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Old Lu dragged Mo Wen through the forest, claiming he was looking for opportunities for Mo Wen to train. However, such places were not easy to find, and the two continued on their way.
With Old Lu around, Mo Wen rarely had the chance to fight. Most Demon Beasts would flee at the mere hint of Old Lu's overwhelming presence, leaving only a few unruly ones for him to educate.
After successfully entering the Refining Spirit Realm, Mo Wen regained his confidence and no longer believed he had wasted his potential. However, due to the lack of suitable Refining Spirit materials, his progress was painfully slow. He could only hone his skills through various extreme environments like volcanoes, ice mountains, and Deep Water Pools.
Sitting cross-legged on a large rock by the river, he wasn’t practicing but rather staring blankly at the Dahe River before him. After some time training, Old Lu brought him back to the small wooden cabin. According to Old Lu, Mo Wen had reached a bottleneck; continuing to practice would be futile. It was better to return and enjoy a life of drinking, eating meat, and sleeping, as this might help him break through his limitations. Now, he hoped for an Opportunity to accelerate his training speed because he yearned for strength.
One night, Old Lu woke Mo Wen from his sleep.
“Mo, your Opportunity has arrived,” he said.
“What Opportunity?” Mo Wen's eyes lit up at the mention of the word. His time with Old Lu had been incredibly fruitful; as Old Lu put it, he was just a step away from scraping the ground clean.
“Let’s go; I’ll take you to Long Experience.” With that, Old Lu picked up Mo Wen and set off.
An hour later, they stood atop a mountain. Old Lu had long since retracted his "aura," returning to the appearance of an old man on the street. Looking down into a nearby valley, they saw a peculiar grove of trees. Under the moonlight, it was clear that this grove was entirely different from its surroundings; all the trees were Blood Red—both their trunks and leaves were crimson and emitted waves of Blood Light. Following the Blood Light, Blood-colored Mist began to rise from within the grove, thickening and spreading outward while releasing a strong Blood Stench that attracted nearby Beasts rushing toward the valley to crash into the mist. As the mist enveloped them, it seemed alive; the Beasts vanished as if swallowed whole. The sounds of their roars echoed from within the mist until gradually fading away, leaving behind trees tainted by the fog now turned Blood Red.
Staring at this scene in awe, Mo Wen was astonished that such a peculiar grove existed in this world. Sensing his surprise, Old Lu began to explain: “This is the Red Tree, a type of Chimera that does not move. It preys on nights of a full moon; since it cannot move, its hunting is limited to a certain range—just avoid entering its hunting ground.”
“So many Chimeras! That’s terrifying!”
“No, there’s only one Chimera here; you can tell just by looking.”
The slaughter in the valley continued as the moon climbed higher in the sky. The roars gradually faded away while the blood mist retreated toward the center of the grove. Rather than retreating, it seemed drawn toward a particular tree at its center—this tree was more vibrant than all others but significantly smaller in stature. If one didn’t observe closely or notice its bright color, they might easily overlook its existence.
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