Chapter 167 (1/2)
Sacred treasure.
Whatever treasures could be crowned such a name weren’t ordinary naturally.
For the first time, Lin Xun was well aware that the Amrita Saint Pearl he had obtained by accident bore astounding secrets, which could be perceived from the sudden battle today.
He knew clearly that he had to make the best use of time to recover because the enemies wouldn’t let him go for the pearl.
In other words, the enemies would come to him once again!
Three Barbarian Soldiers with terribly high combat effectiveness showed up this time, but how many of them would appear next time?
At the thought of this, Lin Xun knew that he was in great danger.
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Having left the Demon-cloud Ridge, Hu Long decided to return to the camp of Reshahar Army first after hesitating for a long time.
It was late at night, but Song Ling wasn’t in bed yet.
He was reading the battlefield report which was sent in just now. It briefly recorded some situations in the Demon-cloud Ridge in an incomprehensive way, and was more about the abnormal actions of the Voodoo-barbarians.
Since the trainees of Bloodthirsty Camp entered the Demon-cloud Ridge for the assessment, such a battlefield report was sent to him every three days.
Its purpose was quite simple, to make the army precautious beforehand in case a sudden danger brought a devastating blow for the trainees.
The assessment was open to death, but the irregular death was not allowed!
Each trainee came from an influential family. Put it this way: they were the elites of the young generation cultivated by the great forces of the empire; their identities, statuses, and potential abilities were the best of the best.
Therefore, losing one of them would mean losing one powerful enough to be the top mainstay of the empire in the future!
Therefore, though the assessment seemed a “training” project for the youth, no one would let down his guard.
When Hu Long called on him, Song Ling just finished reading the report. At first sight, Song knew that the teenager had been sifted out, because he reached the Gang Spirit Realm!
However, Song Ling couldn’t help wrinkling his eyebrows. Being eliminated wasn’t a big deal. As long as Hu Long was alive, the great force behind him would help him to be a leading figure in one region in the future even without the training of the Bloodthirsty Camp.
Hu Long visited him at a late night after being knocked out. Was he unreconciled to the fact?
But soon, Song realized he had guessed wrong upon hearing of what Hu Long told him about the battle today.
“Barbarian Soldiers?” Song Ling’s face became grave.
“The three Barbarian Soldiers have the combat effectiveness higher than that of ordinary ones. We once killed Barbarian Soldiers in the training of our camp, but compared with those, the three ones today are absolutely more powerful and more terrible,” Hu Long’s face was rather serious. “Otherwise, I wouldn’t choose to get to the higher level.”
Song Ling narrowed his eyes, and he knew clearly that Hu didn’t need to lie to him. The problem was indeed serious.
Three Barbarian Soldiers with the exceedingly high combat effectiveness appeared suddenly to ambush two trainees of the Bloodthirsty Camp, which was quite odd. Such kind of force was forbidden in the Demon-cloud Ridge according to the agreement reached by the empire and the Voodoo-barbarian Tribe.
What Song Ling couldn’t bear the most was that Lin Xun was involved in it!
Song had already learned the bloody battle near the volcano days ago and known some rumors about Lin Xun.
He was in charge of the assessment of Camp 39. He didn’t have much impression of Lin Xun, but after that battle, he knew that Lin Xun was definitely as powerful as Bai Lingshi, Zhao Yin, Lee Duxing, and Zhangsun Heng.
The people like Lin Xun were destined to make the world-shaking achievements!
Hearing that Lin Xun had almost been killed, Song Ling naturally felt shocked, and he realized the gravity of the problem.
“Can you judge their identities?” asked Song Ling in a muffled voice after keeping silent for a few moments.
Hu Long was in a daze, and then he seemed to realize something. He said with his face changing slightly, “They are all the Water Barbarians.”
Suddenly, Song’s eyes were full of cold light, “Have you also perceived something wrong?”
Hu Long said with a nod, “The Voodoo-barbarians whom Lin Xun once fought against near the volcano also come from the Water Barbarian Branch.”
Song Ling stood up and said, “This problem is a little odd. You wait here, and I go to visit Commander Wu Shinglie.”
Wu Shinglie!
As the commander of the empire’s Reshahar Army, he had fought on the battlefield for hundreds of years and had been known to every household because of his remarkable military exploits.
Seeing this, Hu Long finally knew that he seemed right to come here.
“Lin Xun, I’ve done what I can do. I don’t owe you anymore…I hope you can leave the Demon-cloud Ridge alive!” murmured Hu Long.
That night, Lieutenant Wu Shinglie, commander of the empire’s Reshahar Army issued an order, dispatching 10 practitioners of Gang Spirit Realm to slip into the Demon-cloud Ridge for clear information.
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Three days later-
Lin Xun woke up from his meditation.
He consumed most of his elixirs he had plundered.
It left him no choice. All his strength seemed exhausted after he displayed the RFS (Reaching for the Stars) twice in a row.