holding a dragon talisman, stood by the cabin door on one side, unleashing dragon explosions to eliminate the night bats surrounding the helicopter. Tru wanted to help, but considering his weight, he was allowed to remain in the center.

Joseph, eager to showcase his Stand ability, made his move. The purple hermit's hands transformed into thorny vines that stretched out and eliminated a group of Night Bats.

Seeing that the road ahead was clear, Blake quickly maneuvered the armed helicopter to land on the mainland.

(End of this chapter)