Hundreds of kilometers away, Mo Feiyan was running with the most awful expression. She couldn’t feel more regretful about the three ultimate attacks she used to deal with Han Fei.
She had used half of the trump cards that she had prepared for the Desolation Graveyard. She was quite surprised that Han Fei didn’t chase after her. In such a case, it was hard for her to go to the Desolation Graveyard.
Thinking that through, Mo Feiyan chose to give up. She thought that Han Fei might not necessarily get a Soul Wing even if he made it to the Desolation Graveyard.
Even if Han Fei did get the Soul Wing, he would only be faster than regular Hidden Fishers, which wasn’t something she couldn’t bear.
What truly shocked Mo Feiyan was that the peak-level strike of a Hidden Fisher didn’t wound Han Fei, who was bold enough to take it the hard way. It indirectly suggested Han Fei’s strength.
Mo Feiyan couldn’t help but look up at the sky. “Han Fei, you’re truly brutal.”
…
Han Fei couldn’t care less about Mo Feiyan’s fury.
For the big picture of mankind, he could’ve spared Mo Feiyan and her friends, but if he met them privately, he would’ve tried to kill them. After all, those descendants of noble families had caused him a lot of trouble.
If he had met Sun Mu a moment earlier, he would’ve attacked without hesitation rather than rob him like he did to Mo Feiyan, as he and Sun Mu couldn’t coexist.
Looking down at the golden battle suit, Han Fei found a few cracks on it. He had to respect the power of a Hidden Fisher, whose sealed attack was already so powerful. If he ran into one in reality, he would probably have to run.
Removing the golden battlefield, Han Fei moved on for eight hundred kilometers. Then, he found that his skin was cracking and bleeding.
Han Fei’s face slightly changed. He made up his mind and attempted to practice the 108 Desolate God Body.
Swallowing five spiritual fruits in a row, Han Fei began to train.
Under the blast of the Desolation Gale and Desolation Water, Han Fei sensed that his strength was increasing, but not very significantly.
Wait, my energy is insufficient for my training here. Also, I’m already at the peak of the Hanging Fisher level. I can’t make any progress in the Desolate God Body or the Indestructible Body.
Han Fei cast the Divine Healing Technique on himself with his eyes flashing, wondering if he should make a breakthrough.
After the breakthrough, he would have about three days to absorb the Wind Pearl. The sooner, the better. However, he hadn’t even found the Desolation Graveyard yet…
I’ll just carry on until I can’t make it any further.
Han Fei secretly took a breath and continued forward, ignoring the wounds on his body.
Once he had more than a hundred wounds, Han Fei would cast the Divine Healing Technique on himself.
After two hundred kilometers, Han Fei sensed three people.
The three people looked quite similar. They wore armor that covered them entirely, even without holes for their eyes. They were like three statues.
One of them was slim, one was short, and the last was fat. They seemed to be training on the ground.
“Cao Qiu?”
Han Fei recognized Cao Qiu’s armor, but the guy had smartly written “Young Master of the Cao Family” on it.
Han Fei was lost for words. He knew that Cao Qiu had left the engraving to inform everybody of his birth and warn them not to attack him if they didn’t want to be killed.
Han Fei was quite amused. He was sure that the other two people were Guan Qingyan and Mu Jia’er.
Thinking that they were friends, Han Fei decided to meet them.
So, he put on a golden battle suit and walked to them.
When he was twenty kilometers from them, Cao Qiu suddenly looked back, and so did Guan Qingyan.
Han Fei was lost for words. It wasn’t a surprise that Guan Qingyan discovered him, but how could Cao Qiu? Had the guy’s spiritual power increased so fast? Back in the level-three fishery, his perception range was only eight hundred meters. He should be very weak…
Han Fei’s battle suit didn’t cover his face, because no Semi-Divine battle suits could protect the entire body. He didn’t wear a helmet as it was pointless to him.
“Han Fei?”
“Brother Han?”
Mu Jia’er turned back and asked in confusion, “Who? Isn’t Han Fei dead?”
A moment later…
Mu Jia’er jumped to her feet. “Han Fei? You’re still alive?”
Guan Qingyan looked at Han Fei’s waist. “Huh? Han Fei, you returned to the Scattered Stars Island?”
Cao Qiu had already run to him. “Han Fei, I heard that the sea demon mountains were gone. Were you behind it? How is the outside of the Scattered Stars Island? Is it exciting? I thought you were dead.”
Han Fei smiled. “I’m still alive. It’s too long a story to be told here. Why are you sitting here instead of moving further?”
Guan Qingyan was the first to recover his equilibrium. He looked at Han Fei and said, “Brother Han, the Desolation Graveyard is a hundred kilometers ahead of us, but there are countless hero souls over there that we can’t pass.”
Han Fei chuckled. “Then why don’t you make a breakthrough first and then try to pass them?”
Mu Jia’er said angrily, “Go further and check it out for yourself. It’s not about breakthroughs. Those hero souls are simply too strong for us.”
Han Fei tilted his head and looked at her. “Have you fought them?”
Mu Jia’er paused for a moment. “Not yet, but I’m sure I can’t beat them.”
Han Fei was lost for words. How could he be convinced by two cowards and a guy who didn’t know anything about fighting?
He waved his hands. “Let’s see how strong they are!”
A moment later…
“Shoot…”
When Han Fei’s senses reached the Desolation Graveyard, he discovered, to his shock, that the shadows of Wind Sky Wings were floating one after another. They had a wingspan of at least ten meters even though they were hero souls, which meant that they were all above level-55 when they died.
No wonder Mu Jia’er said they were too strong. Even Han Fei didn’t think he could beat them either!
He could’ve defeated one or two of them, but he had easily detected more than ten hero souls of such a high level after randomly scanning. There was no telling how many more were behind…
Pondering for a moment, Han Fei asked, “If I may ask, can the hero souls turn into Wind Pearls?”
Cao Qiu replied, “No! It’s said that the hero souls will swallow each other and result in a formidable Wind Sky Wing. If you kill the Wind Sky Wing, you can get a Wind God Pearl, which can give you powerful wings after you swallow it.”
Guan Qingyan added, “You may also acquire mutated Wind Pearls and get Soul Wings, which are faster and more effective than regular wings.”
After a moment of silence, Han Fei said, “Then I think you’d better stop searching for that. Can you really kill it even if you find it?”
Cao Qiu mumbled, “I’m done searching. We’re planning to hunt living Wind Sky Wings.”
Han Fei laughed. “Do you think any Wind Sky Wings will run towards the five of us?”
Mu Jia’er took out a ball and said, “They will come if we use this.”
Han Fei glanced at the ball in Mu Jia’er’s hand, only to find that it was a sealed pill.
Han Fei couldn’t help but ask, “If you can attract the Wind Sky Wings to you, why didn’t you make breakthroughs and get Wind Sky Wings?”
Mu Jia’er and Cao Qiu both turned their head back, and Guan Qingyan replied calmly, “Because we can’t beat them.”
Han Fei: “…”
Han Fei didn’t know what to say about those people who were incapable of fighting. Then, he thought of something and said, “Well, in fact, I think I can beat them, but I’ll have to pay a high price too. I can’t help you for free, can I?”
Cao Qiu raised his head. “I’ll make a deal with you. I can barter with you with the third strengthened version of the Poison God.”
Han Fei: “…”
Han Fei opened his mouth casually, “A thousand kilograms.”
“Pu!”
Cao Qiu staggered and fell to the ground. “I don’t have that much! I’ve only carried two hundred kilograms in total.”
Thinking about the effect of the Poison God, Han Fei chuckled. “Never mind, two hundred kilograms will be fine! But you have to give me three fist marks from the Cao family too.”
“I only have one left.”
Narrowing his eyes, Han Fei said, “Cao Qiu, do you know who I met when I first came?”
Cao Qiu asked in confusion, “Who?”
Han Fei snorted. “Mo Feiyan.”
Cao Qiu was surprised. “She’s here too?”
Han Fei said casually, “I had a fight with her too. That woman threw three pieces of ancient jade at me. The trip here was truly dangerous. I don’t think it’s acceptable if you refuse to give me three fist marks from the Cao family!”
After a moment of hesitation, Cao Qiu said, “Then I can only give you a hundred kilograms of the third strengthened version of the Poison God.”
Han Fei grinned. “Deal.”
Collecting the Poison God and the fist marks of the Cao family into Forge the Universe, Han Fei unhurriedly looked at Mu Jia’er and Guan Qingyan and said earnestly, “Look, I’m not very demanding. You…”
Mu Jia’er raised her hand. “I’ll give you Semi-Divine armor.”
Han Fei pointed at his golden battle suit and said, “I’ll accept it if you give me some Divine equipment. I can already craft Semi-Divine equipment now.”
Guan Qingyan heaved a sigh. “Just as I expected. It seems that you didn’t go easy on refining on the sea. Brother Han, what do you want? If you want the kind of attack, I have them too. I can give you five pieces.”
Han Fei was quite intrigued. He didn’t know that those people were so rich. Was the ancient jade so cheap?
Han Fei’s eyes flashed. “In fact, I don’t need that many. When I become a Hidden Fisher, that kind of attack will be just an unremarkable trump card. Now, I accept credit points, level-two Soul Crystals, Spirit Awakening Fluid, and spiritual spring… Old Guan, not that I’m petty, but it’s really costly for me to catch one for each of you…”
Guan Qingyan was silent for a moment. “I don’t have level-two Soul Crystals or Spirit Awakening Fluid, but I have two million credit points and twenty thousand catties of spiritual spring.”
Han Fei patted Guan Qingyan’s shoulder. “That’s alright. You can give me two pieces of the ancient jade. I won’t ask for all of them.”
Guan Qingyan nodded and quickly transferred two million credit points to Han Fei.
Han Fei was quite delighted. When he deduced Void Fishing, he spent so much spiritual energy on increasing his strength, upgrading his Spiritual Heritage and, and refining Semi-Divine weapons that he only had eighty million points of spiritual energy left. Considering what Guan Qingyan offered, he had a hundred million in total.
Also, two million credit points could be exchanged for a lot of good stuff.
Han Fei heaved a long sigh. It’s really not easy to make money these days! I have to work as a part-time mercenary and accept such a dangerous task…
After that, Han Fei looked at Mu Jia’er, who stepped back in fear.
