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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 had few chances to fight; most Demon Beasts would flee at the mere hint of Old Lu's imposing aura. Only a handful of particularly unruly ones provided him the opportunity to teach them a lesson.
After successfully entering the Refining Spirit Realm, Mo Wen regained his confidence and no longer believed he had wasted his potential. Yet, without suitable refining 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 stone 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 would be better for him to return and enjoy a life of drinking, eating meat, and sleeping—perhaps this would help him break through his limitations. Now, he found himself hoping for some Opportunity to accelerate his training speed because he yearned for strength.
That 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 "Opportunity." His time spent with Old Lu had been incredibly fruitful; as Old Lu put it, he was just shy of scraping the ground clean.
“Let’s go; I’ll take you to Long Experience.” With that, Old Lu picked Mo Wen up and set off.
An hour later, they stood atop a mountain peak. Old Lu had long since retracted his imposing aura and returned 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, their trunks and leaves exuding a faint Blood Light. Following this 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 into the valley to collide with the mist. As the mist enveloped them, it seemed alive; the Beasts vanished as if swallowed whole. The air was filled with their roars until gradually, the sounds faded away and the trees tainted by the mist turned Blood Red.
Mo Wen was astonished at such a peculiar grove in this world. Sensing his surprise, Old Lu began explaining: “This is the Red Tree, a type of Chimera that doesn’t move. It preys on nights of a full moon. Since it cannot move, its hunting is limited to a certain range; as long as you don’t enter its hunting area, you’ll be fine.”
“So many Chimeras! This is 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 began retreating towards the center of the grove. Rather than retreating, it seemed drawn towards a particular tree in the center—a tree that stood out vividly among its peers but was much shorter in stature. If one didn’t observe closely or notice its bright color, they might easily overlook its existence.
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