Number Seven: Wuchen Daoren.
Ye Tian had already transformed into the appearance of Daoist Wuchen and signed his name at the registration desk.
"What about number six?" Ye Tian asked the registration staff at the reporting desk.
The registration staff at the beginning of the report glanced at Ye Tian and said indifferently, "Number Six has already checked in and entered the war zone."
Looking at the register, sure enough, there was a name in position number six, written in regular script: Chu Feng.
The name number six sounds good; it has that vibe.
Ye Tian just didn't know their strength, and hoped that Number Six was strong enough. Who knew what kind of mysterious crisis they would face this time? The stronger their allies, the better.
All members of the Ruthless Sect had made preparations, but Ye Tian only received the news today when he registered that only one sect leader could participate in the adventure.
Originally, Liu Luolan was planning to take a risk because she had just broken through to the second level of the Heavenly Immortal realm, but she was stopped by Ye Tian, who was in disguise as the Dustless Daoist.
With her cultivation level of Celestial Immortal Level 2, she's just here to deliver food.
Ye Tian has already distributed the bamboo dragonflies made by Su Muchen to everyone in the Ruthless Sect. If any danger arises that cannot be resolved, the entire sect will simply flee.
"Since you're all here, tell me what the rules are and what we need to do." Ye Tian planned to assess the situation of this run-down place beforehand, so he wouldn't be caught off guard later.
The man at the registration desk answered without looking up, "The misty jungle of the desolate city is shrouded in fog year-round and contains spirit ore that bandits and thieves need. However, several groups of people went there recently, and they all died inside."
Ye Tian finally understood; it turned out he was still working for bandits and thieves.
"You mean you want us to go and bring back the ore?"
The man chuckled and said, "I wish you could do that. There's a group of people inside who have occupied the misty jungle and set up camp there. They have special methods to protect themselves from the fog."
"A while ago, the daughter of the bandit leader went in with her men, and they've disappeared without a trace. Go there, you need to see her alive or dead, as long as there's an explanation. The rest doesn't matter."
Upon hearing this...
Ye Tian finally understood; all this trouble had gone on.
It means going in to find someone.
If that's the case, then Huang Chao must be one of the people who control the Cloud Mist Mountains. Given his level of cultivation, he must either be the leader or one of the core elites.
This terrified Ye Tian.
The fact that Huang Chao could disguise himself as a candied hawthorn seller and come to the city proves that the bandits and thieves in the desolate city had no information about this force, which allowed them to be so arrogant in deceiving the top five.
Grass.
Going into the misty jungle is practically suicide. No wonder the people from the desolate city are unwilling to send their men to do it; who isn't afraid of death?
However, there was no other way; if they didn't go, they would have no place to stand in the desolate city.
As for joining either of these organizations, Ye Tian had never considered it.
Whether they are bandits who have severed ties with heaven and earth, or reckless traitors who claim to be righteous but are actually just impulsive, to Ye Tian they are all like their names.
They were just some low-level criminals, and even though they had fallen into a desolate city, Ye Tian would not associate with them.
...
Misty jungle.
Ye Tian didn't take it seriously at first. How big could the fog be? With spiritual energy, his senses were already far superior to those of ordinary people. How could worldly things affect his vision?
But when he arrived at the misty jungle, Ye Tian realized his ignorance.
A thick, white mist completely enveloped the entire forest. Standing in the middle, Ye Tian looked into the distance but couldn't see anything; the mist almost completely obscured his vision.
Even if one concentrates spiritual energy into their eyes, they cannot break through the illusion of the mist and still cannot see anything.
Nature is truly a marvel of craftsmanship. Even spiritual energy, even immortal beings, cannot penetrate this incredibly mysterious misty forest.
What could Ye Tian possibly use to find the daughter of some bandit leader? In this godforsaken place, it's not easy to even find someone he knows.
The most crucial thing is this lousy place. What can we offer to cooperate with Number Six? We can't even see any of Number Six's people.
This is only at the edge of the misty jungle. If we explore deeper, who knows what terrible things might be inside?
To be honest, Ye Tian was a little flustered.
The fact that this desolate place is invisible is the most frightening thing. What if we walk along and bump into Huang Chao head-on? Wouldn't that mean we're doomed?
There's a saying: "Sharpening your axe won't delay your woodcutting."
Since we're going to the misty jungle, we need to find a way to restore our eyesight first, otherwise we'll be blind before we even have a chance to fight anyone.
Fog.
Is there any way to dissipate the fog, or rather, to see through the fog?
Ye Tian stood there, somewhat conflicted.
Powerful headlamp + headband hair dryer!
Ye Tian recalled the high-tech products from his previous life. If he could find a way to replicate these two things, even the fog would probably be unable to do anything to him.
good!
Open the furnace and refine magical artifacts!
With this thought in mind, Ye Tian decided not to waste any more time. First of all, the headlamp definitely needed to be modified to generate a beam of spiritual energy. As long as the spiritual energy in his body flowed into the headlamp, it could illuminate the road ahead.
Add a head-mounted hair dryer; the airflow would definitely be propelled forward by wind-attribute spiritual energy, something ordinary devices simply couldn't do. Thinking about it that way, there really is a chance.
Ye Tian is now a pretty good weapon refiner. Once he has a design in mind, he can easily make these two basic magic weapons.
About two hours later.
Ye Tian finally put on the head-mounted hair dryer and attached a headlamp that emitted light with spiritual energy to it.
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