Chapter 4242 — An Invitation
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 2
"Mm. A touch low in strength, but early Golden Core will just barely do. Come on, hurry and join up—if you dawdle any longer and miss your chance at the Rufeng Forest, you'll regret it till your dying day," the man in blue urged.
He had been shouting himself hoarse in this square for a full day, but because his own strength was hardly outstanding, no one had so much as asked after him. Even if the two before him were only early Golden Core cultivators, snaring two at once was an unexpected delight—otherwise, as he himself had said, the miasma in the Rufeng Forest cleared for only so long, and if he kept waiting, the chance would wither on the vine.
The quick ones had long since set out; by now they'd likely stuffed a whole sack full of rare treasures. And here he and his lot were, short of numbers, able to do nothing but stare and waste away the hours. Who wouldn't be eaten up with anxiety?
Wei Zhao exchanged a glance with Huang Xiaotao and at last decided to agree. So long as the two of them joined forces, they were all but invincible among Golden Core cultivators; even in the Rufeng Forest, their safety should be reasonably assured. Still, before that, there were a few things he had to ask.
"So how many of you are there now?" Wei Zhao nodded.
"Four at present. Add the two of you, and that makes six exactly." The man in blue brightened at the sign that Wei Zhao was inclined to join.
"Then why not find a few more? The more the merrier—more hands, more strength. Wouldn't it be far safer for everyone to go as a larger party?" Wei Zhao asked, puzzled.
"Ha, I see you really don't know!" The man in blue gave a resigned smile and explained patiently. "There's only one way into the Rufeng Forest—the Rufeng Road teleportation formation. There's no other route. It sits right on the edge of Nandao, you see, and by water or by air you'd be terribly exposed to spirit beast attacks—deadly dangerous."
"The Rufeng Road teleportation formation? Don't tell me it's restricted as to the number of people?" Wei Zhao hazarded a guess.
"Just so. That formation takes exactly six at a time—no more, no less. Only with precisely six can you be teleported into the Rufeng Forest. But where you land is random; there's no telling where you'll come out. With luck you might plant your foot square on a rare treasure; with rotten luck you might drop straight into some dragon's den or tiger's lair. The one thing you can count on is this: you'll be somewhere in the Rufeng Forest..." The man in blue shrugged.
This Rufeng Road teleportation formation was of great antiquity. Everyone knew how to use it, yet no one had ever fathomed its workings. Years of accumulated experience came down to a single word—random. Beyond that, there was no pattern to it at all.
"If that's the case, then what if six go in and one or two of them happen to fall along the way—wouldn't they be unable to get back out?" Wei Zhao asked.
"That's nothing to worry about. The Rufeng Road formation only sets a requirement on how many go in; there's no limit on coming back. Even a single person can make the trip out just fine." The man in blue smiled and shook his head. (To be continued...)