“How terrifying!”
“I have to learn from that little loli!”
Luo Yunxi grumbled to herself and quickly sat in a corner of the room, beginning to absorb the power of the Demon Cores.
She muttered under her breath, ‘Power, I need power.
I can’t let a little kid intimidate me.
It’s too humiliating.’
The little girl remained squatting impassively in a corner, but this corner was very close to Feng Moxi.
Feng Moxi sighed internally.
‘This can’t go on.’ She contacted Little Shadow with her Divine Sense.
“Is there a good Cultivation method for the Wind Ability?”
“Of course there is!” A Jade Token flew over immediately after.
Feng Moxi quickly caught it, looking up and down at the almost-transparent butterfly.
“Another Jade Token?
Where do you keep hiding them?”
“In the storage space.
I just moved it out for you.”
She seemed to recall seeing a box of unknown Jade Tokens in her storage space.
‘So they were all Cultivation Techniques?’ But she didn’t have time to check them now.
“Thanks, Little Shadow.
What would I do without you?”
Little Shadow’s mood instantly brightened.
Its fast-moving form located her Divine Sense and began to flip and tumble around it.
“I think that little girl’s aptitude is quite good, a bit like me.
Speed is what a Wind Spirit Root needs.
This Cultivation Technique is perfect for her.”
Feng Moxi gently touched Little Shadow’s tiny wings with her pinky finger, then withdrew her Divine Sense.
She looked at the little girl, who was staring intently at her, and said, “You may be young, but I don’t support freeloaders.
In the Apocalypse, you need power.
I have a Cultivation Technique here for training.
Do you want to learn it?”
After a long moment, the expressionless little girl blinked her eyes slightly.
Feng Moxi wasn’t worried about Luo Yunxi getting jealous.
Everything had to be done in its own time.
Luo Yunxi had a simple and lively personality and wasn’t suited to accepting too much at once.
For now, she should focus on cultivating her Water Ability with Demon Cores.
It would be enough if she could just barely protect herself.
Besides, she didn’t have that much time for slow, careful instruction.
But the little girl was different.
It was as if she had undergone a baptism of the soul, temporarily shutting off all communication with the outside world.
‘If she’s really that person from my past life, then I’ll trust her.’
Plus, she was still young and didn’t attract much attention.
If she cultivated slowly, over time, she would become her fastest and strongest helper.
“Your name is Ling Yusi, right?”
The little girl’s eyes flickered for a moment.
She immediately lowered her head, remaining silent.
But this small change confirmed the suspicion in Feng Moxi’s heart.
So, she moved closer to her and carefully explained the steps for the Cultivation Technique, as well as the important points to be aware of.
Like any Cultivation Technique, the first step was Qi Cultivation: to feel the Primordial Energy of heaven and earth and cultivate the Powerful Energy within the body.
The second was to train her movement technique—the faster, the better.
Cultivating both would be the perfect combination.
Ling Yusi didn’t speak, but she was memorizing everything earnestly.
By the time Feng Moxi finished her explanation, she had already sat down cross-legged and begun her Cultivation.
She entered the state a little too quickly.
It even made Feng Moxi a little jealous.
The night passed peacefully.
Early the next morning, everyone gathered at the front gate of the mansion after finishing breakfast.
Before Chaoyang could speak, Wan Wanxin spoke up first in a gentle voice.
“Big Brother He Ping, we’re planning to change our route.” She pointed to the large mountain to the side and continued, “It might not be any safer in there than in the town, you see…”
Feng Moxi’s expression was placid.
‘I knew this would happen.’ At every opportunity, this so-called cousin of hers never forgot to show off her own capabilities.
Chaoyang wasn’t one for explanations, and the rest of his group were all stone-faced.
Feng Moxi had already made things clear enough the day before, so she couldn’t be bothered to repeat herself.
Since someone else had stepped forward, no one else said a word.
He Ping and his people had already spent all night thinking about this matter without coming up with a suitable plan.
Wan Wanxin said just enough and stopped, her eyes shining brightly as she looked at them with great expectation.
Feng Moxi, however, felt that while He Ping was shrewd, he was also a bit conservative.
His team had two people with superpowers and one mutant.
Their combat strength wasn’t high, and their numbers were large, including women and children.
She didn’t think the shrewd He Ping would be willing to take such a risk.
The other main reason was that no one was certain what dangerous factors lay within that large mountain.
Sure enough, He Ping asked cautiously, “Can we be sure we’ll make it over the mountain safely?”
“PFFT!” Chaoyang chuckled, then shook his head with a straight face and said, “Not even a little bit.”
He Ping was stunned speechless.
He glanced at the nonchalant Feng Moxi and the expressionless Sima Yue, then at his own terrified teammates in the vehicles.
He also thought of the army of hundreds of thousands of monsters from the town, which could wander over at any moment.
He sighed deeply and said, “In that case, we’ll have to trouble you all.
We’ll go together.”
Chaoyang nodded.
“I can’t be of much help anyway.
More people just makes us feel braver.
Let’s go.”
They drove off, bumping along quickly toward the large mountain.
After just ten-odd minutes, they saw the troublemaking pickup truck from the other day parked at the foot of the mountain.
The moment Wan Yong and the others saw the truck, their eyes burned with rage.
The people from the truck were, of course, long gone.
Sima Yue said in a low voice, “Let’s be careful.” He pointed to a rugged path.
“They’re probably locals.
They must have escaped down this trail.”
To cross the mountain forest, they would have to abandon their vehicles and all their supplies.
He Ping had collected a lot of supplies yesterday, enough to fill three whole vehicles.
Now he was in a dilemma again.
“What about our supplies?” His group still had eleven people, and their consumption rate was not small.
Food would only become harder to collect in the future.
Abandoning the vehicles was easy, but giving up the food was an agonizing decision.
Chaoyang shrugged.
“Nothing to be done.”
Feng Moxi’s things were already in her space, and Luo Yunxi’s backpack, though it looked big, was mostly filled with puffy snack foods and not much of substance.
Wan Wanxin’s group each carried a sturdy backpack.
They seemed well-prepared, yet not weighed down.
“Fifth Brother,” Big-bearded Wan Yong rushed over at this moment and said fiercely, “Don’t let them fool you!
Let’s just wait for the main force in that small mansion.
I refuse to believe we can’t get past White Poplar Town.”
The young man with the Gold Ability also walked over, chiming in, “Yeah, Fifth Brother.
This mountain is creepy.
There’s no guarantee we can even get out.
I think we should just wait.”
It seemed none of them were willing to abandon the food.
He Ping looked at the terrified woman and the pale-faced young boy.
He didn’t know if his hesitation was right or wrong.
It was obvious that the large group before him was very powerful.
Following them would naturally mean facing fewer dangers.
But there was simply too much they couldn’t abandon.
Finally, he took a deep breath and said apologetically, “I…
I’m sorry.
We’re going to wait a bit longer.”
Not until He Ping’s convoy had turned around and disappeared did Sima Yue calmly put his own vehicle away.