Chapter 162 - 146: I’m Standing Right in Front of You

Chapter 162: Chapter 146: I’m Standing Right in Front of You

Obviously, their luck wasn’t great. Even after killing the Poison Dragon ninety-nine times, they still hadn’t obtained the Nine Dragon Poison Emperor skill. But they couldn’t be blamed. The difficulty of acquiring the Nine Dragon Poison Emperor was incredibly high. In fact, "high difficulty" didn’t even begin to describe it—it was virtually impossible to obtain.

This was Su Tan’s original design. Liao Wen getting it the first time was just a sheer stroke of dumb luck. Hitting the jackpot once was already incredible; how could they possibly expect to do it again? That would be severely underestimating the difficulty Su Tan had set! It was only natural for them to hit a wall.

It wasn’t that Su Tan didn’t want the players to grow stronger by deliberately setting such terrifying thresholds. He wished everyone could become a powerhouse, slinging Divine Techniques left and right to efficiently exterminate the Yin Demons in the Marching Battlefield. But he couldn’t do that. A game needed to have its rules. A mature game required both easily accessible skills and equipment, as well as exceptionally rare ones. He had already granted the players massive advantages. Furthermore, creating the Nine Dragon Poison Emperor skill was incredibly difficult. The required Yin Power, the imprint mediums, and other resources were staggering; the Fat Monk simply couldn’t produce that many of them. The three girls were destined to be disappointed.

"There’s no reason for this... Why hasn’t it dropped?" Liao Wen’s small face flushed red.

Just a moment ago, she had confidently declared that the Nine Dragon Poison Emperor skill would definitely drop here. Now... she had been slapped in the face by reality! She had originally thought that since she got the skill on her first try, it would be easy. Who knew it would be this rare?

"It’s fine, Wen. If it doesn’t drop, then it doesn’t drop."

The other two were rather laid-back about it.

"Yeah, we’ve already killed this poor Flood Dragon so many times. Let’s let it off the hook and go find other monsters to kill."

"Hehe, that’s true. Farming just this one is pretty boring. Let’s go do other quests together," Liao Wen said with a smile. She didn’t want to stay here any longer, either. She had a nagging feeling that trying to get the Nine Dragon Poison Emperor skill to drop again would be ridiculously hard!

"Mhm, the Marching Battlefield still has a vast world waiting for us. Let’s not waste any more time here. Let’s go!"

"Our battlefield is the sea of stars!"

The three little girls’ eyes burned with determination, full of anticipation for the outside world. They decided to head out and properly experience it.

"Qing, what quests can we do?"

"DING! Inheritors can accept quests in the Quest Hall. Every day, there will be bounty quests, your exclusive quests, and system quests!" Qing explained.

The three left the Dragon Cave, finally able to take a good breath of fresh air.

Even though they were out of the Dragon Cave, the environment of the Marching Battlefield still felt oppressive. The lingering fog, the endless sea of white bones, the perpetual grey tone of the world, the pungent stench of blood permeating the air, and the solemn killing intent—it felt like the apocalypse, suffocating everyone who entered. This place truly lived up to its name without a hint of exaggeration. The Marching Battlefield! A battlefield of nothing but blood and slaughter! Just stepping into it was enough to ignite one’s fighting spirit.

However, compared to the scorchingly monotonous Dragon Cave, it was relatively better here. But only relatively.

"Congratulations on completing the novice quest. Welcome to the Marching Battlefield and your journey to becoming saviors. I am the Prophet of this world; everyone calls me Old Man. In the future, I will immediately inform all Inheritors of any main quests, so please keep an eye out for my updates. Now, please begin your marching journey! This old man wishes you boundless prospects in your cultivation and that you reach the very peak!" An old man formed from greyish-brown smoke spoke these words before vanishing.

The novice quest was completely finished. From here on out, it was all up to the players themselves.

"Qing?"

"I am here!" Qing replied.

"What’s the situation now? Does this mean we can just do whatever we want?" Liao Wen was a bit lost.

"Yes, you can do anything. You can kill Yin Demons, cultivate, find Dao companions, create alliances, or even kill Ten Thousand Races Cultivators—whatever you desire," Qing said. The degree of freedom was extremely high, just like in the real world.

"Every time you hunt a Yin Demon or kill a Ten Thousand Races Cultivator, you can gain Yin Power and experience." Qing paused before continuing her explanation. "However, I suggest you hunt Yin Demons. Because the main theme of the Divine War Game is eradicating Yin Demons, the officials have made a few minor settings to align with it. Killing Yin Demons will grant you buffs from the game’s mechanics, and the rewards are quite generous. Conversely, to encourage unity among the Ten Thousand Races Cultivators and prevent infighting, the rewards for killing cultivators from the Ten Thousand Races faction are extremely minimal!"

Su Tan had considered the issue of infighting. His fundamental purpose for creating the Divine War Game was to kill Yin Demons, so what would be the point of internal conflict? That would be total nonsense! Therefore, he implemented this mechanic to prevent infighting. Players could compete and fight all they wanted, but their targets absolutely had to be the Yin Demons.

"The big shot behind the Divine War Game must be a terrifying existence." The more the little girl experienced it, the more she marveled at it. The fact that someone could create a Virtual World game like this was absolutely mind-blowing.

Little did she know, the name "Void God Realm" was simply given by the people of the World of Ten Thousand Races. Because they could only log in via their Divine Senses, they called it "Void." In reality, from Su Tan’s perspective, the Void God Realm was an actual, physical world—a massive Secret Realm filled with endless treasures. The only drawback was that the living beings of the World of Ten Thousand Races couldn’t log in with their physical bodies.

"I also want to remind you that if you complete the quests on the noticeboard and strive to get on the leaderboards, the rewards will be even richer!" Qing added.

"Quests? Leaderboards? Rewards?"

These three keywords made Liao Wen’s eyes light up.

"How do we do quests..."

The three were clueless, stumbling around like headless flies. Under Qing’s guidance, they completely ignored the simple quests and dashed straight toward a target with decent rewards. They didn’t care whether it was difficult or not. They were just going to brute-force it!

WHOOSH!

WHOOSH!

WHOOSH!

...

The Skeleton Forest.

Row upon row of withered trees stood with only their trunks and branches remaining, baring fangs and brandishing claws. Their branches intertwined, looking like hideous demons reaching out from the ground, struggling in agony amidst the grey fog.

Within the forest, a Yin Demon Army of roughly one hundred thousand lay hidden. They had formed a strike team, preparing to launch a sneak attack on the human base camp.

The size of this Yin Demon Army wasn’t particularly massive; compared to the numbers on the front lines, it paled into insignificance. However, this wasn’t just a simple group of a hundred thousand Yin Demons. Every single one of them was incredibly strong. Astonishingly, their leaders were three Yin Demon Kings. The Yin Demon higher-ups had placed high hopes on this strike force, expecting them to act as a surprise tactical unit and obliterate the players’ base camp.

During the half-month the Divine War Game was offline, a vast number of the Yin Demon Race had crawled out of their prisons. While the Ten Thousand Races Alliance was nowhere to be seen, they continuously absorbed the escaping Yin Demons, organizing them into platoons. They planned to wipe out the Ten Thousand Races Cultivators in one fell swoop the next time they met.

The Yin Demon Commander believed this battle was a sure victory. Had it not been for the one million-strong Yin Demon Army that Fu Jian had pitilessly slaughtered earlier, they would have been absolutely certain of their success. This was going to be the Yin Demons’ strongest military offensive since breaking through their encirclement.

"This time, we will definitely destroy the Ten Thousand Races Alliance’s base camp and shatter their will to fight!

"Warriors of the Holy Race, it is time for your dedication! The Lord God will remember your meritorious deeds!" The leader of this Yin Demon Army growled in a low voice.

Pairs of eyes glared with the ferocity of wolves and tigers. They had stalked their way here, taking waterways when available, slipping through canyon fissures, and using the forests for cover. By this day, they weren’t far from the Ten Thousand Races’ base camp.

They thought they were perfectly hidden, completely unaware that Su Tan and the Fat Monk, with their omniscient god’s-eye view, had long since figured out their movements and intentions. The two had even turned their platoon into a quest target.

Well... the reason they had smoothly arrived here wasn’t because no one knew about them. On the contrary, the players were all too aware of this Yin Demon Army’s situation. With three Yin Demon Kings and a massive number of Grandmaster-level Yin Demons, who would want to mess with them? Ordinary people were no match at all, so they just pretended not to see them.

But... that was only for ordinary people. The three newly arrived little girls were a different story. Seeing that the event rewards were pretty good and the quest location wasn’t far away, they decisively accepted it.

Yep, the reason was just that simple.

The space in the center of the Yin Demon Army rippled. Three Wormholes appeared, and immediately after, the three girls walked out of them. They craned their necks, looking left and right, curiously observing their surroundings.

"Wow... so this is the Yin Demon Army. It looks so realistic!" Liao Huang’e remarked.

The three of them had relaxed and cheerful expressions. Amidst an army of a hundred thousand Yin Demons, they strolled leisurely, as if they were taking a casual walk in their own backyard. They were completely at ease.

This took the leader of the Yin Demon Army by surprise.

What on earth was this???

"Kill them!" There were no extra words, no unnecessary interrogations. It simply ordered their execution. No matter where these interlopers came from, their appearance here meant the battle had already begun. There was no need to talk, nor did it matter if their cover was blown.

RUMBLE!

"Kill!!!"

Swarms of Yin Demons lunged at the three little girls. Their methods were extremely brutal and their visages ferocious, looking just like a horde of fiendish monsters straight out of purgatory. They each unleashed their Divine Powers, intent on tearing the three girls to shreds.

They had expected the three little girls to put up a fight. But... the three of them actually just stood there without moving an inch?

They wondered, "Are they scared silly??"