Overgeared

The East Continent was rather desolate compared to the West Continent, where the main force of the Overgeared Guild was active. The beautiful, unique culture of the East was a barrier that prevented people from entering. This was understandable, considering that only a quarter of the 2.5 billion players were Asian.

However, the population of the East continent seemed small only when compared to the West. There were actually many people active in the East, and many of them were famous around the world.

“...This is some bullshit.” Hwang Gildong sighed. “I think we’re ruined.”

According to the Chivalrous Robbers, a total of sixty-two Full Moon Fortresses had appeared in the East Continent. However, people couldn’t do anything about any of them.

A few days ago, news arrived that hundreds or thousands of adventurers advanced like they were an army to deal with the fortresses, but they didn’t stand a chance.

Old Sword Demon frowned. He looked very annoyed. “Do you have to be so pessimistic already?”

Hwang Gildong didn’t care how he reacted. He made a noise in the back of his throat. “I know, I know. The Four Auspicious Beasts haven’t come forward yet, and the Peach Blossom Spring won’t just sit around and do nothing in this situation. However, most of the Full Moon Fortresses are guarded by Absolutes. It’s unlikely that the Four Auspicious Beasts and daoist immortals will be able to do much in this situation.”

Hwang Gildong paused and sighed again.

“Besides, the daoist immortals might not really help us. They have achieved their goals after dreaming of eternal life. Would they risk themselves to interfere so much in the affairs of this world? This is just the petty and wishful thinking of poor people who haven’t witnessed the immortals’ selfishness.”

“......”

Thirty minutes passed. During this time, Old Sword Demon closed his eyes, ignoring Hwang Gildong’s endless sighs. He was fascinated by the technique books he had recently looted from a group of cultivators.

He found something incredibly valuable inside one of the books that contained the spiritual root condensation method. This type of content was difficult for ordinary people to follow easily, but this was not the case for Old Sword Demon, who controlled his mana at will.

Just a little bit more…

Now, it seemed like he just needed to condense around three teaspoons of mana in the dantian to achieve a spiritual root. Sitting still for four days to concentrate on his cultivation seemed like time well spent now.

Hwang Gildong knew he had been meditating, yet he dared come and bother him. He’d always been an obnoxious individual.

Suddenly, a voice began talking to them. “Not all daoist immortals are selfish. Even after they ascend, some keep an eye on the world out of concern for their descendants. Didn’t you also witness the struggle of the Sword Immortal?”

Hwang Gildong was surprised. He took a deep breath. “Hah...”

Old Sword Demon also opened his eyes.

A beautiful woman wearing a crimson robe was smiling at them. Old Sword Demon and Hwang Gildong recognized her. All three had worked together at some point, thanks to Grid.

The woman was Yeo Yulan. She was one of the strongest daoist immortals, and she was so powerful, she could even defeat Transcendents.

She descended followed by more than ten daoist immortals. “We are here to help you this time.”

So Peach Blossom Spring was also taking this situation seriously.

The cultivators suddenly appeared in the world one day. The words they spoke were bizarre and alien. They ignored mental training and argued that only physical training would allow them to climb to being an Absolute.

The daoist immortals didn’t get to discuss too thoroughly with them, but the cultivator’s terrible intentions were expressed naturally through their behavior. They easily slaughtered others just to accumulate more power, which wasn’t acceptable.

who dared tarnish the names of immortals were undermining the entire value

Hwang Gildong

first to take action. You seem particularly proactive. If the cultivators say they dream

talismans, and other treasures are totally different from what we have learned and cultivated

Yulan’s eyes curved like a fox’s.

to confess that I am rather worried about you. I guess you have already been persuaded by the cultivators and become one of

corpses, not by striking a deal with them. You don’t necessarily have to take my word on this. You can ask everybody in

do know that I am hundreds of years younger than

just like

came to help, but she still had some doubts. Luckily, all of her doubts were now cleared. The two people she observed were more honest

Moon Fortresses so far. We will take care of the places where the strongest enemies

“You will?”

problem with us dealing with enemies that

different from us in terms of power level.

“...What?”

bombshell remark made the daoist immortals whisper to each other. Yeo Yulan also looked

commotion could

update is completely

How are we supposed to stop

on the expedition to

serious once the number of players returning exceeded hundreds

Absolutes among the cultivators? Are the daoist immortals they

very least, they

Just then…

“Uwaaaack!”

crazy bastards chased us all the way

the daoist immortals rushed to the windows and couldn’t believe what they were seeing. Countless people were seen flying on the horizon, heading their way,

the center of the city. Powerful shockwaves burst out in tandem, causing the surrounding houses to collapse and the players at the resurrection point to

“...They really are Absolutes.” She hurriedly grabbed

she could even react, but it was blocked by a talisman and trembled. Beads of sweat

like snakes and approached

spell and made the talisman explode before piercing through the ceiling and flying into the air. The void refining cultivator, who had seen her from a distance and

piece of

out a blue talisman. An inscription flowed out of his mouth and imprinted itself onto the talisman. He

raised her sword to block it, but the chain, which was still intact despite the

beautiful

help her. The number of cultivators who invaded the city were in the hundreds, and that included void

“Kuaack!”

The daoist immortals screamed.

“......?”

Yulan’s face stopped and slowly dissipated. The chain on her wrist also loosened. Yeo Yulan, now safe,

sitting with his eyes closed regardless of what was happening around him.

Yeo Yulan was bleeding. He seemed