Xiao Jie’s heart stirred; players who weren’t Qi Refiners could actually get in. It seemed that with the last Qi Refiner in Konglao Mountain dead, the restriction left by the Immortals had disappeared.
"Ah, Brother Feng." The person immediately noticed Xiao Jie and got nervous.
Xiao Jie recognized the other person; it was someone who came along with Dongfang Sheng, a Level 34 Flying Thief, considered an expert among the cannon fodder group. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ novel·fiɾe·net
"Where is Dongfang Sheng?"
"Brother Sheng is outside. His Qinggong isn’t good enough to get up here, so he sent me in to check the situation. Uh—that is, my condolences."
Xiao Jie didn’t respond, simply walked out, and leaped from the cave halfway up the mountain to the ground, seeing Dongfang Sheng and several cannon fodder group members who had run away earlier hiding in the trees, stealthily looking this way.
Seeing Xiao Jie, they felt a bit awkward.
"Brother Feng, just now I—"
"No need to say anything; this matter has always been my personal affair. I said before setting off that this time, you guys were mainly playing support, not the main force. You didn’t have the obligation to risk your lives for me; it’s understandable to run away when you can’t win."
Dongfang Sheng breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you, Brother Feng, for understanding. Mainly, I have a family and I dare not risk my life. As for that cave..."
"Red Dust is dead, and this cave is now an ownerless place. You guys can occupy it and gather resources. Inform the guild leader that I return his favor, and from now on, we owe each other nothing.
I have my own tasks to do next, so I won’t participate in the Dragon Soaring and Ritian national war. I hope he understands.
Also, for those group members who died in action, please give me a list of their names... Can you pass this message?"
"Of course, of course." Dongfang Sheng hurriedly agreed.
"Alright, that’s it. Goodbye." Xiao Jie said no more, transformed into a Storm Thunder Eagle, and flew away.
Dongfang Sheng watched Xiao Jie disappear across the horizon, feeling relieved.
He was truly afraid that the other party would suddenly go crazy over the matter of the group wipe, lashing out at him and chopping down on those of them who ran away.
Though it was previously agreed that they, the second-line group, wouldn’t be the main force, in a death game, strength is truth. If the other party really blamed him for desertion in battle and chopped him down, even the guild leader wouldn’t dare to confront Brother Feng.
Right now is a critical period in the national war between Dragon Soaring Country and Ritian Kingdom, and Long Xingtianxia absolutely wouldn’t force Hidden Moon Following Wind to betray them at this time.
Thankfully, Brother Feng was still reasonable.
Not only did he not kill to assert dominance, but he actually gave them some benefits, which could be considered a perfect completion of the task.
As for those deceased group members, they were mostly solo players, dead is dead.
Dongfang Sheng glanced at the cave entrance and instructed those beside him: "Hurry up, you two with good Qinggong go inside to explore. Remember to record everything, and don’t you dare pocket anything. Later, I’ll report to the logistics team and have people come over to take over."
While he was instructing, someone suddenly patted his shoulder, "Captain Dongfang, the guild leader calls you."
Since joining Dragon Soaring, Dongfang Sheng had been trying hard to climb up the ranks, eventually discovering that even formal members of Dragon Soaring were classified into core and outer circle members, and there was a headquarters, with the real core members being at headquarters.
Those of them not mixing in headquarters, no matter how well they did, were just outer circle members.
So, gritting his teeth, he went to Beidou, formally joining Dragon Soaring and finally becoming a core member of Dragon Soaring.
Only by sticking with the big shots can you get real benefits; he was very clear on this.
But once you’ve taken someone’s benefits, you have to listen to them. This time, bringing a bunch of solo players as cannon fodder was also following orders. Hearing the guild leader’s call, he immediately logged out of the game to a safe place, arriving at the game hall.
At this moment, the number one hall was already full of people. These days, frictions between Dragon Soaring and the Ritian Kingdom had been constant, and almost all core members were online.
The large hall was like a giant internet café, with guild players gaming everywhere.
Long Xingtianxia was studying the next strategy in front of a large-scale game map and called Dongfang Sheng over eagerly when he saw him.
"How did it go? Was it successful?"
"Something happened, guild leader. A lot of people died, and Brother Feng’s team was almost wiped out..." Dongfang Sheng roughly explained what happened, having to rely on YY chat and dialogs with deceased teammates to describe a lot of what he hadn’t witnessed personally.
Long Xingtianxia’s face turned grave upon hearing this.
"An Immortal? Is this really true..."
Long Xingtianxia was momentarily speechless; he initially thought about how to win Xiao Jie over, bringing his strong team into the national war.
After all, the strength of ten top experts was absolutely crucial on the battlefield, potentially deciding the outcome of the war.
Who would have expected them to be wiped out by a mission creature?
They had even taken down a World Boss before.
Where can one find an explanation for this?
Moreover, the mission Boss being an Immortal, what kind of level does this mission have...
"You said the Immortal was dead?"
"It seems to be dead."
Long Xingtianxia pondered a long time before finally making a decision: "Do not provoke Hidden Moon Following Wind in the future, especially do not offend him, understand? Also, don’t mention this mission again, and give a hush money to all surviving group members, prohibiting discussion of this action.
I will arrange for the consolation of the sacrificed group members."
"Understood, guild leader."
"Alright, you can go now. You did well this time. I’ll let you be vice-captain of one of the frontline groups; Group 13 seems to need a vice-captain."