Chapter 137: Supreme Fivefold Mist

Swish, swish, swish!

Several different sword lights flew through the air. Following behind them was a Pale Moon Boat, trailing at a steady distance of about a hundred meters.

“Ugh, why do we have to use Sword Flight ourselves, while she gets to ride in a boat? Blood Colored Poppy, you really favor beauty over friendship!”

“Exactly! Your Pale Moon Boat could clearly fit four people if we squeezed in! Letting just one person sit in it is a complete waste of resources!”

The two complaining as they flew were named Yue Zu and Dai Pao. Together, they were Yue Zu Dai Pao. They were the brother players from Wutai, and their names had been mocked by many as uncreative.

“It’s reasonable to let a beauty ride in a boat, but Poppy, it’s very unfair not to arrange a spot for me too!”

Fang Geyin from the Southern Sea Xuan Turtle Hall was different from the others. He wasn’t using Sword Flight, but was instead riding a white crane. Sitting on it, he spoke loudly and casually plucked two long crane feathers, causing the crane beneath him to tremble in pain and cry out mournfully.

Although this white crane couldn’t be used for battle and was only a mount, the others were extremely envious. It was said to be a spiritual beast specially raised by the Xuan Turtle Hall, and only a few disciples could obtain one as a mount. The white crane had a flight speed of around twelve hundred, and it didn’t consume any of the player’s True Qi during flight. One could sit in any position on its broad back.

“Alright, all of you, pipe down. Don’t make Dream Butterfly angry.”

Blood Colored Poppy put on a stern face and spoke seriously.

After waiting a full day, Ye Rong had taken time to log off, eat a proper meal, take a short nap, and then logged back in to gain two more levels of experience in the Immovable Wisdom King Sword Art. After all that, the other six people had finally arrived.

To his surprise, the inheritor of Ying Mo that Blood Colored Poppy mentioned was actually a woman named Graceful Dream Butterfly. She was tall, with stunningly long, straight legs, almost as tall as Ye Rong herself. She wore a gray Taoist robe, no accessories, and no visible signs of any magic treasures or flying swords.

When she spoke, she was very straightforward and poised, with a strong presence.

In the real world, this kind of woman would be the strong, dominant type, like an office lady, and would definitely attract a lot of male attention.

Blood Colored Poppy straightforwardly gave up her Pale Moon Boat, renting it to Graceful Dream Butterfly so she could rest inside alone, while even she herself obediently used Sword Flight outside.

After Fang Geyin arrived, his shifty eyes kept scanning over Graceful Dream Butterfly. Despite having a fairly decent appearance, he gave off an extremely lecherous vibe. He paid particular attention to her chest and legs, his scrutinizing gaze already starting to make Graceful Dream Butterfly displeased, a cold glint flashing in her eyes.

This scared Blood Colored Poppy, who quickly pulled Fang Geyin away, afraid that Graceful Dream Butterfly might lose control and angrily strike him down in one move. Although Fang Geyin’s strength was not bad, compared to a true disciple of Ying Mo, he was far inferior, and being killed in one move wouldn’t be surprising.

“Fang Geyin, you need to be careful too. If you keep spouting nonsense without restraint, this young lady is not someone with a good temper!”

The other two included a Huashan disciple named Breeze Clear and Clouds Light. His exact strength was unclear, but at least in terms of flight speed, he had already shown everyone, leaving them speechless. Ye Rong calculated inwardly, estimating that he was even faster than himself, and wondered how he had trained.

Although Huashan’s sword arts were known for boosting flight speed, for Breeze Clear and Clouds Light to have such a terrifying Sword Flight Speed close to fifteen hundred, he must have relied on boosts from other magic treasures. Huashan’s main appeal to players lay in its practical and numerous banner arrays; the Celestial Blazing Fire Banner Array was one of them.

Unlike banner array treasures like the Celestial Blazing Fire Banner Array, which could only be used in Guild Wars or group actions, there were also banner-type magic treasures that could be collected as a set to deploy an array, usable by a single person with great power.

Within Huashan alone, there were at least five banner-type magic treasures that purely increased Sword Flight Speed. Breeze Clear and Clouds Light had clearly mastered one of them, hence his astonishing speed.

“It seems even those third-rate sects shouldn’t be underestimated; they have their own unique methods! Even I would be left behind by Breeze Clear and Clouds Light’s Sword Flight Speed, unable to catch up.”

Ye Rong watched Breeze Clear and Clouds Light’s back. Around him were the faint images of nine cyan banners, with cyclone-like gusts swirling on them. He didn’t know much about Huashan and couldn’t discern what banner treasure this was or its specific attribute bonuses.

Huashan had few disciples, and the entire sect lacked any famous, powerful NPCs, far incomparable to Qingcheng. Yet, they still had inherited array divine abilities and developed many variations, quite different from the Southern Sea Xuan Turtle Hall, which also specialized in arrays.

The other one was a player who had inherited the legacy of an unknown rogue cultivator from overseas, named East Sea God of Wealth. When flying, he sat on a magic treasure that looked like a gold ingot, full and seemingly made of pure gold.

According to the map, the ancient tomb was located on the western side of the Kunlun Mountains, in an inconspicuous mountain stream.

“That ancient tomb is hidden underground. It’s said that every six hours, it automatically changes location, shifting its entrance. Even players who’ve been inside before can’t quickly find the entrance based on experience.”

“Then what do we do? Do we just search slowly once we get there?”

Fang Geyin seemed very impatient. After being warned by Blood Colored Poppy, he didn’t dare to make any more verbal advances toward Graceful Dream Butterfly. He looked completely deflated, spiritless, and spent the journey frantically plucking the feathers from his crane.

“Of course not. This Chrono Light Meridian Plate is sufficient!”

Blood Colored Poppy took out a starry sky compass. As soon as it appeared, a faint starlight descended vertically from the sky into the compass.

Chrono Light Meridian Plate, Fifth-Rank Magical Treasure, detects locations and traces paths, never missing.

Under the starlight, the needle on the Chrono Light Meridian Plate always pointed in one direction, guiding the seven of them forward smoothly without any worry of taking a wrong turn.

“This Chrono Light Meridian Plate and the flying sword under his feet seem to come from the same lineage; their nature and strength are exactly the same.”

Ye Rong flew within the group. Not familiar with these people, he simply spoke very little.

He did observe the magic treasure Blood Colored Poppy took out carefully. There was a seventy to eighty percent chance that a set of flying swords and magic treasures like this came from the Thirty-three Heavens Ancient Path. Otherwise, the possibility of obtaining matching items from the same series through other means was even lower.

“We’re here! The Chrono Light Meridian Plate shows this is the entrance to the ancient tomb!”

Blood Colored Poppy let out a clear whistle, raised her hand, and sent her starlight flying sword crashing down. It blasted the boulders and thick soil at the location indicated by the Chrono Light Meridian Plate, sending debris flying everywhere, shaving off a layer of the ground and lowering it by several meters.

After a few more strikes, they indeed discovered a clue. With a rumble, a large section of earth collapsed, revealing a dark, downward-leading hole. It emitted an aura of decay and mustiness, with lingering corpse energy drifting out.

The team led by the mechanist player from the Herbal Hall consisted of at least above-average Kunlun disciples, including a few skilled players. Yet, they had suffered heavy casualties even in the front layers of the tomb, unable to advance further.

The monsters they encountered were mainly zombies, wraiths, evil spirits, corpse generals, and the like, in large numbers. These monsters also came with various negative attack effects, making it quite a challenge to push through completely.

“I’ll lead the way.”

The long-legged lady, Graceful Dream Butterfly, disembarked from the Pale Moon Boat. She showed no fear at all toward this tomb filled with rolling Yin energy and obscure, unknown dangers.

A layer of five-colored smoke light rose from her body. It could expand or shrink at will, stretching out as it billowed, enveloping all seven of them. She still appeared very relaxed and casual.

“Supreme Fivefold Mist!”

Dai Pao exclaimed in shock, as if witnessing something incredibly unbelievable, and even reached out to touch the five-colored smoke light.

“Dream Butterfly, you truly have great skills! You even managed to obtain the Far Shore’s number one defensive treasure, the Supreme Fivefold Mist! With this, you can roam freely under heaven—who could possibly break your defense!”

After her initial astonishment, Blood Colored Poppy immediately congratulated Graceful Dream Butterfly, her tone utterly sincere.

“Haha, it’s just a semi-finished product. The real, genuine Supreme Fivefold Mist is a Ninth-Tier Magic Treasure. You’d need to be over level a hundred to equip it. My Supreme Fivefold Mist is only a Seventh-tier Magic Treasure.”

Graceful Dream Butterfly acted boldly, patting Blood Colored Poppy’s shoulder firmly. However, her slightly upturned corners of her mouth still revealed the pride in her heart.

Protected by the Supreme Fivefold Mist, the seven of them descended the moss-covered steps of the ancient tomb. The Yin energy gathered into weak demons that swooped toward them from all directions. When they reached the Supreme Fivefold Mist, the five-colored smoke light churned and enveloped them, causing the demons to vanish without a trace, leaving no ripple.

“Hmph, what ‘Far Shore’s number one defensive treasure’—Blood Colored Poppy really knows how to flatter! Whether it can even rank in the top five among defensive magic treasures is unknown, let alone it being a semi-finished product. Who knows when it will be completed and perfected?”

Fang Geyin, walking beside Ye Rong, said sourly. But the look in his eyes as he watched the Supreme Fivefold Mist was like a starving wolf spotting a fat sheep—blatantly greedy and covetous.

“Fang Geyin, this is still a Seventh-tier defensive magic treasure. If you look down on it so much, why don’t you bring one out to surpass it?”

Ye Rong chuckled inwardly and spoke to Fang Geyin.

“A Seventh-tier Magic Treasure? Who says I don’t have one? I just didn’t bring…”

Fang Geyin muttered a few words, his confidence waning, and he eventually quieted down, his voice fading away.