No results found!
  • Series
  • Bookmarks
  • Blog
logo
logo
SeriesBookmarksBlog
No results found!

WU NOVEL

WU NOVELWU NOVEL

About Us

Contact Us

Privacy Policy

Death... and me

Death... and me

0 Comments

View All

Chapter 62 - Jiran Forest

Read on App

Chapter 62 - Jiran Forest

Diakar and Opril still didn't know exactly where they are going. They asked Rean and Roan, but neither one of them answered. Still, once they got far enough from the Tribe, Diakar finally decided to ask it again.

"It shouldn't be a problem to tell where we are going this time, right?" ​​

Rean looked at him before looking behind. They were indeed quite far from the Tribe, so it shouldn't be a problem now.

"We are going to Jiran Forest instead."

Diakar and Opril were taken aback.

"This... why would we go there?"

The Jiran Forest was much further away compared to the one their Tribe usually used to hunt. Not only that, but higher-level Demon Beasts could be easily found there too. Typically, only those at the Foundation Establishment would train in that place, but they have none. Diakar is in the Late Stage of the Energy Gathering Realm while Opril in the Middle Stage, so they were obviously worried about this decision.

Seeing that, Rean laughed out loud.

"Hahaha! Open the boxes I prepared."

Diakar and Opril looked at that box they had been carrying until now. Rean asked them to bring it over but not open in the Tribe, so they had been curious about it. They did as Rean said and opened it. Before them, four Swords appeared, and they were all the same. Diakar and Opril only had to look once to understand that those Swords were all Spiritual Equipments!

"This..."

Roan didn't ask and immediately grabbed one. Those are precisely the same as the one Rean had him test a few days ago. Steel Kaz Swords capable of gathering Light Element from the surroundings. Roan then handled it a bit and used some Spiritual Energy as well.

"It seems like you fixed the parts I told you."

Rean nodded.

"Of course. Who do you think I am? I even made more fo them! They are the pinnacle of the Spiritual Swords. Well, as far as the low-level Spiritual Equipments are concerned, that is."

Diakar and Opril eyes shined, and they immediately took one each. After putting Spiritual Energy inside and handling them, they could totally tell just how good they are.

"Are they for us?"

Rean nodded.

"You have been serving the two of us for so long already, so this is a little gift. Since I was already making one, I might as well make six."

"Six?"

Rean nodded.

"I passed one to Alanda and Juri each. Considering the level of Spiritual Equipments that I've seen so far, these Swords should be much better. They should be able to fight those a stage higher than them without any issues and have the advantage. If I'm not wrong, those two can even put up a fight against a Late-Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator now."

Diakar and Opril were surprised to know that these Swords were so powerful. But Roan didn't find it strange at all. Juri had let him test other Spiritual Sword before from another source. However, after he tested Rean's Sword too, he knew that they were simply not at the same level.

"With those Swords and Roan and my strength, we can also fight and kill Stage Two Demon Beasts, so you don't need to worry.

But there was one person in their group who seemed to be sulking at the moment. Obviously, it was the 8 years old Inna Malaka, who didn't get anything.

"What about me? I want one too!"

Rean couldn't help but laugh after seeing her expression. He patted Malaka's head and nodded.

"Of course, I prepared something for you too."

The box was much larger than it should be if it was only carrying swords. From the bottom, Rean took out a Staff that was slightly bigger than the wooden one Inna Malaka usually used. Inna's eyes immediately brightened, and she grabbed it as if it was her treasure.

"Thank you!"

She immediately started to play with the new one. However...

"It is too heavy."

Roan then explained.

"It is not. I was the one who asked Rean to make it like this. With your Initial Stage of the Energy Gathering Realm, the wooden staves couldn't properly show your power anymore. How many have you broken already while training, uh? The weight and length are perfect for you, considering your body stature."

Rean nodded.

"This is also a Spiritual Staff, so it will become a lot stronger once you put Spiritual Energy. Also, I used a different combination of metals to make a malleable alloy. I found out a Spiritual Ore called Rafrit that was just perfect for the job."

Inna Malaka then poured her Spiritual Energy inside, and sure enough, the Staff became a lot easier to handle. Not to mention that it was a lot stronger now.

"With that Staff, she should be able to fight a middle stage or even a late-stage cultivator. Their own weapons would probably break apart if they hit each other full force."

However...

Boom!

Inna Malaka hit the ground with her new Staff using her full might. A small crater instantly opened, and the ground trembled. Rean and the others were surprised to see such strength. She wasn't that strong a few days ago.

"Inna, did you breakthrough?"

The little girl looked back at them and showed a proud expression.

"Hmph! I'm not slow. I reached the Middle Stage of the Energy Gathering Realm yesterday!"

Rean and Roan nodded. No wonder her last strike carried so much Spiritual Energy. That was also a pleasant surprise in the end.

Their group then left the boxes behind and kept making their way to Jiran Forest. Because of the distance, they would take at least two days to arrive. Diakar and Opril aren't as strong as Rean and Roan anymore. But they were still adults. So that prevented a lot of problems. After all, if the three 'kids' were walking alone, it would definitely catch everyone's attention.

Close to the Outskirts of the Jiran Forest, there were a few small Tribes where they could prepare. Those tribes were used to receive warriors who wanted to train there, so they welcomed everyone and got quite a few Spirit Stones like that.

No one paid attention to Ran's group when they arrived. Rean had made Sword sheets that looked very ordinary, which entirely concealed the Spiritual Swords. Malaka also had her Staff covered with some clothes on her back, so no one thought it weird either.

However, there are always those who don't have good intentions to start with. Robbers were commonplace in places like these where so many cultivators gathered. They would follow them into the Forest and take everything they had with higher numbers.

Rean's group ended being marked by one of these groups.

As they looked at Rean and the others, one of them asked their small group leader.

"How is it?"

"The two adults seem to be in the Middle and Late stage of the Energy Gathering Realm. They also seem to be carrying a good amount of Spirit Stones. It shouldn't be much of a problem to take everything from them."

The other members' eyes lit up. From that point, they always had someone following them around.

Rean's team then stayed in the Tribe for the night, leaving when dawn came the next morning. Sure enough, the group of robbers followed them from a distance.

Roan looked at the corner of his eyes, and faintly smiled. From the very start, he knew that they were being observed. How many types of assassinations had 'Death' seen in his previous life? Such tricks were simply useless against him.

Don't want to lose your reading progress

Save your place and continue where you left off on any device

Rated Novels

Ongoing
The Strongest Person In The World Is Actually A Loli?!

[Transformation] [Strange Resurrection] [Brain Hole] [System] [Not Invincible] (Original Title: The Strongest Person in the World is Actually a Lolita?!) The greatest unsolved mystery of the 21st century on Blue Planet: What lies beneath the skirts of the God-Slaying Princess Rococo? It's a mystery that would seduce heroes everywhere. Rococo: She is so weak, how could she hide such weird things as daggers, grenades, muskets and holy swords under her skirt? Heroes: Is it possible that we really can't beat her, so she took us in as her little brother?

Ongoing
Secular Immortals

Immortal cultivators No worries about firewood, rice, oil and salt But one cannot escape the greed, anger, ignorance, love, hatred, desire, and vengeance of the mundane world!

Ongoing
Dragon Ball: Start Summoning Whis

Gran: "Weiss, I have the most delicious food in the universe. Do you want to try it?" Weiss: "Trying to trick me into saving you? Don't be silly... It smells so good!!" Gran: "Mr. Weiss, I want to learn how to break the rules. I want to learn Ultra..." Weiss: "Don't be silly, how could you possibly learn... What, how did you comprehend the second level of selflessness so quickly? What, you learned to break the rules again??" Beerus: "Boy, you have good talent, so I'll make you my candidate!" Xiangpa: "How outrageous! That skinny rib has such a talented candidate!" Bardos: "This little guy is amazing, he even learned angel control techniques!" High Priest: "Will Gran surpass me one day?" ...

Ongoing
Incense is traffic, I am the Internet Immortal

People fight for a breath, Buddhas fight for a stick of incense, and the incense is the nourishment for spiritual practice.Facing the numerous gods and Buddhas showing off their magical powers, Gu Yunli chuckled and said:The data center is my physical body, and cloud service is my innate magical power. Chanting mantras is like dialing, and burning incense is like surfing the Internet. When incense equals traffic, let's see how you can compete with me!I will push the ancient times into the Internet era!

Ongoing
Reverend Ecstasy

“Abbot Xinzi, by decree of the Celestial Grandmaster, hunt down the protagonists, snatch their women and destroy their destiny!”In a world where demons walk among men and mystical beasts run amok, Xinzi, outer disciple of the White Immortal sect, must compete against his peerless senior brother to become the Sword Fairy’s dual cultivation partner. Failure isn’t an option.But when the truth of his mysterious past resurfaces, and his identity clashes with the succeeding protagonists, will our monk hold on to the last embers of his humanity or sink...into utter depravity?Follow Xinzi as he subdues the succeeding protagonists, corrupts their beauties, and bestows green hats on the path to attain Sainthood and establish a Paradise of Faith in Debauchery.

Ongoing
Will of chaos

The Mc reincarnates in a world of magic and adventure as a Leech, follow his adventure in this mysterious and exciting world as he goes from the weakest creature to the shadow being that everyone is afraid of. Will he pursue the path of strength alone? Or without realizing it he will become the king of the greatest empire that ever lived.

Completed
From A Stronghold NPC To The Final BOSS

This book was also called “I’m Really An Upright Man”. I am Qin Shujian. I’ve achieved nothing in both the way of the book and the sword in these prosperous 30 years. This is the growth journey of an honorable, compassionate, and upright man!

Ongoing
Global Game: AFK In The Zombie Apocalypse Game

Fang Heng was transmigrated to a parallel world and his soul was forced into the body of a man who had just committed suicide.Huh? What? Every human here was being forced to join a game? Those who refused would be killed?Wait? This suicide dude was a pro gamer?He had the highest S-rank talent sill, the Zombie Clone?Damn! The S-rank skill evolved! My zombie clones could auto hunt![Your zombie army has crafted Wooden Axe x720 when you were offline. You have received 1921 experience points for the Basic Crafting skill.][Your zombie army has chopped down 27,821 trees and gathered 128,973 pieces of wood while you were offline. You have received 2,171,921 experience points for the Basic Wood Chopping skill.]Just as the rest of the players were struggling to survive in the zombie apocalyptic game, Fang Heng's zombie clones were starting to clear every resource out of the forest.Hm... What an interesting game!

Ongoing
Cultivating In Secret Beside A Demoness

Jiang Hao transmigrated and was born into an ordinary household. His family was forced to sell him off into a demonic sect and he became a disciple.He planned to cultivate, gradually become stronger, and live a peaceful life in the cultivation world. However, he was humiliated constantly by a demoness.The difference in their abilities was astronomical. He had no choice but to endure the humiliation, hoping that he never would have to encounter her again.He, who had no backing, caught the eye of the leader of the sect and finally could cultivate in peace. When he became the head disciple and met with the sect leader, he was stunned.As he looked at the other party’s beautiful face, he was stunned. Wasn’t this person the demoness from before?“My dual cultivation partner is actually the sect's patriarch?! ””Should I tell her that everyone in this sect is a spy?“

Ongoing
This martial saint's health bar is too thick

"Are you good at fighting? What's the point of knowing how to fight? When you're out there, the most important thing is to have a thick health bar!"——"Quotations from the Immortal Martial Saint Li Fei"In the 27th year of Hongguang, the coalition of seven nations invaded the Dalan DynastyRifled guns, mortars, and armored vehicles merged into a steel torrent, but were eventually defeated by the Big Blue Iron Cavalry.Muscles, magic, muskets, cannons... the forces of the new and the old are constantly colliding.In the era of great strife, Li Fei gradually became a BOSS-like existence with the help of a Ten Thousand Blood Pearl:"That's all the damage? It didn't even take away one thousandth of my health.""You don't think you can kill me like this, do you?""Don't worry, the next step is the second stage!"...... Novel keywords: This Martial Saint's Blood Bar is Too Thick without pop-up window, This Martial Saint's Blood Bar is Too Thick txt full download, This Martial Saint's Blood Bar is Too Thick latest chapter reading

Ongoing
Immortal Creation

In the volcano, the mechanical palace left by the great sages is eager for a successor.My mother fought for it with her life and obtained the seal of the palace, and entrusted it to Ning Zhuo before she died.My Buddha's heart and devil seal!To save oneself is to become a Buddha, to save others is to become a devil.The seal holder lightly carves the heart seal and controls the mechanism like a feather. Everyone controls it, and they are exhausted and heavy; Ning Zhuo uses one to control thousands, and it is as light as dancing.Ning Zhuo: "Mother, I will definitely live up to your trust and get the palace!"It is exactly:The fairy dolls communicate with the secrets of spirits, and the ingenuity of craftsmanship is in line with the truth.The universe opens up a new realm, and the splendor of things is equal to the sky.The ancient bells pass on the law, and the moon dances with clear light.The true body has everything, who can be the enemy in the world!

Ongoing
Legend of Fu Yao

The archaeologist “red-haired witch” made too big of a disturbance while excavating tombs, gloriously becoming a martyr in the midst of the grave chamber’s collapse. Seventeen years later, she had transmigrated into the Five Regions Continent. The delinquent Meng Fuyao who struggled to survive in the lowest rungs of society, cast aside her boyfriend who was about to marry another person with a slice of his five fingers. “Believe me, she will be an absolutely perfect wife. With her by your side, you will be like an aristocrat and her luxury poodle – no matter where you go, your status will increase by a hundred-fold and complement each other perfectly.” Forsaken love, abandoned like dog shit. From then on it was a boundless sky and open sea, a trek of ten thousand li. To obtain the Seven States seals, fight against the world first. For the hope of return in her heart, brazenly collide with the Machiavellian royalty of the seven states, uniting the outstanding and talented under the heavens through fortuitous meetings. And so, will this road of chanced affection go through the peak of heavenly mountains and the warmth of bonfires; the glint of sword shadows and the coldness of the glance backwards; the autumn sun’s golden wind and the flying sweep of the robe sleeve; or that chilly moonlit forest and that sprint like an arrow’s? Once love and that chosen, narrow path cross each other, which will prevail? She said, I can dedicate myself to you, but if you do not want my body of hot blood, then I must draw your blood. She said, the efforts of my entire life have run in the opposite direction of true love, so are the heavens laughing at me? Then I guess I can only laugh at the heavens. Three chi of torn silk, one zhang of spilt blood. A thousand li of expanded territory, ten thousand fallen corpses. One day the Luan and Phoenix will soar up with the winds, and Fuyao will rise straight up, ninety thousand li.