Chapter 492: Yan Gang’s Territory

Moments later.

Luo Feng and the small team set off together, leaving behind the ancient forest.

“No trouble at all, it’s also good practice for me. I can head back home now. Traveling together is definitely safer,” the silver-armored youth said excitedly, secretly thinking that the black-armored thin young man before him was clearly inexperienced. Alone, he might easily lose his life. Since he himself was returning, he might as well accompany him to the city.

“It feels great to save someone,” the silver-armored youth thought to himself.

“Oh, I haven’t introduced myself yet. My name is Nakamon. What’s yours?” the silver-armored youth smiled at Luo Feng.

“I’m called ‘Feng’,” Luo Feng replied.

“Feng?” The silver-armored youth nodded slightly, praising inwardly, “What a great name! Brother Feng, you’re clearly older than me, so I’ll call you Brother Feng. Once we reach our Yan’gang Lord City, if you have time, I’ll show you around. I grew up in the city since childhood.”

“Yan’gang Lord City?” Luo Feng smiled and nodded.

According to the information obtained from the Virtual Universe Company, although the information was detailed, the Blood-Net World was vast and boundless, so it couldn’t cover everything. It only gave a general introduction to the Blood-Net World, and many secrets were not elaborated to maintain the ‘training and testing’ effect for core members.

According to the information:

In the Blood-Net World, power levels are divided into ‘Land Grade’—’Sky Grade’—’Cloud Peak Grade’—’Domain Grade’—’World Grade’—Immortal Deities. These levels correspond exactly to the cosmic levels of Planet Grade, Star Grade, Universe Grade, Domain Lord, World Lord, and Immortal.

Cities in the Blood-Net World are mainly divided into ‘Territorial Lord Cities’ and ‘World Cities’.

Territorial Lord Cities are the cores of each territory, and every territory’s ‘Lord’ must be of Domain Grade (Domain Lord) strength.

World Cities are the cores of entire worlds, and their rulers must be of World Grade (World Lord) strength.

Across the vast Blood-Net World…

Each World City governs a radius of hundreds of millions to billions of kilometers, ruling over trillions upon trillions of inhabitants. In the Blood-Net World, there are over ten million World Cities. Above them all, towering above, are the immortal temples—Immortal Temples, with supreme status, generally not interfering in the Blood-Net World’s mundane affairs.

“It seems that my landing site belongs to the Yan’gang Territory,” Luo Feng thought inwardly. “The capital city of Yan’gang Territory should be the core within several million kilometers. The city’s ruler… must be a Domain Lord-level expert.”

“I need Blood-Net Crystals!”

“However, the information provided by the Virtual Universe Company about Blood-Net Crystals is minimal. It only says that Blood-Net Crystals are treasures of the Blood-Net World. Even a fool could guess they’re valuable; the company even named this supercontinent ‘Blood-Net.’ The importance of Blood-Net Crystals goes without saying,” Luo Feng had already planned ahead. “Once I enter the city, since the Blood-Net World civilization has long had ‘writing,’ there must be some books for sale. I can learn detailed information about Blood-Net Crystals from books.”

Of course, he could also use techniques like Soul Ensnarement to ask others.

But how could asking compare to the detailed descriptions in books? A capital city spanning several million kilometers must be extremely prosperous and definitely have what he needed.

“In a developed civilization, currency is always important.”

“The materials from the Behemoths I’ve hunted should fetch a hefty sum.” Luo Feng already had his next move carefully plotted.

He was an outsider from the heavens!

His identity must remain secret. Now that he had just arrived in the Blood-Net World, it was better to stay low-key.

That was why he had chosen to descend into the forest rather than fly straight to the city. Gathering materials from the wild beasts there could earn him some coin. Stretching across tens of thousands of kilometers, this forest was but a common beast-infested woodland, housing creatures no mightier than Star Rank Eight or Nine.

Not a single Universe Grade one.

The silver-armored youth and Luo Feng occasionally conversed, which was observed by the burly man behind them, Thunder Uncle, and the other guards.

“This naive kid is really lucky to have us brothers protecting him.”

“It’s just that the young master is too kind-hearted! If it were me, I wouldn’t bother.”

“Haha, brothers, let me tell you—when that black-armored lad called ‘Feng’ turned around with that dumbfounded look as the Savage Gulu beast pounced at him, I nearly died laughing. Hah!… Honestly, I’ve no idea how this clueless brat even dared to step foot in the Beastwild Forest. Lucky for him, he only lingered around the edges and likely never ran into any real apex predators. Otherwise? He’d have been nothing but beast chow by now.”

Here’s the translation in a bold fantasy style:

**”Hah! You think you can take on the Beastwild with that puny blade? That’s a one-way ticket to becoming beast chow!”**

Feng spat on the ground, his grin sharp as a cleaver. **”Listen here, whelp—those monsters ain’t your grandpa’s bedtime stories. One wrong step, and you’ll be fertilizer before you can scream ‘divine retribution’!”**

The wind howled like a starving pack as he thumbed the scar across his throat. **”See this? A Beastwild’s ‘love bite.’ Barely grazed me—and I still pissed blood for a week.”**

Here’s the translation in a high-fantasy style:

**”Hah! You call that a Beastwild? Back in my day, we had real monsters—teeth like scythes, hides tougher than dragon scale! This runt wouldn’t last a heartbeat in the Bloodmire Wastes!”** Feng spat, kicking the carcass. **”Why, I once saw a pack of ‘em turn a battalion into beast chow before breakfast!”**

The recruits gaped. One dared whisper, **”But Elder… that thing just tore through three stone golems—”**

**”Pah! Golems?”** Feng’s laugh boomed like a warhorn. **”Kid, when the True Beastwilds howl, mountains kneel! This?”** He nudged the corpse with his boot. **”This is somebody’s lost lapdog.”**

The guards whispered to each other via sound transmission.

“Shut up!”

The burly man, Thunder Uncle, shouted via sound transmission, and the guards’ whispered conversations ceased abruptly.

“Be careful. We’re already on the way back to the city. This area is still several thousand kilometers from the city and is often plagued by bandits.”

“Captain, with you here, who dares to attack us?”

“Yeah, they’d just be asking for death.”

The burly man glanced at Luo Feng, harboring no goodwill toward this stranger they had rescued along the way. The young master’s kindness… left him helpless. He knew very well that this was a world that revered strength, where plots, schemes, and killings were common. Kindness would only bring trouble to the young master.

“The lord spoils the young master too much, saying that only after the young master comes of age will he be allowed to experience hardship,” the burly man sighed inwardly.

On the wide, open road, a hazy group of figures was swiftly advancing forward. It was Luo Feng and Nakamon’s team. As they traveled, they chatted casually via sound transmission.

Maintaining a speed of nearly a thousand kilometers per hour was very easy for a group of martial artists who were at most Land Grade High-level.

“Look, in the distance is our Yan’gang Lord City. We’re about an hour away from the main city,” Nakamon pointed into the distance, speaking in the local dialect. Luo Feng also spoke in the local dialect, though his accent was slightly off.

Boom~~

As Luo Feng and the team sped forward, they all felt vibrations coming from the ground. Turning around, they saw a massive shadow approaching rapidly from behind. Others might not see clearly, but Luo Feng instantly recognized that a large group was approaching from afar.

They were all riding various tamed beasts, some tall, some with wings, galloping at incredible speed.

“Tamed Fierce Beasts?” Luo Feng instantly recognized that some of the mounts were the very same savage creatures he had slain in the wilderness before.

“We’ll move aside.” The burly man ordered via sound transmission.

Instantly, the team moved to the roadside.

A massive group of hundreds of tamed beasts thundered past them. The thick hooves and sharp, cold claws of the beasts struck the ground, sending dust flying into the air, only to be quickly pulled back down by the powerful gravity.

“Haha, isn’t this young master Nakamon?” A shrill laugh seemed to sweep through the air like a storm. At the same time, the massive group that had just rushed past quickly came to a stop, and dozens of riders quickly galloped back toward Luo Feng’s group. In the blink of an eye, these dozens of martial artists on tamed beasts had already arrived in front of them.

The leader of this cavalry unit was a tall, handsome youth riding a strange beast that looked like a tiger, covered in scales, over ten meters long. He looked down at Nakamon with a smug expression.

“Yifang!” Nakamon’s face changed.

“Tsk tsk… Seems our talented archer is scared?” The tall, handsome youth’s expression gradually turned cold as he sneered, “Didn’t expect to run into me outside the city, did you?”

“Yifang Young Master!”

A deep, thick voice suddenly exploded. The burly man stepped forward, scanning the large group behind the tall, handsome youth, and said in a low voice, “Our master and your Yifang family have some connections. I hope Yifang Young Master won’t do anything rash.”

“I’m speaking; do you have the right to interrupt?” The tall, handsome youth roared angrily, his face contorting, “Get lost!”

“Yifang, shut up.” Nakamon shouted furiously.

“Haha, innocent and kind Nakamon, haven’t you seen the situation yet? Outside the city, your father can’t save you now.” The tall, handsome youth’s face twisted with menace, his eyes flashing like a snake’s cold gaze. “I haven’t forgotten the humiliation you gave me half a year ago.”

Luo Feng slightly furrowed his brow.

The disparity between the two groups was obvious.

This Yifang’s group, not counting the main force behind, had dozens of subordinates alone. Among them, one was at the peak of Star Grade Nine, and nine others were at Star Grade Seven or Eight.

What about this side?

The strongest in Nakamon’s group, ‘Uncle Thunder,’ was only at Star Grade Six or Seven.

“Big trouble,” the burly man Thunder Uncle thought anxiously. “This group has almost half of the Yifang family’s experts. It’s strange that so many experts would follow a little brat out like this.”

“Captain, what should we do?”

“Captain, the one behind Yifang Young Master is one of the Yifang family’s three great experts, the ‘Blood-Dripping Blade,’ a peak Sky Grade expert. He alone could wipe us all out.”

The group began to show signs of disorder.

Nakamon’s eyes burned like infernos as he fixed his gaze upon the towering youth astride the savage beast. His voice thundered across the battlefield, “Yifang! If you dare, show me what you’ve got!”

“Oh, how mighty! Truly impressive,” the tall, handsome youth sneered, then his face darkened as he growled, “Men, teach this whole group a lesson. But don’t kill them. I, Yifang, am not that cruel. And… capture Nakamon! Tie him up! I want to get to know him better…”

“Yes!” The warriors atop the monstrous beasts roared in unison.

“Whoosh!”

Thunder Uncle and the guards simultaneously drew their weapons.

The towering youth astride the beast sneered, “All who dare resist shall perish! Though… spare young master Nakamon. He and I were raised as brothers—my dearest ‘kin’! Charge!”

In the blink of an eye, the pack of savage warriors vaulted from their monstrous steeds, charging straight toward Nakamon’s party with primal fury.