221 Hoof Shadow Shows Its Tracks (2/2)

”The three of us should split up to search. It'll be faster that way. We'll set the time limit to half an hour. When you find one, don't alarm it. Send a messenger pigeon and wait for the rest. Then, we'll make our decision! If we don't have anything after half an hour, let's meet up in this place.”

While Happy spoke, he tapped on a spot on the map. Once Thunderous Battle and Little North memorized it, they decisively split up outside the ancient tomb.

Happy did not leave immediately, because he had an even better method to search for Hoof Shadows.

All the people in World of Martial Arts knew that Hoof Shadows had great stamina, and when they ran, they left no tracks, even when they ran on snow. They would never leave behind obvious tracks for players to notice and capture them. However, a Hoof Shadow fan who appeared in the later stages of the game had followed them for a whole month and captured multiple Hoof Shadows. In the end, he found a very clear sign that Hoof Shadows left while moving around.

They also needed to eat, and when there was no one around, they would eat grass with raindrops or dew on it, as well as fresh fruits.

However, grass with raindrops or dew were hidden and were easily overlooked. It was also very difficult for players to notice and differentiate them. As for fresh fruits, since players could also eat them and even use them to restore a bit of their stamina, players would usually pick them when they noticed them, and they were even rarer.

That was the reason why the Hoof Shadow fan required such a long time to notice it.

Of course, that did not mean that Hoof Shadows would definitely appear next to grass with dew or raindrops. Instead, players could determine whether there was a Hoof Shadow near the area based on whether the grass had been touched.

With stubborn and unyielding spirit, the Hoof Shadow fan had become the Hoof Shadow King that everyone was envious of. He specialized in selling Hoof Shadow Horse Plates along with Phantasm Body Movement Skill, which countless martial artists were crazy over. Because of it, he became a millionaire whose wealth was second only to Wandering Know-it-all's in one go! However, once the players' overall abilities increased later on, Hoof Shadow King's secret was discovered, and he gradually faded into obscurity.

Happy's goal was not to obtain a Hoof Shadow.

A top-class high-grade mount was very tempting, but Happy was a person who pursued absolute strength. When he had to choose between his prestige and increasing his abilities, he would definitely choose Phantasm Body Movement Skill without any hesitation.

He looked around, and soon, he fixed his gaze on a green pasture.

After rushing over there, he quickly looked over the green and soft grass known as carpet tip from left to right. He paid attention to whether there were any signs of it being eaten before. When he noticed nothing, he quickly went to another side.

There was a pattern to searching for Hoof Shadows. There were not many meadows near ancient tombs, so if he did not find any signs of them and there was no commotion nearby, he just needed to head to a remote and deserted region. He would definitely find one there!

After searching for a period of time, a messenger pigeon suddenly landed on Happy's shoulder!

His spirits lifted, and he quickly took out the letter and spread it out.

There was only one sentence on the letter, along with some coordinates.

”Knew it, he found it!”

Happy summoned his purplish red horse without hesitation and jumped on it. With a snap of the reins, he headed to the coordinates stated in the letter.

A few miles away from Happy was the ancient tomb. A handsome horse with black and incredibly shiny fur was standing there. All sorts of venomous insects and centipedes were crawling all over its body. The horse tried to shake them while whining. It looked incredibly pathetic, and its resistance grew weaker with each passing second. The light in its eyes became dimmer, and it looked like it was near death's door. It even seemed like it would die at any moment.

”Enough! Take it away!”

With that order, thirty or so players with hostile faces standing further away puckered their lips, opened an item that looked like a pot, and let out a strange whistle.

As if the venomous insects had received some command, they swiftly stopped squirming about and invading the black horse's body. They split into dozens of groups and crawled into different pots like tidal waves.