Let you make a game, what the hell is Pokemon?.

Chapter 277 A Reasonable Deal, Hidden Passages and Murals!
What he was after was clearly the resources or experience that Ling Feng could use to train powerful Ghost-type Pokémon. After all, there are only two possibilities for someone of that age to have two Pokémon by his side.

First, this isn't his Pokémon; it's just that he has a prominent status, so he can borrow other people's Pokémon to use.

Second, he cultivated it himself.

There was a clear connection between Gengar and Chandelure and the young man before him—a connection between a trainer and a ghost Pokémon, which he could sense.

In other words, this young person, at such a young age, was able to train two Pokémon like these...
If it weren't for the fact that their strengths were similar, he probably would have attacked directly.

Ling Feng was speechless upon hearing this.

Ghost-type resources?
He had never seen anything like it, let alone owned it.

The breeding secret recipe itself doesn't even include Gengar or Chandelure.
However, to be fair, I do have what the other party wants.

With a thought racing through his mind, he pretended to rummage through his backpack behind him, but in reality, he pulled out a uniquely packaged blue candy that shimmered with a soft glow from his system space.

It's an old acquaintance, of course—the Magic Candy.

"There is no secret recipe for its cultivation."

Ling Feng opened his palm, revealing the candy.

"But this will definitely work for it."

The withered man narrowed his eyes suspiciously, his thin fingers carefully picking up the candy.

He sniffed it, then waved his hand, and a faint black energy surged out, testing the candy. He found no signs of traps or toxins.

He hesitated, glancing at the rotten wood demon beside him.

The red light in the hollow eye sockets of the Wood Demon flickered slightly, as if it sensed an extremely pure and tempting energy fluctuation from the candy, and instinctively stretched out a vine.

The withered man eventually tossed the candy over.

The rotten wood spirit's vines nimbly wrapped around the candy, absorbing it into its body without hesitation.

The next moment, a shocking scene unfolded!

hum!
A powerful purplish-black light suddenly erupted from the body of the Rotten Wood Demon!
Its dark purple wooden trunk emitted a teeth-grinding creak, as if parched earth had instantly absorbed moisture, visibly swelling and becoming thicker and tougher!
A surge of ghost-type energy, far more powerful than before, spread out like a tidal wave!
Two red lights burst forth from the hollow eye sockets of the Rotten Wood Demon, like two searchlights. It tilted its head back and let out a low, satisfied yet surprised roar!

His aura instantly broke through the original bottleneck, and he steadily stepped into the high stage of the Heavenly King level!

The mockery, doubt, and greed on the withered man's face froze instantly, then were replaced by extreme shock and disbelief!
His mouth was agape enough to fit a duck egg, his eyes were wide open as if they were about to pop out, and his withered body trembled violently with excitement.

"What the hell is this?!"

He screamed so hard his voice cracked.

"One... and it broke through?! Where...where did you get it?!"

His gaze toward Ling Feng was filled with horror and an incomprehensible fanaticism.

Ling Feng had already prepared his explanation, and his face remained expressionless.

"A special item called Magic Candy. I got it as a reward from a game called Ultimate Emerald."

He explained in a flat tone.

"A game? A reward?"

The shock on the withered man's face vanished instantly, replaced by confusion.

"fart!"

He was so excited that he spat out his saliva.

"What game would give out something like this as a real-world reward?"

Ling Feng was stunned upon hearing this.

"This game is really popular, haven't you heard of it?"

The man curled his lip.

"How could I possibly know? I've never even heard of it."

"The spirit world has been half-isolated from the territory of those cowards outside for eight hundred years! Some outposts can occasionally send in some rubbish news, but I don't even know if the champion has changed, let alone what kind of game this is."

He scoffed, his tone filled with unfamiliarity with the outside world and a hint of barely perceptible disdain.

Ling Feng suddenly felt enlightened.

That's it!

Deep within the spirit world, especially for those beings who have long struggled on the edge of life and death and exist like savages, information from the outside world is almost completely cut off.

The Night Watch's leadership might know about the Alliance's support, but even the global gaming craze was something they were completely unaware of.

No wonder I received such a task.
Meanwhile, despite the utterly unbelievable origins of the magical candy, the undeniable and earth-shattering changes in the Wood Demon were right before his eyes, and the withered man had no choice but to accept it, no matter how much he disbelieved it.

He looked at the Wood Demon beside him, whose aura had grown significantly stronger, and the greed in his eyes was almost tangible.

"Boy!"

He was breathing heavily.

"Whether you stole this candy, robbed it, or it actually popped out of some damn game... this thing is really useful!"

He stared intently at Ling Feng.

"Any more? Give me a few more! I'll tell you where that road is right away, okay?"

He stretched out his withered hand, palm up, filled with eager longing.

Ling Feng shook his head decisively.

"This kind of resource is extremely rare, and I only have a little bit of it. Otherwise, how could I have the strength I have now?"

"This effect, one pill for one path, is very fair."

The magical candies I have now all have level restrictions on their use. I haven't given any away, but there aren't many left.

Besides, if this person were to improve his strength, it would be questionable whether he could even leave this place. He's not stupid.

The withered man stared at Ling Feng, his eyes flashing fiercely a few times.

His greedy nature made him crave more candy, but Ling Feng's calmness and bottom line, as well as the Chandelure with its deep and cold aura and the Gengar hiding in the shadows, made him hesitate.

In the end, he made his decision.

"Fine, you stingy kid."

He pursed his lips.

"Just one! Come with me!"

Without another word, he turned and, with the now much stronger and heavier-looking Wood Demon in tow, plunged into the intricate cluster of caves beside them, filled with jagged rocks and turbulent energy currents. Ling Feng immediately followed.

The Crystal Chandelier Spirit floated beside him, its eerie blue flames steadily dispelling the Soul-Eating Mist that tried to approach.

Gengar completely merged into Lingfeng's shadow, leaving only the most basic senses.

The withered man clearly knew this area intimately, moving through it like a gopher in a maze.

He led Ling Feng through a maze of twists and turns, avoiding several areas with particularly violent energy turbulence and dense spatial rifts, and even narrowly slipped past the perception edges of several wandering Heavenly King-level berserk dream demons.

Finally, they stopped in front of a huge rock wall covered with thick, dark green moss.

On the surface of the rock wall, one can vaguely see some ancient-looking rune carvings that have long been blurred.

The withered man gestured for Ling Feng to stop. He walked to the rock wall and uttered several extremely obscure and strangely pronounced syllables—or perhaps it wasn't even human language.

At the same time, the rotten wood spirit beside him extended a thick vine, the tip of which glowed with a dark purple light, and gently touched an inconspicuous groove on the rock wall that was half covered by moss.

hum…

A slight tremor was felt.

On the rock face, a vertical crack that was originally almost invisible and only the width of a finger silently slid open to both sides, revealing a downward-sloping path that could barely allow one person to pass through.

The inner walls of the passage were unusually smooth, clearly polished by hand, and permeated with the smell of dust accumulated over the years, as well as a soul-corroding mist that was much thinner than the outside world but still present.

The withered man pointed to the deep, dark entrance that seemed to lead to the earth's core, his tone tinged with impatience and indifference.

"This is it."

He stepped aside to make room for him.

"Just follow this road straight down, don't turn. At the end, there's an abandoned observation platform; it's not far from where you're going."

He emphasized this point.

"Remember, it's not safe inside either! It's just a bit better than those lunatics on the main road outside! The space isn't stable either! And..."

He took a step back, leading the Wood Demon into the shadows of the nearby rocks, his voice carrying a hint of schadenfreude and detachment.

"If you want to go, go by yourself. Even if you give me candy, don't expect me to go in with you to your death."

Having secured the candy, he clearly had no further intentions.

Ling Feng ignored his attitude, only taking one last look at the entrance to the deep passage and then glancing in the direction where the withered man had disappeared.

He did not hesitate at all.
He took a deep breath and crouched down to squeeze into the narrow passage.

As soon as they entered, the suffocating, soul-corroding mist and howling wind outside vanished instantly, as if someone had pressed a mute button.

The passage was eerily quiet, with only the faint footsteps and breathing of him and the two Pokémon behind him.

There is no black fog here.

This surprised Ling Feng somewhat.

He originally thought that the path leading to the depths of the spirit world would be much harsher than the environment of the cave complex outside, but he didn't expect it to be so clean.

Although the air still carried that lingering smell of dust, it didn't have that corrosive, skin-irritating sensation.

The crystal chandelier floated in front, its eerie blue flames illuminating the surroundings.

Ling Feng reached out and touched the inner wall of the passage; it was icy cold and unusually smooth.

This is clearly not a naturally formed cave, but rather shows signs of human excavation and polishing.

To have created such a delicate passage in the depths of the spirit world, filled with turbulent energy currents, those people, or rather those Pokémon, back then must have been incredibly powerful.

He continued walking forward, the road beneath his feet as smooth as a giant stone slab.

After walking for about a few minutes, the space ahead became slightly more spacious. Ling Feng stopped because he noticed something starting to appear on the smooth stone walls on both sides.

Is that a mural?

These murals are exquisitely detailed. Although they have been eroded over countless years and the lines have become somewhat blurred, they are still clearly recognizable under the bright light of the crystal chandelier.

Ling Feng moved closer and carefully examined the painting closest to him.

The painting depicts a distorted world; the sky is broken, and the earth appears to have been ripped apart by something, with countless purplish-black lightning bolts flashing through the cracks. At the very center of the painting stands a gigantic, bizarre creature.

The creature had six thick legs, a golden halo surrounding its body, and wings on its back that resembled thorny brambles or sharp blades made of some kind of metal, giving it an extremely ferocious yet majestic appearance.

Upon seeing this familiar figure, Ling Feng was suddenly stunned.

This form, this aura, even if it were just painted on the wall, exudes a sense of oppression that makes people want to submit... but Ling Feng didn't feel anything special.

Because this is an old acquaintance—Giratina!
He would never mistake it. Although the painting is abstract, as the ruler of the Reverse World, this legendary Pokémon image is so recognizable.

Although the mural only depicts one side of the scene and appears incomplete, as if it had been torn in half, its unique charm cannot be concealed.

So, is the origin of the spirit world related to Giratina?

Ling Feng pondered to himself. This was indeed a new discovery.

Although there is a lot of information online that says the Spirit Realm is a place where Ghost-type Pokémon gather, the specific reasons for its formation have always been unclear. I never expected to see a Giratina mural here.

Could it be that the Spirit World is actually a projection of the Reverse World into the real world, or that Giratina once descended here and left behind some kind of power that formed the Spirit World?
Just as he was staring intently at the mural, a crisp notification sound suddenly rang in his mind.

Ding!
The system panel popped up, with a line of eye-catching text flashing on it.

[Detected a portion of the Legendary Pokémon Ruins, discovering key information fragments, currently being collected... Collection progress 1%.]

really.

A hint of surprise flashed in Ling Feng's eyes.

The system reacted quite quickly. It seems that there are indeed many things hidden in this mural, perhaps even a relic belonging to the Ghost Dragon.

However, the fact that the inclusion progress is only 1% indicates that although the mural mentions Giratina, the amount of information is still too little, or rather, too incomplete.

He shook his head, preparing to continue walking forward to see what else lay ahead.

After all, since this passage leads to the core area, there must be more than just this one mural.

Just as he was about to lift his foot, a voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Huh, I didn't expect anyone to be interested in this."

The voice was calm, without any discernible emotional fluctuation, like an old friend greeting someone.

But even in this environment, the sudden sound made the hairs on Ling Feng's back stand on end.

You have to understand that all of my physical abilities and reaction speeds have been enhanced, but even for me, the speed at which the opponent moved was just too fast.

—When did the other person appear behind you?
(End of this chapter)