Chapter 102: Chapter 98 Pressure_1
Linchuan Cliff, near the sea.
On one side, there is the roaring sea.
This place, with its perennial sea breeze, is unapproachable for ordinary people. Only limit-breaking warriors can traverse the sea breeze and reach Linchuan Cliff.
Strangely, once you pass through the sea breeze and arrive at Linchuan Cliff, it becomes calm.
"It must be because the sea-facing side of Linchuan Cliff is so high that it blocks the sea breeze. Therefore, while the outside is ravaged by the sea breeze, the inside is windless."
Lu Yan analyzed in his heart, observing his surroundings.
Although Linchuan Cliff is named a cliff, it covers a vast area. One cannot see its end at one glance. Everywhere you look, towering and perilous cliffs carved by the sea breeze appear, with most as sharp as swords or spears.
One can faintly see some ancient buildings scattered within these cliffs.
The style was somewhat similar to that inside Changfeng Mountain.
Upon arriving, the Dao book gave a fierce reaction. Its whole body illuminated, giving off an unparalleled desire.
This desire was stronger than ever before.
There is Dao food.
Moreover, the energy contained in it is shocking.
Otherwise, it wouldn’t cause such a reaction in the Dao book.
"I wonder if it can warn in advance."
Lu Yan speculated.
If there is Dao food and it can warn in advance, then this trip is definitely worth taking.
To know whether it can warn in advance, one must get close.
People from all major feudal lords have come.
However, these feudal lords are dispersed, entering from different positions. Especially the four master level feudal lords, to avoid fighting with each other.
Some feudal lords have already sent people in.
Lu Yan found that these feudal lords only sent in a portion of their people. Some people remain outside and do not go in.
Clearly, those martial marquises, or those with Innate Martial Bodies, are all reluctant to take risks personally.
Those who are sent in are of low status, or just cannon fodder.
"This makes it easier for me to act."
Lu Yan nodded to himself, but of course, he did not dare to be careless.
Who can guarantee that there are no Martial Marquises among them?
Early on, Lu Yan had disguised himself as a man in his fifties, carrying a long knife, stepping forward, slowly approaching the cliffs.
Not only was he cautious, but everyone else was as well.
Will Power patterns are not visible on the surface. Who knows if one would step within the range of the pattern.
When he got close to those ancient buildings, Lu Yan’s brow ached slightly.
Lu Yan was pleased, the Dao book indeed issued a warning.
Good, this trip is worthwhile.
Nearby, quite a few people pricked their fingers, dripping out fresh blood.
Where some drops of fresh blood fall, the ground immediately glows, revealing intricate and twisting patterns all tangled up together.
Lu Yan found it overwhelming.
These Will Power patterns are even more complicated than those in the forbidden area of Changfeng Mountain.
Lu Yan speculated that this ruin is more advanced than the one in Changfeng Mountain.
Just like the difference between a small city and a large city.
After all, the Will Power patterns in the Changfeng Mountain ruin do not change positions.
In some places where the fresh blood drops, there is no reaction.
Some people let loose wild rabbits or rats they had prepared earlier, allowing the animals to run around wildly.
If these animals ran over the positions where the blood drops did not react, they remained unharmed. But if they ran over the positions where Will Power patterns emerge, they would instantly explode into a pulp.
The positions without Will Power patterns are safe.
Everyone stepped forward, there was no abnormality.
"It agrees with the prediction of the Dao book."
Lu Yan nodded silently.
Where the Will Power patterns exist, the Dao book gives a warning, and where they do not exist, the Dao book does not react.
Lu Yan confidently walked in as well.
The open space in this ruin that without Will Power patterns is enormous, unlike the Changfeng Mountain ruins where Will Power patterns are nearly dense and professionals need to search carefully to find a landing spot.
Here, exposed to the elements, indeed most of the Will Power patterns have been weathered away.
However, everyone’s progress is slow, and blood must be shed to open the road every time they advance a little.
They discovered that the blood squeezed out of the lively wild rabbits or rats is useless. Only human blood works.
"Sa...ve...me..."
Suddenly, there was a scream.
Around a few dozen meters from Lu Yan, the ground was covered in Will Power patterns. A man in his thirties was engulfed by the patterns and his body was blown into pieces.
"Something’s wrong. I clearly saw him drip blood there just now and there were no Will Power patterns. What happened?"
Someone nearby opened his mouth, his face pale.
"The Will Power patterns... they moved."
Many people were horrified.
"Don’t be afraid, the time it usually takes for the patterns to move is measured in months. The chance that they appear in the next moment after they were absent in the previous is slim. It’s not easy to encounter."
A young man cried out, his expression relatively calm. Around him, there were many people; his status must not be low.
"Exactly, the Gao family elder also said the same thing, that this chance is not great."
The hearts of the crowd slightly settled.
Suddenly, Lu Yan’s complexion changed. He felt a stabbing pain in his brow and without thinking, he leapt side-ways, landing nine meters away.
The next moment, the spot where he had just been standing was crawling with Will Power patterns. The two old men who had been standing near Lu Yan screamed, and were blown up into two groups of flesh and blood.
"They moved again. They moved again."
"Didn’t they say that the chance of movement is very slim?"
"The Gao family cheated us. If the chance really were small, they could have just sent some martial artists in to find the pearl oysters. There is no need for a martial marquis to sit safely away."
"Yes, that’s it, they must have suffered heavy losses, using this mission to trick us into helping them find the shellfish."
Many people started to grumble, showing signs of wanting to retreat.
"What’s all this griping about? The Martial Marquis has already issued an order, do we have a way out? If we withdraw now, who can handle a blow from the Martial Marquis?"
The same young man from before spoke.
Many people grimaced, but no more words were uttered.
All the great Feudal Lords have their Martial Marquises guarding the outside, where could they retreat to?
At this moment, the young man’s gaze fell on Lu Yan, asking, "My friend, can you perceive the Will Power Patterns?"
Everyone instantly became alert and turned to look at Lu Yan.
Just now, Lu Yan had successfully avoided the Will Power Patterns before everyone else, or else he would have already become a pile of smashed flesh.
"How could the naked eye possibly see the Will Power Patterns, it’s just that I’m particularly sensitive to danger,"
Lu Yan said.
"You have a knack for courting luck and avoiding misfortune, you’ve got great abilities. I am Zheng Zhongtian from Zheng Family of Qingfeng County,"
The young man introduced himself with a fist-palm salute.
Qingfeng County was Lu Yan’s home in his past life, it’s also a major county with three master-level feudal lords.
The Zheng Family is one of them.
The four master-level feudal lords that had come this time were from Zheng Family of Qingfeng County, Li Family of Nanyi County, Qiu Family of Da’an County and Ouyang Family.
As for the farther two counties, no one came due to the invasion of the malevolent monsters, and because the distance was too far.
And Wei Family of Li’an County, being attacked from both sides and unable to cope with the situation, didn’t send anyone either.
"Just good luck,"
Lu Yan said.
"We need all the luck we can get. It seems you came here alone. How about you join forces with us?"
Zheng Zhongtian invited.
He had taken note of Lu Yan’s ability to avoid Will Power Patterns and wanted to keep Lu Yan close to him.
Nearby, several Martial Marquis level feudal lords looked at Lu Yan with fervent eyes, but they dared not compete with master-level feudal lords and stood silently on the side.
"Sorry, I’m used to being solo, and I don’t like teaming up with others,"
Lu Yan flatly declined.
Even if he joined forces with the master brank feudal lords, there would be no share of shellfish for him. They only wanted to use him as a tool to avoid danger.
"You misunderstand. We’re not teaming up. It’s just you following us instead. Rest assured, once the mission is accomplished, you will be rewarded."
Zheng Zhongtian’s voice turned cold. Although he still had a smile on his face, there was a hint of threat in his tone.
"Not interested," Lu Yan said.
"Don’t you realize, to survive in this world, it’s not always about what you are interested in, but about knowing when to make the right move. Your interests are irrelevant to me."
Zheng Zhongtian’s smile vanished, and he slightly nodded to the two old men beside him.
The two old men understood and approached Lu Yan.
These two were retainers of the Zheng Family, both with limit breaking cultivation levels at the fifth time, their Qi-blood was surging, holding war knives, staring at Lu Yan.
"Why are you forcing me?"
Lu Yan said quietly, his Qi-blood accelerating inside his body, quietly waiting for the two old men to approach.
The two old men, one on the left and the other on the right, were about a meter away from Lu Yan.
"So, how does that offer sound to you?"
Zheng Zhongtian said.
Lu Yan’s murderous worked up in his eyes, and he was about to fight, but at that moment, he felt a sudden sting in his eyebrow. Without time to think, he quickly leapt backward.
Taken aback, the two old men’s faces fell, they tried to jump back but it was already too late.
Below their feet, Will Power Patterns were entwined like countless small snakes.
Squelch Squelch! The two old men’s legs exploded first, followed by their bellies, chests, and heads, turning into a puddle of blood right there.
Even as a limit-breaking warrior for the fifth time, they had no chance of retaliation.
Lu Yan was amazed. The power of the Will Power Patterns here was indeed more terrible than those of the Changfeng Mountain. At the same time, he was also speechless about the situation which was stated as hard to transfer.
In such a short period of time, patterns had transferred three times, and he had happened to run into two of them. It seemed he had an astonishingly bad luck.
The rest of the people went even paler.
They looked at Lu Yan with more fervent eyes, including Zheng Zhongtian.
Lu Yan successfully avoided it once again.
If the first time was considered luck, him doing so twice in a row would definitely count as skill.
It didn’t matter whether Lu Yan could really see the Will Power Patterns or he just had a sharp instinct for danger, as long as he could be utilized to their advantage.
"Capture him."
Zheng Zhongtian commanded.
In the surroundings, Zheng Family’s experts blocked all the land devoid of the Will Power Patterns, enclosing Lu Yan in the middle.
Although Zheng Family had left some people outside, there were more than fifty people who had come in.
This was the power of a Master Level feudal lord, they could casually mobilize over fifty limit-breaking warriors.
Lu Yan’s gaze turned cold, and he suddenly charged in one direction.
"Get back."
In that direction was a burly man who swung his knife at Lu Yan.
Lu Yan waved to parry, hitting the man’s knife. The knife instantly bent, shattered, then hit the man’s chest with the force of Lu Yan’s slap.
The man’s chest caved in, his bones shattered, and his body was studded with knife shards as he was flung more than ten meters away.
Just as Lu Yan was about to break out through the gap, a burly figure blocked his way and punched him.
The punch gave Lu Yan an eerie feeling, making him put up a hurried defense.
Bang!
Like the sound of muffled thunder, Lu Yan slid back five meters.
"A Martial Marquis, even stronger than Liu Yuanfu, the Martial Marquis of the Liu Family."
Lu Yan’s face turned grim.
Indeed, there was a Martial Marquis who had followed them in.
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