Eternal Life Starts as a Hunter-Chapter 412 - 150: Strife for Forged Soldiers, Each Shows Their Brilliance

Chapter 412: Chapter 150: Strife for Forged Soldiers, Each Shows Their Brilliance

Frontier, at the junction of Mianzhou Path and Fujiang Path.

Peeping Valley,

Yinfeng Cliff...

A place rarely trodden, a path from which the living do not return, yet someone is climbing step by step.

However, the steps are not steps, merely slanting soil rising upwards.

But a road never walked, is it not a road?

On the soil...

The shadows of the everlasting sophora trees sway, concealing the figure of this person. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

And behind this person follows a man with a weathered face and vigilant eyes scanning the surroundings.

This man is the Jing Family’s Fifth Grade Elder ——— Jing Ruyi, who has come as a protector.

The Jing Family, skilled in seeking fortune and avoiding calamity, and with Master Gong being close to the Jing System, thus Jing Ruyi obtained the task of accompanying Master Gong to Yinfeng Cliff while providing Source Blood for him.

As for the task of blocking enemies, it was taken by Elder Hua of the Hua Family from the Gu System.

This is also why the Gu System has always looked down on the Jing System.

But the entire Jing System is like this, when it comes to such matters, the Gu System is so weary of dealing with them.

Yet this time, it’s not entirely so, because going to Yinfeng Cliff is not a good undertaking.

A Fifth Grade Powerhouse can run around in such a Little Ghost Realm, but only run, only escaping from the hands of ghosts, definitely not entering the core to engage the ghosts head-on.

But now, Jing Ruyi is required not only to enter the core of the Land of Ultimate Yin, but also to protect Master Gong, this task... is not safe.

"Master Gong, think carefully..."

Jing Ruyi soon felt timid, "As long as the green hills are there, you don’t have to worry about running out of wood."

Master Gong paused his steps, tightened slightly his various forging tools on his back and the tightly chained big furnace, then turned his head and said, "Then leave me a portion of Source Blood, Elder Jing, you can go yourself."

Jing Ruyi was not pleased: "If you don’t leave, how can I? You are crafting Spiritual Artifacts for me!

But... is it really necessary to do this?"

Master Gong condensed thousands of words into one: "Yes."

Jing Ruyi said: "Alright, alright, I know, I’ll accompany you on this trip... isn’t it just to take a round in a Land of Ultimate Yin that hasn’t become a Ghost Realm yet.

By the way, Master Gong, to be honest, I’ve never been to this Land of Ultimate Yin, what’s the deal here?"

Master Gong said: "According to the Secret Technique [Measuring Land], the essence of ghost formation is the coagulation of Yin Qi, once formed, the ghost is immortal unless this Yin Qi completely exhausts."

"That should be exhaustible, right?" Jing Ruyi became interested.

Master Gong said: "[Measuring Land] also mentions, heaven and earth are like a millstone, Taiyang is above, Taiyin below. And this Land of Ultimate Yin is connected to Taiyin... you can exhaust the Yin Qi here, but can you exhaust the Yin Qi of Taiyin?"

Jing Ruyi said leisurely: "I’ve heard this too. Near Meat Field, there must be a Ghost Realm, the stronger the Ghost Realm, the better the quality of Meat Field... Yin and Yang, Yin rises a foot and Yang rises a yard, Yang rises a yard but Yin does not concede... Balance.

Thus, ghosts are actually products of our world, nourished by Yin Qi.

And the Yin Qi of this Land of Ultimate Yin hasn’t fully coagulated, hasn’t connected to the ghosts yet, so... you plan to seize some Yin Qi from here, to craft Spiritual Artifacts, right?"

Master Gong said: "Correct."

Jing Ruyi scratched his head, feeling this was akin to courting disaster.

Forging soldiers at a Yin Qi outlet close to coagulating into ghosts is like standing at the mouth of an imminent erupting volcano claiming to fetch fresh lava.

No one knows when the Yin Qi will surge, no one knows if this forging will trigger an early surge of Yin Qi.

However, it is said that once passed, this Land of Ultimate Yin will be gone.

Because the Land of Ultimate Yin is equivalent to an about-to-erupt volcano...

It will soon vanish.

Today’s Land of Ultimate Yin, tomorrow might have become a Ghost Realm.

And yesterday’s Land of Ultimate Yin might not yet have formed and could not be perceived.

Thus, Master Gong’s opportunity this time is exceptionally rare.

...

A moment later.

The two ascended Yinfeng Cliff.

This is a pitch-black realm, around which the shadows of mountains, trees, and even moonlight present a bizarre distortion, reminiscent of seaweed undulating with the waves in the sea.

Master Gong wasted no words, using Secret Techniques to look around and determine the core area of Yinfeng Cliff, then set up the furnace, placed the snow-white bone charcoal, other tools also followed suit.

Afterwards, he took out the flint and began to light the fire.

But the flint had barely sparked a hint of red glow when it was snuffed out as if something blew a gust of Yin wind on it.

To the side, Jing Ruyi summoned a shield resembling a turtle shell, with green light circulating within, the shield rotated, covering and protecting him and Master Gong.

Meanwhile, Jing Ruyi also took out a knife, cautiously surveying the surroundings, while the Shadow Blood inside him blazed like a roaring river.

Master Gong ignited the flint, tossing it into the bone charcoal.

The bone charcoal ignited, but the flame is much smaller than usual, unable to complete the forging.

It’s evident that [Measuring Land] is an incomplete Secret Technique, requiring at least one other Secret Technique to complete the forging...

Treating a dead horse as a live one, Master Gong called out: "Elder Jing, lend me some blood."

"Oh..."

Jing Ruyi understood, flicked his fingers, sending several droplets of extremely Yang scorching blood into the bone charcoal’s flame.

Boom!!

The fire exploded, burning fiercely with scarlet hue, yet its shape appeared long and twisted, and instead of the usual warmth, it seemed like peeled-skin blood figures were dancing.

Master Gong ignored these oddities, his eyes slightly bulging, veins threading through, but suffused with an image of devotion and focus.

He began the forging.

At his level, he no longer needs to sharpen his tactile sense, the moment he grips the hammer is the best tactile feeling.