Online Game: Me, with Unparalleled Comprehension

Arriving too early may not be a good thing.

That day, the Mountain Child Granny, Wu Xingyun, was known for her eccentric and strange personality.

Even though she has lost all her skills and is forced to hide, given her suspicious and violent nature, it's hard to say whether it would be a blessing or a curse if I rashly approached her as a successor of the Xiaoyao Sect.

Asking someone to teach him? That's definitely not his style.

It's better to wait for an opportunity to take what you can't get by humbling yourself.

The current situation has ironically presented him with an excellent opportunity.

This rabble is perfect for being used as experience points.

If they were in an open area, these people would scatter and flee when they sensed danger, making it quite troublesome to chase them.

But once inside Lingjiu Palace, the gates are closed, and the terrain becomes restricted, making it like being trapped in a jar.

At that point, won't you be able to swipe however you want?

When do players level up by killing monsters one by one? Group attacks are the most efficient way to kill monsters.

The fact that these people are gathered together so neatly is like a gift package of experience, internal strength, and martial arts secrets delivered right to our door.

In particular, one can use the Northern Darkness Divine Art to absorb other people's internal energy and convert it into one's own. Although there is some loss and it needs to be tempered, the effect of rapidly increasing the upper limit of true energy in a short period of time is real.

Despite practicing diligently all night, the Pure Yang Limitless Skill progressed rapidly, but the increase in the upper limit of true qi was only two or three thousand points.

If we can absorb the internal energy of these cave lords and island lords, the increase in power will definitely be significant.

"This is a rare opportunity," he muttered to himself, a cruel smile curving his lips.

The law of the jungle prevails; that's just how the world is.

These people are plotting a rebellion, and their hands must be stained with blood. Killing them will leave me with no qualms.

At that moment, he stopped paying attention to the slow-moving team down the mountain, calmed his mind, and closed his eyes.

The mental cultivation method of the Pure Yang Limitless Technique flowed slowly within his body. The Pure Yang True Qi, already at the minor completion stage, was vast and boundless. Now, with the support of a high 462 points of comprehension, it circulated smoothly and efficiently.

A golden-red pure yang vortex slowly rotated in the dantian. With each cycle, the true qi became more solid, and the color of the vortex quietly changed to a deeper golden-red.

[Pure Yang Limitless Skill Proficiency +276]

[Pure Yang Limitless Skill Proficiency +276]

A pale gold notification pulsed rhythmically at the edge of consciousness.

A mountain breeze rustles through the treetops, carrying the faint chirping of insects and birds from afar, further emphasizing the tranquility of the place.

Time slipped away quietly during focused practice.

An hour passed in the blink of an eye.

Wu Feng slowly finished his practice and opened his eyes.

A fleeting golden-red glint appeared in his eyes, quickly concealed.

My body is full of vital energy, I am full of energy, and my condition has been adjusted to its best.

He stood up, dusted himself off, and looked up toward the summit of Misty Peak.

"Time to harvest the vegetables."

With a swift movement, he naturally unleashed the Lingbo Weibu (Lingbo Steps), combining it with the soaring and leaping techniques of the Tiyun Zong (Ladder Cloud Leap), transforming himself into a pale blue streak of light shadow. Without any concealment, he sped along the steep mountain path towards the Lingjiu Palace at the summit, far exceeding the speed of the previous thirty-six cave teams!

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

In the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the massive palace complex, built against the cliff and exuding an imposing aura, came into view.

The vermilion palace gates were wide open, and the square in front of them was in chaos.

Dozens of people from the Thirty-Six Caves and Seventy-Two Islands, dressed in various costumes, are engaged in a fierce battle with a group of Lingjiu Palace maids wielding long swords.

Sword energy crisscrossed, and screams and cries of agony filled the air.

There were more than a dozen corpses lying on the ground, some of the attackers and some of the Lingjiu Palace maids, their blood staining the white marble floor.

The Heavenly Child Granny has disappeared without a trace, presumably having gone to seek refuge.

Wu Feng landed in the shadow of a flying eave near the palace gate, his gaze coldly sweeping across the battlefield.

The names of the people from the Thirty-Six Caves were mostly displayed in a light red above their heads—this meant that they had actively attacked the NPCs of Lingjiu Palace.

Enemy status has been entered.

Killing them in this state will not increase your infamy value.

What caught Wu Feng's attention even more was that the names of the seven or eight players mixed in with the crowd were also glowing red.

"Perfect," he muttered to himself, a cold glint in his eyes.

He didn't want some quick-handed player to record his process of gaining experience and absorbing internal energy, and then upload it to the forum, attracting unnecessary attention and speculation.

The safest approach is to eliminate these potential recorders first.

Once he made up his mind, he no longer hesitated.

With a swift grab of his right hand, the Crimson Python Blood-Swallowing Spear, its entire body a deep crimson, menacing and domineering, was already in his grasp. The spearhead gleamed with a chilling, blood-red light in the sunlight.

He pulled down the brim of his straw hat, obscuring most of his face, leaving only a pair of cold, ruthless eyes visible.

The next instant, he pushed the Lingbo Weibu technique to its limit, and his figure suddenly rushed into the battlefield like a ghost!

The target was clear—it was aimed directly at those players who were hovering on the edge of the battle, sometimes ambushing, sometimes observing!

That's incredibly fast!

The players only caught a glimpse of a deep blue afterimage out of the corner of their eyes before a cold, stinging pain shot through their throats or chests. Their health bars were emptied, their vision went black, and they vanished in a flash of white light.

"Pfft!" "Hiss!" "Ugh!"

Several soft sounds and a short, painful groan rang out almost simultaneously.

Wu Feng's moves were devoid of any fancy tricks; they were all simple and deadly thrusts, jabs, and sweeps.

With his strength exceeding a thousand, the enhancement of his minor mastery of pure Yang Qi, and the terrifying attributes of the Crimson Python Spear itself, he didn't need a second move to deal with these players whose average level was less than 30 and whose equipment was ordinary.

In just a few breaths, all seven or eight players were dead, and a few scattered orbs of light exploded from their bodies.

This sudden massacre instantly attracted the attention of several cave masters and island lords who were besieging the maids of Lingjiu Palace.

"Not good! There are reinforcements! Kill him!" A burly man with a bushy beard wielding a pair of short halberds roared, abandoning the maid in front of him and turning to pounce on Wu Feng!

The two leaders beside him, one wielding a knife and the other a whip, reacted quickly, simultaneously turning their weapons around and grinning as they surrounded him.

Wu Feng looked at the three people rushing towards him with indifferent eyes. He neither dodged nor avoided them. He simply flicked his wrist and put the Crimson Python Bloodstained Spear back into his backpack.

Empty-handed?

Duanmu Yuan and the other two were stunned for a moment, but the attack had already begun. They had no time to think. The short halberd cut through the wind, the blade was sharp, and the long whip was like a venomous snake spitting its tongue, covering Wu Feng's vital points from three directions!

Just as the weapons were about to strike, Wu Feng moved.

With a series of graceful, unpredictable steps, his figure moved like a willow catkin in the wind, slipping through the gaps in the shadows of halberds, blades, and whips in the blink of an eye, and ghostly slicing into the middle of the three. He raised his right hand, his palm subtly swirling with black and white energy, and unleashed a powerful palm strike, a perfect blend of strength and gentleness, yin and yang!

Tianshan Six Yang Palms - First Form: Yangchun Baixue!

"Bang!" "Crack!" "Pfft!"

The palm strike hit his body directly, and Duanmu Yuanshou was deflected by the force of the palm strike. He took a solid blow to the chest, his protective true energy instantly collapsed, his sternum caved in, and he was sent flying backward, spitting out blood.

The leader wielding the knife was struck by the aftershock of the palm strike, fracturing his arm and dropping his long knife.

Even those who were a little further away from the whip were shaken so badly that their blood and qi surged, and they staggered backward.

Wu Feng pressed his advantage relentlessly, displaying his agility once more, catching up with the flying Duanmu Yuan like a shadow. His left hand shot out like lightning, his five fingers forming a claw, precisely gripping Duanmu Yuan's Jianjing acupoint, and the Beiming Divine Art was suddenly activated!

A strange suction force emanated from the Laogong acupoint in Duanmu Yuan's palm. Duanmu Yuan felt a numbness all over his body, and the internal energy he had cultivated for many years surged uncontrollably toward the other's palm like a flood bursting its banks!

"My internal energy... Dissolve, dissolve power technique! How... how can you know the Six Yang Palms of Tianshan?!" Duanmu Yuan's soul scattered, and he screamed in disbelief, his voice filled with terror.

The Dissolving Power Technique! Ding Chunqiu's signature evil skill, which specializes in dissolving the internal energy of others. It is extremely insidious and has a notorious reputation in the martial arts world!

This shout was like a thunderclap on the chaotic battlefield.

Several nearby leaders who had originally intended to attack Wu Feng changed their expressions drastically upon hearing this, their eyes filled with horror as they looked at him.

The Six Yang Palms of Tianshan? That's a secret technique of the Lingjiu Palace! The Dissolving Power Technique? That's the method of the Starry Constellation Old Monster! Just who is this person?

"Get out of here!" someone shouted, and the momentum of the siege instantly collapsed.

The surviving leaders exchanged glances, all seeing the same thought in each other's eyes—escape! Escape immediately! Facing a ruthless figure who knew the Dissolving Power Technique, what were life-and-death talismans, what was freedom, compared to preserving their lives and power!