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The Heavenly Child Granny has a capricious personality. If I were to go there as a successor of the Free and Unfettered Sect, wielding the Sect Leader's Ring, perhaps there would be some chance of a breakthrough.

Even without her, those murals are enough to keep us studying for a while.

Thinking of this, he didn't hold back and directly used the Lingbo Weibu technique, his figure turning into a light blue flowing shadow, rushing towards the vast mountains where Piaomiao Peak was located in the northwest!

With his internal energy surging, the mental techniques of "Lingbo Weibu" flowed naturally, and combined with the subtle leaping and lifting techniques of "Tiyun Zong," his speed was increased to the extreme.

The wind whistled past my ears, and the scenery on both sides rushed past.

The deep blue figure leaped through the mountains and wilderness like the wind, each step covering several meters. It crossed mountains and valleys, completely ignoring official roads and focusing solely on straight lines, pushing its lightness skill to its limit.

Traveling at full speed like this consumes a great deal of internal energy and physical strength.

However, the abundant true energy and rapid recovery ability brought by the minor completion of the Pure Yang Limitless Skill, combined with the harmonizing power of the Great Perfection of the Harmony with the World, made him able to support this high-intensity long-distance march.

[Lingbo Weibu Proficiency +276]

[Lingbo Weibu Proficiency +276]

The cues at the edge of the field of vision jump regularly.

With continued full-force application, the proficiency of this top-notch lightness skill steadily increased.

Wu Feng was single-minded and focused solely on getting on his way.

As darkness fell, twilight enveloped the surrounding fields.

He didn't stop, using his exceptional eyesight and senses to traverse the dimly lit forest at an undiminished speed.

As the moon rose high in the sky and the stars became sparse, the terrain ahead suddenly rose, and the outline of a towering peak, seemingly piercing the clouds, became faintly visible in the moonlight.

Misty Peak.

Arrived.

Wu Feng slowed down and stopped at the edge of a woodland a few miles below the peak.

After several hours of running at full speed, even with his current physical condition, he felt a bit tired.

The body's vital energy has been depleted by more than half, and it needs to be regulated and restored.

Moreover, it's already late, making it inconvenient to go up the mountain.

Lingjiu Palace is built on the summit of Piaomiao Peak. The terrain is precipitous, easy to defend and difficult to attack. Visibility is poor at night, and it is too risky to go up the mountain rashly.

Because of his recent continuous use, Lingbo Weibu (a martial arts technique) was able to break through to a higher level during the last leg of his journey.

[Lingbo Weibu (Mastery). Agility +60, Movement Speed ​​+40%, significantly improved evasion ability, greatly reduced movement costs in complex terrain, and the ability to use airborne momentum for short-distance movement.]

The mastery of the Lingbo Weibu technique at its peak further enhanced his movement attributes, making his movements even more graceful and agile.

Seeing that there was no hope of climbing the mountain today, Wu Feng simply found a sheltered mountain hollow, cleared out a small open space, gathered some dry branches and grass, lit them with a tinderbox, and started a bonfire.

The flickering firelight dispelled the chill of the night.

He sat cross-legged by the fire and took out the dry rations he had prepared earlier from his backpack.

They ate the steamed buns and salted dried meat slowly, along with the water from the water bag.

The virtual feeling of fullness slowly rises as food is consumed, and the hunger bar in the upper left corner of the field of vision begins to slowly recover.

While I was eating, I suddenly saw a number of fires flickering in the distance, roughly to the northeast, in the woods two or three hills away.

There weren't just one place, but rather a whole area with at least a dozen bonfires.

The appearance of so many flames in this desolate wilderness at the foot of Misty Peak is clearly abnormal.

"Could someone be hunting here too?" Wu Feng glanced curiously in the direction of the firelight, but then dismissed the idea.

Hunting wouldn't involve lighting so many campfires, let alone gathering so many people.

A sense of unease crept into his heart. He quickly stuffed the steamed bun in his hand into his mouth, gulped down a few mouthfuls of water, and replenished his hunger.

Then he kicked it, kicking up sand and extinguishing the fire that had just started.

The campfire died down, wisps of smoke rose, and darkness returned to the surroundings.

Wu Feng stood up, put the water pouch and the remaining dry rations back into his backpack, and circulated the Lingbo Weibu mental technique within his body. His figure floated up like a falling leaf, silently heading towards the location of the fires in the northeast direction.

He moved with extreme lightness, landing silently, and quickly approached under the cover of the trees' shadows.

In no time at all, they had arrived at the edge of the woods.

He did not rush in, but instead lay down behind a slightly higher rocky slope, using the moonlight and the glow of the distant campfire to look down.

Sure enough, a number of people had gathered in the clearing in the woods.

A quick glance revealed at least forty or fifty people, sitting in small groups around a dozen or so bonfires.

These people were dressed in various ways: some wore short, tight-fitting clothes, some wore animal skin coats, some wore straw hats, and some wore headscarves. Their weapons were also diverse, including swords, clubs, and all sorts of unusual weapons.

Each of them exuded a fierce aura and had sharp eyes; they were clearly no ordinary fighters.

Moreover, the prefixes on their names are incredibly varied—

【Old Wu (Jiaowang Cave)】

[Master An (Shennong Gang)]

【Sangtugong (Biphosphorus Cave)】

【Duanmu Yuan (Crimson Flame Cave)】

……

They're all from the Thirty-Six Caves and Seventy-Two Islands!

Wu Feng's pupils contracted slightly.

These people are subordinate forces under the Lingjiu Palace, controlled by the Tianshan Child Granny's Life and Death Talisman. They are driven and enslaved on a daily basis, daring not to speak out against their anger.

What is their purpose in gathering here now?

He listened intently, and faint, intermittent conversations could be heard in the wind.

"...I wonder if it's true that the mysterious person said the Heavenly Child Granny has lost all her powers."

His voice was low, filled with doubt and trepidation.

Another gruff voice chimed in, "No matter what, we only have one chance. While she's rejuvenated and has lost all her power for these three months, we must storm Lingjiu Palace and force her to remove the Life-and-Death Talisman from our bodies! Otherwise, we'll be bound to Lingjiu Palace for life, with no chance of ever rising again!"

"That's right! It's time to get over all the humiliation we've endured over the years!"

"But those maids at Lingjiu Palace are not easy to deal with either..."

"What's there to be afraid of! There are so many of us, why should we be afraid of them? Besides, Granny Tong is a cripple now, and those maids are leaderless, they're nothing to worry about!"

"Let's do it! We'll head up the mountain first thing tomorrow morning!"

Wu Feng listened, and suddenly understood.

It just so happens that the plot involves the Thirty-Six Caves and Seventy-Two Islands plotting a rebellion against Lingjiu Palace.

The Heavenly Child Granny has reverted to childhood and lost all her powers. Upon receiving this news, these people gathered here, preparing to attack the mountain the next day to force her to remove the Life and Death Talisman.

His gaze swept across the crowd, and he suddenly noticed that among the campfires, there were some figures whose names were not displayed above their heads, but whose attire was clearly different from the surrounding NPCs.

Players.

There were quite a few people; at a glance, there were at least seven or eight.

These players mingled among the crowds in various caves and islands. Some were wiping their weapons, some were whispering to the NPCs beside them, and some were cautiously observing their surroundings.

It seems that the players have infiltrated a wide variety of factions.

Even these remote, small sects controlled by Lingjiu Palace can infiltrate, which shows that players will stop at nothing to obtain martial arts skills and resources.

Wu Feng glanced at it, then quietly turned and left.

Without alerting anyone, he retreated like a ghost, blending into the darkness, and quickly returned to the mountain hollow where he had rested.

He sat down again and began to think about it in his mind.

It seems he just happened to come across the plot; otherwise, most people wouldn't bother coming to such a remote place as Misty Peak, where you can hardly even see a bird.