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While waiting for his food, he took out his phone, unlocked it, and habitually swiped his thumb to open the "Jianghu Dream" official forum app.

The homepage feed scrolled by at lightning speed, with a dazzling array of titles, but a quick glance revealed that discussion posts about Dali and the Four Evils indeed made up a significant portion of the content.

He randomly clicked on a popular rant post, the title of which was filled with resentment:

[Warning: Never go to Dali and encounter the Four Evils! You'll be instantly killed by Yun Zhonghe! Your level will be reset to zero! All your martial arts skills will drop by one level! You'll be devastated!]

The poster, whose ID is "Wind-Random Little Knife," was clearly very agitated, as the entire post was filled with exclamation marks and crying emojis.

"Brothers! Take my advice! If you're not at least second-rate, don't go to Dali to join the fun! I didn't listen to reason and followed a group hoping to get some free soup, but as soon as we got near that village supposedly infested with bad guys, we ran into that lecherous scoundrel Yun Zhonghe!"

"That guy's lightness skill is amazing. Before we could even see him clearly, he was already floating over, just like a ghost! And he was sneering at us, 'Where did these little fish and shrimps come from, daring to meddle in our business? You're tired of living!'"

"And then... that was it. I just saw a shadow flicker, felt a chill on my neck, and then everything went black and white! When I respawned, my level had dropped back to level 1! All that hard work leveling up! And that's not all, all my martial arts skills, whether basic or advanced, whether I'd reached minor or major mastery, all lost a level of proficiency! Some I'd just started with were completely gone! I... felt like I wanted to die!"

"This death penalty is too harsh! Yun Zhonghe was especially ruthless, giving us no time to react! With his lightness skill, we third-rate agility users couldn't even touch the hem of his clothes! We were just free kills! And he even mocked us! To be humiliated like this by an NPC, I'm... "

The comments section below the post has exploded with discussion:

"Please accept my condolences, OP... Thank you, Shennong, for testing the poisons for us."

"Yun Zhonghe is that strong? He wiped out a whole team in one move? What kind of team composition do you have?"

"Our team has five third-rate players, two with arm strength over 50, and one meat shield trained in Iron Shirt... They're useless, they can still be killed instantly."

"It seems like it's really not something we can touch at this stage... Thanks to the original poster for sharing their personal experience to help us avoid potential pitfalls."

"So those who are clamoring to find bargains can take a break. They won't find any bargains, and they'll become experience points themselves."

"The analysis posts on the forum before were right. These four villains are the world bosses at this stage. Without a large force and top-notch experts to lead them, no matter how many they send, they will all die."

While eating the twice-cooked pork rice that had just been served, Wu Feng looked at the post, feeling completely unmoved, and even a little amused.

Just as he thought. Third-rate martial artists are no different from paper in front of true masters.

Lagging behind in attributes, martial arts skills, and combat experience, resorting to sheer numbers?

When the gap in individual strength becomes large enough, having more people sometimes just means dying more neatly.

He scrolled down further. This tearful post had indeed deterred many people, but the forum was never short of stubborn individuals.

Right next to it was a post with an arrogant title:

[OP is too weak! Verdict: I'll take over. I could easily hold my own against Yun Zhonghe! A powerful team has been assembled; we're heading to Dali tomorrow to stream our villain-hunting adventures!]

Upon clicking through, it became clear that the poster was a mid-level player with some minor fame. He had posted screenshots of his and several teammates' attribute panels, all of them being third-rate martial artists, with some of their martial arts skills having reached a high level. They did indeed appear to be stronger than the team led by the rogue in the wind.

The comments below were also varied, with some praising the "big boss is awesome", some calmly analyzing that it was still uncertain, and others simply enjoying the show and urging the live stream to start.

Wu Feng pursed his lips and shoveled a large mouthful of rice into his mouth.

These people really know nothing about power.

When a second-rate fighter defeats a third-rate fighter, it's a complete and utter suppression.

Unless you have some kind of overpowered martial arts skill or equipment, it's like a father beating his son.

Not to mention that the AI ​​of these villainous NPCs is obviously not low; their combat intelligence and ruthlessness far exceed those of ordinary players.

Two more moves? They'll probably be dead the moment they step in.

The game's premise is quite straightforward: the attribute gap caused by the difference in realms acts like an insurmountable numerical chasm.

For mainstream players, the Four Evils are now considered standard world bosses, and extremely brutal, hardcore ones at that.

At this stage, taking on the challenge is tantamount to suicide; it merely adds realistic material about the treacherous nature of the martial arts world to the game.

However... Wu Feng chewed his rice, but his eyes didn't change much.

He was happy to see these people willing to deliver the goods.

The death penalty in this game is so severe. If a lot of players die, those who level up quickly will fall behind significantly. Wouldn't his advantage, gained through hard work and dedication, become even more obvious?

It would be more interesting if you rolled it up first, only to find yourself back where you started.

He quickly scanned the forum homepage, and apart from posts related to the Four Evils, there wasn't any other particularly valuable new information.

He shut down the forum and focused on the meal in front of him.

The twice-cooked pork was stir-fried until it was glossy, savory, and fragrant, making it a great

He finished his meal in a flash, even drinking every last drop of the soup.

Check out and leave.

The cool night breeze brushed against my face, carrying the unique scent of the city.

He took a walk to digest his food and slowly walked back to his residence.

I took a hot shower to wash away my fatigue and changed into clean pajamas.

Without any hesitation, he lay back down in the gaming pod.

The hatch closed, and the familiar darkness alternated with the faint light. My consciousness quickly sank into that world constructed of data.

In the game world, in a guest room on the second floor of Yuelai Inn.

The light was dim. Wu Feng sat cross-legged on the hard bed, his mind instantly calming down.

He closed his eyes and guided the vortex of energy within his body—a serene and jade-like energy that subtly resonated with the surrounding environment—to begin circulating the "Harmony with Light and Dust" mental cultivation method.

Now it has reached the perfect state, and its operation is smooth and free. Almost as soon as the thought arises, the true energy flows naturally along the mysterious and complex path.

A cool and tranquil feeling spreads throughout the body from the dantian, as if the spirit is immersed in warm spring water, with very low energy consumption but exceptionally clear perception.

He could faintly hear the clattering of bowls and chopsticks in the lobby downstairs, and feel the subtle changes in the force of the night wind blowing across the eaves outside the window.

Completely immersed in cultivation, they forgot the passage of time.

With each cycle of true qi, it grows stronger and more solid, and its affinity and resonance with the primordial qi of heaven and earth deepens.

At the edge of the field of vision, the proficiency indicator jumps at a steady frequency.

[Harmony with the World Proficiency +210]

[Harmony with the World Proficiency +210]

……

Without the constraints of early morning classes, being able to do things entirely at my own pace feels truly comfortable.

No need to worry about missing the right time, no need to deliberately show off to anyone, just focus on becoming stronger.

As the sky outside the window turns from dark black to deep blue, and the faint sounds of roosters crowing and dogs barking drift from afar, a new day quietly begins.

Wu Feng slowly finished his practice and opened his eyes. The light in his eyes was gentle and restrained, and his mind and body were clear and peaceful. The fatigue from a night of cultivation was negligible.

He brought up his skill bar and glanced at it: [Harmony with the World (Perfect 253108/500000)].

After a night of intensive training, my proficiency level increased from 193108 points to 253108 points. That's a whopping 6 points!

This efficiency is indeed much higher than when I was on Wudang Mountain, with a regular schedule and morning classes.

The feeling of having free time to fully master a martial art is exhilarating.

"Not bad," Wu Feng muttered to himself, nodding in satisfaction.

There's still a gap of nearly 250,000 proficiency points to reach the Great Perfection, but at this rate, it won't be long.

He rolled out of bed, splashed cold water on his face, and felt refreshed.

He straightened his coarse cloth outfit, put his iron-slaying sword back on his shoulder, picked up his bag, and went downstairs.

Early risers were already having lunch in the lobby on the first floor.

Wu Feng found a seat, ordered a bowl of vegetarian noodles and two steamed buns, and quickly finished them with pickled vegetables to replenish his hunger level above the safe line.

Then, he went to the counter and bought enough dry rations for three days—hard bread, dried meat, and a water bag filled with water. These were essential for his journey.