Online Game: Me, with Unparalleled Comprehension

Chu Wanli and Gu Ducheng, protecting Duan Yu, thanked Wu Feng again and then led a group of guards, surrounding Duan Yu, and hurriedly headed towards Dali City, soon disappearing at the end of the forest road.

Wu Feng stood there until their figures completely disappeared before turning his gaze away.

He weighed the money bag in his hand, opened the drawstring, and looked inside.

The gleaming gold ingots and the gleaming silver coins came into view.

A quick glance revealed about two gold ingots, both of which were standard ten-tael official gold ingots.

The silver coins were all in small pieces of five or ten taels each, totaling about a hundred taels.

"Twenty taels of gold and one hundred taels of silver. That's quite a generous sum." Wu Feng carefully put away the money pouch.

This money can be exchanged for a lot of cash, and my liquid funds have been greatly increased.

He looked up at the sky.

After a chase, a battle, and a rescue, the sun was already setting in the west, the outlines of the distant mountains were blurred, the light in the forest was quickly dimming, and night was about to fall.

"If we go back to Dali City now and they see us, they might think I have ulterior motives for following them." Wu Feng shook his head inwardly. "It would be better to find a place to rest nearby and make plans for tomorrow."

He turned around and used his lightness skill to dash towards a small town on the outskirts of Wanjie Valley.

Half an hour later, Wu Feng stepped into the small town called Xibianji.

The town is small, with only one main street and a few inns and taverns, where smoke is already rising from the chimneys and lights are just coming on.

He found a guesthouse that looked fairly clean and tidy, called Yuelai Guesthouse, and booked a regular room on the second floor.

After paying the room fee, I was led upstairs by the waiter.

The room was small and simply furnished, but the bedding was clean and the windows were intact.

After dismissing the waiter, Wu Feng bolted the door, walked to the window, looked at the quiet street outside, and confirmed that nothing was amiss.

With a slight thought, I chose to exit the game.

The scene before my eyes shifted, and the soft sound of the game pod lid sliding open was particularly clear in the quiet room.

In the real world, the city lights are dazzling outside the window; the night is just beginning.

Wu Feng sat up, rubbed his cheeks, and stretched his neck. After being immersed in the intense battle and journey for so long, even after regaining consciousness, a trace of mental fatigue remained.

The feeling of emptiness in my stomach is very real.

He got up quickly, changed into casual clothes, grabbed his phone and keys, and went downstairs.

He turned into his usual family-style restaurant, familiar with the place.

The store was bustling with activity and full of lively atmosphere.

He found an empty seat in the corner, sat down, and picked up the greasy, plastic-sealed menu.

"Boiled beef, Kung Pao chicken, stir-fried lettuce with garlic, hot and sour shredded potatoes, and a seaweed and egg drop soup." He ordered quickly, "A big bowl of rice."

"Okay, just a moment."

While waiting for his food, he leaned back in the hard plastic chair, took out his phone, unlocked it, and habitually tapped the official forum app for "Jianghu Dream" with his thumb.

The homepage feed refreshes like a waterfall, with a dazzling array of headlines.

A quick glance reveals that discussion posts about "Duan Yu being kidnapped", "The Four Evils gathering in Dali", and "The high monks of Tianlong Temple taking action" occupy a large portion of the page and are extremely popular.

If you randomly click on a few posts, the content is largely the same, mostly describing the chaos in Dali City during the day, how the Four Evils arrogantly appeared, how the high monks of Tianlong Temple chased after them, and the shock caused by the news that Duan Yu had been kidnapped.

Various speculations, analyses, exclamations, and gossip abound.

Wu Feng quickly swiped the screen, his gaze suddenly drawn to a post that was rapidly gaining popularity:

[Wow! The top-ranked anonymous player has leveled up again! Level 32! That's rocket-speed leveling!]

The post was short, mainly showing a screenshot of the current level rankings. The top spot was still held by an anonymous user (***), at level 32. The second to tenth place rankings were either level 30 or 29, showing a significant gap between them.

The comments below are exploding:

"Holy crap! Level 32 already? Wasn't it just level 30 yesterday? You leveled up twice in one day?"

"He killed the Mangku Zhuha and leveled up to 30, and now he's 32... What did this big shot do this time?"

"Could they have been involved in Duan Yu's kidnapping? And killed one of the Four Evils?"

"Impossible! The Four Evils are ganging up now, and Duan Yanqing is so fierce, who could possibly kill them?"

"Perhaps they've completed other high-level quests? Or maybe they've found a new leveling spot?"

"We don't understand the world of anonymous big shots..."

Wu Feng closed the post without expression.

Players have many guesses, but no one directly connects the anonymous big shot with Yun Zhonghe's death, since Yun Zhonghe has only recently died and the news has not yet spread.

He scrolled down further and saw a post with an attached video, titled:

[Live Coverage! Duan Yanqing vs. Four Senior Monks of Tianlong Temple! A Clash of Masters You Can't Miss!]

The person who posted the video seems to have taken it from a safe distance; the image is a bit shaky, but still relatively clear.

In the video, the location is an open valley. Duan Yanqing is holding two crutches and facing four old monks (Benyin, Benguan, Benxiang, and Bencan) who are dressed in yellow robes and have white eyebrows and long beards.

The two sides had clearly been fighting for some time, their sword energy crisscrossing and their finger strikes piercing the air, creating a sandstorm and a tremendous display of power.

Duan Yanqing fought against four opponents and held his own!

His movements were unpredictable; his iron crutch moved with lightning speed, and his One-Finger Divine Skill was sharp and concentrated. He could force back the encirclement at the last possible moment, and even occasionally counterattack, leaving one of the monks somewhat disheveled.

Although the four senior monks of the Ben generation cooperated well, their Buddhist teachings were solemn, and their finger techniques were exquisite, their individual strength was clearly slightly inferior to Duan Yanqing's. Even when the four of them joined forces, they could only barely hold him off and could not form an overwhelming advantage.

The battle lasted for about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. In the end, Duan Yanqing seemed unwilling to fight for long. He seized an opening and forced the two men in front of him away with several sharp finger strikes. His figure retreated like a ghost, disappearing into the dense forest behind him in a few leaps.

The four eminent monks were unable to catch up and had to give up.

This concludes the video.

The comments below were filled with amazement:

"Duan Yanqing is too fierce! He's taking on four opponents at once!"

"The high monk of Tianlong Temple seems... a bit weak? Four people couldn't even stop Duan Yanqing?"

"It's not that he's a high-ranking monk, it's that Duan Yanqing is too strong! He's considered a strong figure even among first-rate martial artists, and might even have reached the threshold of the pinnacle!"

"So this is the strength of a top-tier expert... terrifying indeed."

"After watching this video, who would dare to mess with the Four Evils?"

Anonymous expert: I dare. (laughs)

Wu Feng watched the video, mentally assessing the strength of both sides.

"Duan Yanqing is indeed strong. His One-Finger Divine Skill has reached perfection, his internal energy is profound, and his combat experience is superb. These four monks of the Ben generation are each estimated to be between the top of the second tier and the early stage of the first tier in terms of martial arts. Only when the four of them work together, with the enhancement of the formation, can they contend with Duan Yanqing. But to defeat or kill him will be difficult."

He shook his head and turned off the video.

"Our strength is still a bit weak." He muttered to himself, his tone calm but carrying a hint of cold anticipation. "We've learned so many advanced martial arts, yet the four of us working together still couldn't defeat Duan Yanqing... If I were to face all four of them now..."

He narrowed his eyes, the image of the four old monks using finger techniques and body movements flashing through his mind.

"It's not that we can't fight."