"If you put us in the very middle of the group towards the back, wouldn't that mean you get all the credit for finding the monster?"
Upon hearing Mellorian's accusations, Chen Jing immediately felt a headache coming on.
He thought for a moment and came up with a solution, saying, “This is Lord Black Hand’s order. The people of your Meijing Dojo are good at fighting. As the core battle group, you will provide support and coordination in the center. Once the hunters find the targets, you will take them out one by one. This suits your style perfectly, and you will also deserve a lot of credit.”
Mellorian said impatiently:
"If your people discover the slave spirits and lead them directly to Lord Blackhand and his group, then we won't be able to do anything?"
Chen Jing didn't get angry; instead, he patiently explained:
“The slave spirit is not an ordinary monster like you think. It is impossible for one person to lure it away. They will only be killed by it halfway.”
What Chen Jing didn't say was that even he himself, who had already entered the Blood Realm, was not confident in luring away the slave souls by concealing his strength and using noise to create distance, even without hiding his strength.
He still remembered the swiftly thrown knife, the speed far exceeding that of ordinary people, the terrifying hearing, and the horrifying gaze that carried a psychological impact.
"If we classify cultivators by their realm, the slave soul is definitely not in the Blood Realm, but may be in the Core Realm or even the Qi Realm... By the way, the way he looked at me seemed to have a similar effect to the encouragement that Black Hand Lu Gang gave me before."
Chen Jing's heart stirred. The difference between the two was that the Black Hand Lu Gang was inspiring, motivating, and fanatical, while the Slave Soul brought a terrifying impact.
That slave spirit is at least a monster at the Qi Realm!
I survived the slave ghosts' clutches thanks to a combination of three parts preparation, three parts adaptability, and four parts luck.
Meanwhile, Mellorian was lost in thought.
"Heh, it's just that ordinary people can't be drawn away and will be killed. But I have secretly become a quasi-cultivator, a person with extraordinary abilities, and can use magical martial arts."
But he couldn't reveal his true feelings, so he asked, "What kind of strength does that slave spirit possess?"
Chen Jing nodded and said, "That's what I wanted to say too."
"The most distinctive feature of a slave ghost is that his feet are chained together, with an iron ball attached to the chain, so his movements make a distinct and peculiar sound."
"Slave spirits possess powerful hearing and speed, far exceeding those of normal spirits."
“The slave soul is quick to react and is also a master of throwing knives. Even if you are moving at high speed in the fog, you can still be hit by his throwing knife without any preparation time.”
“The slave soul can…” Chen Jing originally wanted to say “radiate an aura,” but he changed it: “It can stare at others, and the person being stared at will feel their brain buzzing, as if they have been hit by a heavy hammer.”
"The slave soul has an extremely strong ability to withstand attacks. Even after falling from a height and being detonated near the tripwire mines I set, he still maintained his fighting ability."
Mellorian scoffed, "If you're that strong, how did you survive?"
"Rely on wisdom," Chen Jing replied.
He then glanced at the others: "Here's the plan: the hunters will first scout ahead from here, sweeping towards here. There's a Mowg scout team ahead, so it'll be easier for us, but we still need to consider any oversights they might have. The Megine Dojo's battle group will be responsible for clearing out ordinary ghosts and ordinary monsters... Hmm, the hunters advancing will also need to set up runways and traps. When setting traps, leave clear markers to avoid your own people running into them."
"The insignia was drawn in a conspicuous place with chalk obtained from the quartermaster, specifically..."
"The runway terminal is located here." Chen Jing drew a circle at the observation tower in the inner city of Meijing: "The runway is located on the buildings, on these two streets..."
Chen Jing and the other hunters began discussing the details, having a great time. Mei Luoliang didn't quite understand, so he was pulled out by one of his own from the Meijing Dojo.
"Senior Brother, you're not really going to listen to that kid's orders, are you?" It was Du Boshi who pulled Mei Luoliang away; he was also a disciple of the Meijing Dojo.
"Just a boastful brat," Mellorian said dismissively.
Mellorian was also a little jealous. How did such a kid become a favorite in the eyes of the Black Hand?
Merlo is an ambitious man. He is unwilling to stay in the old Song Dynasty and the Misty Land. He does not want to inherit the dojo of the old master, but wants to go to the outside world and to a more distant world.
Therefore, Lu Gang, who had close access to the outside world and knew safe routes, became someone he couldn't bypass. In order to make a good impression on Lu Gang, he even gave up the path of becoming a Blood Realm cultivator through willpower and directly consumed an incomplete demon core, becoming a Body Realm extraordinary person.
He didn't believe Chen Jing's words at all, nor did he intend to follow his arrangements completely.
...
The group left the castle, forming a loosely organized procession, and headed towards Meijing City.
Meijing City is the closest ruined city to Ash City, and it is also a place frequently visited by scavengers.
Unfortunately, over the past twenty years, most of the safe and scavengable items have been taken, forcing many scavengers to venture into more dangerous areas or form hunting parties to hunt monsters.
Chen Jing inwardly complained that, according to the standards of his hunting group, they should be divided into many reconnaissance teams, coordinating with each other to spread out and avoid suddenly encountering extremely powerful monsters.
But the mastermind seems completely unaware of this.
However, there was nothing that could be done. Apart from Black Hand's own team, most of the people here were newcomers, and many didn't even know each other, so they couldn't cooperate at all.
"This preparation is far too inadequate... Or is it that Blackhand is overconfident in his abilities and believes he will not be threatened in the wilderness?"
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