Chapter 229: The True Scripture of Words Can Be Relied on

"We are being hunted by the Dark Hall." Karida's voice was weak and listless, though she had escaped the nightmare, her soul was still wounded.

Being betrayed by the Child Emperor, Karida had initially thought it would be disastrous; even if she managed to wake up from the nightmare, her soul might have suffered permanent damage. However, strangely enough, it seemed as if some mysterious energy had soothed her soul, making her feel unusually calm, in a slow process of self-recovery. But during this time, she must not rashly use her soul power.

"It was the Child Emperor among the Nine Sons of the Dark Hall!" Karida's voice was unusually calm. "Since they didn't kill me in the nightmare, the Dark Hall will definitely come looking."

Nightmares can backfire, right?

Old Wang thought, but even if the Child Emperor was injured by the backlash, couldn't he have accomplices? If a few ghost-level underlings showed up, he and Brother Da might end up here. He slapped his chest hard: "Don't worry, Brother Da, I'll protect you!"

"Forget it, ride the Snow Wolf King back to Ice Spirit first. I just need to rest for a while. We should act separately; your level will only get in the way!" Karida suddenly said coldly, with a look of disdain on her face.

The atmosphere in the tent turned cold instantly. Was this tearing down the bridge before crossing the river?

Old Wang's eyes darted around... then he suddenly laughed. Too bad, if he were really eighteen, he might have believed it. Brother Da is an Oscar-worthy actress. Wang Feng didn't say anything; he simply picked up Karida and carried her out.

"Wang Feng, what are you doing? Let go!" Karida tried to struggle but felt powerless all over.

Wang Feng hoisted Karida onto his shoulder. "Brother Da, if you're afraid of involving me, just say so. Women always say one thing and mean another. Am I Wang Feng, someone who fears trouble? Forget about the mere Nine Sons of the Dark Hall; even if the Lord of the Dark Hall came, I'd run away without hesitation. If I don't, I'm a coward!"

"Two Bamboo!" He shouted, placing Karida on Two Bamboo, then nimbly climbed on like a monkey. Instead of throwing him off, Two Bamboo stood up and started running at full speed.

Lying across Two Bamboo's back, Karida felt that this guy was now running smoothly, steadily, and fast, which was completely different from the bumpy ride she had during the day. This Wang Feng wasn't bad at riding wolves; he was actually better than she was...

She did indeed want to drive Wang Feng away, to save at least one life. The Dark Hall surely had other means, and she didn't want to involve Wang Feng. By now, Wang Feng no longer owed her anything. As for the people from the Dark Hall, if they wanted to kill her, they would have to pay a heavy price!

Despite her usual stern demeanor, she couldn't help but laugh at the sight of Two Bamboo and Wang Feng. These two clowns, it turns out, had been putting on a show all day.

She couldn't help but smile, but as soon as the laughter began, a surge of anger rose in her chest, causing her to cough uncontrollably.

"Shush!" Old Wang reached out and slapped her buttocks, then quickly put on an anxious look: "Oh, Brother Da, I'm sorry, it's too dark, I hit the wrong spot... We shouldn't cough, it might attract the enemy!"

Karida was both angry and amused. In all her life, no one had ever slapped her buttocks. If she had any strength, she would have torn this boy to pieces.

"I'll remember this," she said coldly.

Old Wang, surprised and delighted, said: "Brother Da, do you remember that I saved you? It's fine, it's fine, we're close, don't take such a small matter to heart. Besides, you've saved me too. This mutual rescue is quite harmonious."

Karida fell silent, too lazy to argue with Wang Feng. No one could match his skill in talking nonsense. Her mood suddenly relaxed.

Seeing Karida quiet down, Old Wang also reined in his teasing heart. The assassination from the Dark Hall was no joke. He had heard from Brother Da about Fu Liye's methods earlier in the day. That Nightmare Seed wasn't easy to deal with either. Damn, why provoke the Dark Hall for nothing?

As they ran, Old Wang reached into the large hanging bag and felt the heavy oil lamp.

He gently wiped it a few times, and a faint glow appeared at the bottom of the oil lamp. The spout opened, and a puff of green smoke shot out silently, from which dozens of ice bees, as small as mosquitoes, spread out.

Their bodies rapidly grew larger and immediately flew off in all directions. By the time they had returned to their original size and began to buzz, they were already over a hundred meters away from Old Wang.

The ice bees were certainly not meant to fight the Child Emperor.

When there were billions of wolf-level ice bees, their ice-based stacking properties made them capable of overwhelming power, capable of destroying everything in their path. But with only dozens, they wouldn't stand a chance against top-notch experts, let alone ordinary disciples of the Rose Holy Sanctuary.

Compared to their combat ability, Old Wang now placed more hope in their reconnaissance capabilities. Knowing oneself and the enemy ensures victory in every battle. To avoid being hunted down, controlling the movements of both sides was the best method.

Open!

Old Wang's golden pupils flickered slightly, and his irises seemed to be filled with countless tiny grids, like the compound eyes of insects.

The Bug Deity Seed, even at the larva stage, possessed many unique abilities. Now, he was the queen of these ice bees, and the vision they provided was his own.

Most of the Ice Bees, except for a few darting through the woods, were ascending, flying above the mountains and swiftly crossing vast forests and scaling one peak after another.

The Dusk Mountains had once been a training ground, hiding many beasts in its dense forests. With Da Ge’s protection, Old Wang hadn’t seen a single one on his journey, but now that the Ice Bees' night vision was spread out, he suddenly witnessed the 'prosperity' of these mountains.

The entire deep forest seemed like a den of demons, with pairs of green eyes peering from the darkness everywhere. In the dark jungle, battles would occasionally erupt, accompanied by the rustling of grass and a brief roar. As hunters and prey, such fights often ended in an instant, with the prey's pitiful cries quickly silenced by a severed throat.

Old Wang felt a chill run down his spine. As a modern person, it took some time to adapt to this savage world. Only Karida in his arms felt so real and warm.

Not spotting any enemies, Wang Feng didn't dare let the Ice Bees fly too far; his current soul power wasn't enough to sustain control over long distances. Whether or not there were threats, leaving this place was necessary.

Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz...

Just then, the view from one Ice Bee caught Old Wang's attention. About ten miles away, a large caravan was marching northeast toward the port, torches ablaze.

That is...

Old Wang quickly directed the Ice Bee closer and focused on the caravan's banner.

Damn, we're saved!

When you're out, you rely on friends; the saying is always true!

...

Inside the luxurious carriage, Lakfu and Hagen were drinking. Honestly, this trip to Bing Ling was rather depressing—no, not just a little, but quite depressing!

While the deal was made, the other party had driven a hard bargain. After deducting the costs of refining and processing, transportation, and the expenses for the caravan and mercenaries, the profit was already minimal. Even this meager profit had to be given away as gifts, with each of them contributing 500,000 to make up the million euros for Wang Feng. It wasn't a total loss, but they certainly didn't make any money.

Therefore, according to the original plan, they were supposed to leave Bing Ling after enjoying the grandeur of the Snow Festival. However, the unprofitable business left both of them feeling frustrated, making every extra day in Bing Ling feel like a torment. So, they had already departed a few days before the festival, inadvertently avoiding a disaster.

After resting for a day in Snowfield Town, the main reason was that there were too many people in the caravan, and they were carrying a large quantity of soul crystals, which made their journey drag on for two or three days.

"This trip is a huge loss," Hagen said with a sigh, slightly tipsy, speaking in the language of the sea folk: "It seems like we might break even, but after working hard for two months, it's as if we haven't earned a single coin. I even put aside a lot of business from the Starfish Chamber to make this trip. Sigh..."

"Money spent to avoid disaster, money spent to avoid disaster," Lakfu also looked dejected. Hagen was a big boss for whom losing half a million was like a game, but for him, half a million was almost his entire fortune. He was more depressed than Hagen, but what could he do? "That person has a powerful background and might be hiding some secrets. We've offended them, and it's already good that we managed to save our lives."

"You have a point." Hagen, who also did big business, had a bit of a grand demeanor. He poured another drink for Lakfu and said with a smile: "Speaking of which, Mr. Wang Feng is quite an interesting person. Usually, those from the Sea Folk Royal Family don't even make a sound when you offer them money; they consider it a favor just to give you a glance without disdain. But Mr. Wang Feng was very polite and even invited us to dinner and drinks. To spend half a million to dine with a guest of the Royal Family is worth it."

Lakfu nodded, "I'm not really upset about the money. If we can establish a connection, I'd dare to give five million, not just half a million. I'm afraid that in the end, they won't even remember our names. I think my half a million was probably wasted!"

Hagen laughed heartily, "There are plenty of opportunities to make money. We've also gained some insight. A human favored by the Mermaid Royal Family—tut tut, just thinking about it makes me feel like something big is happening. Besides, compared to our lives, this amount of money is nothing."

With this, the two felt less aggrieved and were about to pour themselves another drink when they heard a commotion in the caravan, followed by a sudden jolt of the carriage.

It seemed the reindeer pulling the carriage had been startled, emitting terrified whinnies and jumping around wildly. The driver at the front was tightly holding the reins, trying to calm them down, while inside the carriage, the bottles, glasses, and dishes on the table were thrown up, spilling alcohol and soup all over the two men.

Lakfu, who was already in a bad mood, suddenly became furious and pulled back the curtain, sticking his head out: "What's going on!"

As soon as he spoke, he stopped abruptly, eyes wide open.

On the side of the caravan, a tall and mighty silver snow wolf king had just burst out, startling the reindeer. Immediately, over a dozen mercenary warriors from the caravan rushed toward the snow wolf king, weapons drawn and pointed at it: "Who are you? This is the caravan of a high-ranking sea folk official!"

On the back of the snow wolf king, a handsome man holding a woman wrapped in a windbreaker had just jumped down. Seeing Lakfu's head poking out of the window, he waved cheerfully: "Little Fufu, it's me!"