The blood-red rice field spread out in a perfect square, about 50 meters long and wide. Despite its size, there weren't many rice ears ready for picking.“Let's pick what we can,” Draken said eagerly.The teens, wearing loose sportswear school uniforms, quickly wrapped the rice, filling their pockets with every ear they found. They didn't waste a single grain.“Time to eat,” Draken said with a grin.Thinking about his newfound Absolute Directional Sense, Draken realized how useful it was. Finding the blood-red rice field might not have been by chance; his strong hunger probably helped them find it.“Your leading skills are great,” York said.Draken chuckled. “You can call me a top-notch tour guide.”York chuckled back. “You're taking compliments seriously, huh?”The group settled near a small hill with a spring. They washed the blood-red rice in the water, taking off the shells by hand. They knew the rice was good for martial arts cultivation.As night came, they felt hungry. They kep
None of them managed to get a good night's sleep.The sounds of battle and screams persisted, growing nearer with each passing moment. Everyone, including Draken, felt on edge.The campsite offered favorable conditions overall, but the open terrain had its pros and cons.In times of safety, they could survey their surroundings from the slightly elevated hill.However, in times of danger, the exposed mountain peak left them vulnerable, with nowhere to hide and nowhere to flee but to become live targets.Fortunately, despite the escalating chaos drawing closer, it didn't encroach upon the few individuals atop the mountain.With bated breath, they endured the tumult until dawn.“It seems to have quieted down.”“Should we go check it out?” Draken suggested in a hushed tone.Though slightly perilous, the idea seemed necessary; the pungent scent of blood lingering from the chaos had already wafted up with the mountain breeze.Continuing to linger risked discovery by other demonic beasts or
In Bactria, the combat examination had barely commenced for half a day before it was abruptly halted. This event, an annual affair for the humans, drew participants from all walks of life. It was rare to find anyone without a vested interest, as the martial arts examination encompassed nearly every sector in Bactria.However, this year's examination took an unexpected turn. A significant geological upheaval shook the secret realm of Myriad Beast Mountain, disrupting the safety zones designated by humans. Despite timely detection, the chaos within the secret realm rendered it inaccessible to the high school examinees.It took the education division half a day to grasp the severity of the situation. As news of the examination's premature end and the venue complications spread, it sent shockwaves across Bactria, touching every sector of society. The widespread nature of the issue made it impossible to conceal.Among those affected were the children of employees across various divisions i
On the Goblin Lord's body, two distinct charred palm prints stood out prominently, evidence of the scorching heat from Draken's mastered Diamond Dust Palm technique.Strictly speaking, Diamond Dust Palm wasn't bound by specific palm techniques but served more as a versatile martial enhancement.It boasted high temperature, toughness, and increased strength, allowing for varied strikes, even a mere slap."What a waste," sighed York, tallying his earned martial arts examination points. "Selling the materials from these demonic beasts and devils could fetch us a good sum. Sadly, time and energy are scarce for such endeavors..."After a tumultuous night, the area was littered with numerous corpses, emitting a pungent stench of blood.While gathering points was manageable, collecting materials would be time-consuming. Plus, lingering too long risked attracting more demonic creatures."Don't fret, we have six more days in this realm. Plenty of opportunities ahead," Draken reassured with a g
York was dumbfounded as he looked at Draken waving his sword. Raul and Nana had already run far away.York had heard of sword techniques that could block hidden weapons or other flying tools.However, even the lowest level of cultivation for those sword techniques had to be in the pulsing realm.No martial apprentice could cultivate such a sword technique.This was because all of those sword techniques required the assistance of strong eyesight.To put it nicely, the martial apprentice realm was the reserve for martial artists. In fact, in this world where everyone valued martial arts, even an ordinary person who was physically unsuitable for practicing martial arts could have the strength of a martial apprentice realm after long-term training.Therefore, in theory, the martial apprentice realm was still the level of ordinary people.A martialist in the pulsing realm could open up meridians, allowing themselves to truly possess vitality.The so-called vitality was energy and spirit. I
"Let's go! Let's go! Let's hold hands. Let's go! Let's go! Let's go traveling," Draken chanted cheerfully, leading the way after their narrow escape from the stinger demon bees. They slowed their pace, mindful that running might attract more trouble than it solved.In high spirits, Draken even began to sing a nursery rhyme, his mood buoyed by their successful evasion. He had managed to collect thirty-five stinger demon bee stingers, which could fetch around thirty-five thousand dollars on the market. Each stinger could be used to craft a single special arrow imbued with deadly poison, making them highly sought after despite their relatively modest individual value."Draken, your sword skills..." York finally gave in to his curiosity, unable to contain his wonder at Draken's remarkable defense against the stingers."I created it myself. Pretty amazing, right?" Draken chuckled, confirming York's suspicions. He had indeed developed the sword technique himself, drawing on his extensive kn
“Lt’s go! Let’s go! Let’s hold hands. Let’s go! Let’s go! Let’s go traveling.”After escaping from the stinger demon bees, Draken and the others slowed down. After all, if they kept running, they would make a lot of noise and attract unnecessary trouble.Draken was in a good mood and even started to sing a nursery rhyme.He had collected a total of thirty-five stinger demon bees ‘stingers. According to the market price, he could sell them for about thirty-five thousand dollars.A single stinger could only be used to create one special arrow with deadly poison. The stinger itself could be sold for 1000 dollars.This price was not exaggerated. Although the toxicity of this poisonous thorn may not have much effect on some higher-level demon beasts or demons, it would still have a little effect.At a critical moment, it could turn defeat into victory because of this little effect. Therefore, this thing never lacked a market.In other words, there was no lack of market for any materials, p
Although it had been a few months since Draken transmigrated to this world, and he had already merged with the host’s memories, Draken did not accept the host’s social relationship.Draken seemed to be very familiar with his classmates, but only Draken himself knew that these ‘familiar’ classmates were strange to him.The original host’s memory was still the original host’s memory.In Draken’s eyes, these ‘familiar’ classmates were just the original host’s familiar classmates.Earlier, when York, as the class president, had planned to lead by example and cover the retreat of Draken and the other ‘ordinary students,’ Draken’s heart had been shaken.That ‘I’m the class monitor after all!’ It was like a heavy hammer that smashed the barrier in Draken’s heart.Although York phrased it nicely, the result of staying behind to cover while they retreat was death.Did York not know? Of course, he knew!Even so, York still decided to bring up the rear. Even though he was also very afraid and ev