Killing and looting sometimes don't require direct action.
Just like the two from Ming Chun Hall now, who, with a slight trick, have put these five fourth-generation disciples of the Wei family in crisis.
If it came to direct combat, two against five, though they'd likely win, they don't plan to take that risk.
After all, among the disciples from Ming Chun Hall this trip, they are considered at the bottom, even though they are both at the Ninth Level of Star Control, each controlling a Fifth Grade Star.
However, if they can handle these fourth-generation disciples of the Wei family without lifting a finger, why should they act personally?
At least in their view, watching the walking fish slowly consume them and reaping the benefits without any effort is much more satisfying.
"Blame yourselves for choosing to walk along the riverbank." Looking at the desperate Wei family disciples, one Ming Chun Hall disciple felt very complacent.
In the Ruins River, the most dangerous are the walking fish, extremely troublesome, provoking them is downright nauseating.
But as long as you don't enter the river and provoke them first, they usually won't attack.
However, if the walking fish are attacked, whatever lifeform they set their eyes on will face relentless assault.
"This is my fault. If I hadn't suggested walking along the riverbank, this wouldn't have happened." Wei Xihua, who opened his eyes, was deeply remorseful.
The one who suggested walking alongside the river was him, and the reason for his suggestion was driven by greed.
The soil along the riverbank, nourished by the water, makes spiritual medicine grow more easily. At least along the way, they picked several not-low-grade spiritual medicines.
Whether for refining Pills or for direct consumption, they have great effects.
Even though the Ruins River has walking fish, as long as they aren't provoked, there's usually no danger.
But who could have thought that Ming Chun Hall people would be ahead, using such despicable means to plot against them.
They had calculated many scenarios, yet they never imagined such a turn of events.
Wei Yifan and the others took turns wielding the Treasure Bead to fend off the walking fish attacks.
As time passed, their efforts became more strenuous, as the recovery of Soul Energy in such an environment was slow.
The walking fish seemed to be endless, even as the Treasure Bead's defenses countered, killing quite a number of them.
But the number of walking fish killed was merely a drop in the ocean compared to their entire swarm, insignificant.
They estimated that if they took turns one more time, they wouldn't hold up any longer, unable to infuse Soul Energy into the Treasure Bead to form a defensive barrier.
At that point, they'd become a meal for these walking fish.
As time gradually ticked by, fear and sorrow began to take hold of the five people's hearts.
"Seems like our journey ends here at the Heroes Gathering." Thought Wei Xihua, as he suddenly kneeled to the other four, knocking his head to the ground, "If it wasn't for my suggestion, this wouldn't have happened, I'm sorry."
Wei Xiaogang hurriedly pulled him up and quickly said, "How can we blame you for such a thing? If there is anyone to blame, it's ourselves. If we had been stronger, we'd fight our way out."
"Rather than being wasted away here, it's better to make a desperate fight, at least kill more walking fish, and drag some down with us." Wei Yifan, holding the Treasure Bead, also spoke up, his eyes glinting fiercely.
Wei Sulan bit her teeth hard, holding Wei Xinyu's hand tightly, staring in the direction of those two from Ming Chun Hall: "How about we charge towards them and let the walking fish find those despicable people before we die."
With this thought, the five people's expressions became determined, glaring at those two from Ming Chun Hall.
The pair from Ming Chun Hall clearly sensed the gaze from the Wei family five, as if they realized something.
"They're probably looking for mutual destruction, trying to rush towards us to draw the walking fish's attention."
"Heh, no way will we let them succeed, let's leave first and come back later to collect their corpses."
After a brief discussion, the two from Ming Chun Hall displayed a heinous smile and began retreating backward.
This scene made Wei Yifan and the others internally furious; those from Ming Chun Hall just ran like cowards, foiling their plans.
"Despicable people!" Wei Xinyu spat on the ground, gritting her teeth, feeling great disdain.
These two are clearly at the Ninth Level of Star Control, from Ming Chun Hall, naturally in command of Fifth Grade Stars, with outstanding combat power; direct confrontation would easily defeat them.
Yet they refuse to face them head-on and instead resort to such underhanded means.
None of the five feared dying in battle but were angry at having to die . ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ NoveI-Fire.ɴet
At that moment, a figure suddenly crashed through several Spirit Woods up front, slamming heavily to the ground.
Looking closely, it turned out to be the seemingly escaping Ming Chun Hall disciple.
The Ming Chun Hall disciple fell to the ground, clutching his chest, spitting blood in terror at what was ahead.
The loud commotion startled the walking fish, making them turn around, eyes wide in confusion.
Another Ming Chun Hall disciple suddenly rushed back, hastily retreated, and stabilized beside his companion, pulling him up from the ground.
"I'm fine, the injury isn't severe." The Ming Chun Hall disciple suppressed his injuries, gazing into the forest's darkness, "I am Zhao Haicheng from Ming Chun Hall, and this is Senior Brother Guo Hongli. May I know who you are to meddle in this affair?"
A metallic stride sounded, and Zhao Long from the Yin family, wearing black dragon armor, came out of the forest slowly, spear in hand, with a cold expression.
Zhao Haicheng stared at the armor-clad spearman in front of him, wary.
Even as the last of the twelve disciples participating in Ming Chun Hall's Heroes Gathering this time, they are still Ninth Level Star Controllers, each mastering a Fifth Grade Star.
This man, alone, forced them back, injuring him with a single strike.
Recalling the might of that spear strike, Zhao Haicheng still felt his heart skip a beat.
Wei Yifan and his group, behind the Treasure Bead's barrier, were wide-eyed. What's happening now?
From their dire situation, a turn occurred; who, exactly, was this sudden powerhouse?
Then Zhao Long spoke, his tone filled with killing intent: "By the Emperor's decree, aid Wei Yifan, Wei Xihua, Wei Xiaogang, Wei Sulan, and Wei Xinyu. Any outsiders of the Wei family..."
"Shall be killed without mercy!"