The green-skinned natives chasing after Sun Mo and Murong Mingyue were all elites. Otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to join Mu Qianlin's hunting group.
It was a pity that the two humans they were hunting today weren't ordinary people either.
"These fellows are really good at chasing!"
Sun Mo's scalp went numb.
Even with his physique, he was starting to pant after running for such a long time, but the green-skinned natives were still closing the distance.
Murong Mingyue would throw out a puppet from time to time to launch sneak attacks. She didn't want to kill them, she just wanted to buy some time.
As they got closer, Sun Mo and Murong Mingyue could see the green beanstalk more clearly.
It was made up of a few beanstalks intertwined like a fried dough twist. It was huge, towering, and pierced through the clouds. The pressure it exuded was enough to make one despair.
"I feel like I'm just a tiny ant!"
Murong Mingyue sighed.
To be precise, everything in the Greenmist Forest was terrifyingly huge.
The seven-starred ladybug outside was comparable to a calf here. The grass that could be stomped to death was as tall as a person.
And this beanstalk was like a ladder to heaven.
"You go first!"
Sun Mo helped Murong Mingyue up.
"Okay!"
Murong Mingyue didn't argue and climbed up the beanstalk.
There were green leaves growing on it, and they were as big as a dark cloud. If they weren't being chased, it would be a great experience to have a picnic on it.
"Brother Lin, they climbed up the demonic beans. What do we do?"
Seeing this, the natives panicked.
This beanstalk was said to have been growing here for thousands of years. People had climbed it before, but in the end, they would find their corpses in the man-eating flower field.
Some would get close to the demonic beans, while others would fall tens of li away.
Every child would be warned by their parents not to climb the beanstalk under any circumstances. Otherwise, they would be cursed, and their souls would vanish.
It was said that it was the kingdom of the gods.
Mu Qianlin's brows furrowed tightly.
It didn't matter if these two humans died, but what if they angered the gods and punished them along with the tribe?
"We must kill them as soon as possible!"
Some natives suggested.
"I think we can ignore them."
There were natives who disagreed. They released a breath of relief, because all those who climbed the beanstalk would die without exception.
"Team One, follow me and continue the chase. Coiling Grass, Mu Xu, you two stay here. The rest of you, go back."
Mu Qianlin instructed.
"Brother Lin, let's go. What if those two humans have battle pets that can fly?"
Some natives were worried.
There was strength in numbers. Moreover, they could take turns to rest and pursue, maintaining pressure on the enemy.
"There's no need."
Mu Qianlin shook his head. "Moreover, if that guy had a flying type spiritual beast, why didn't he take it out to escape?"
One must know that Sun Mo was surrounded by perils during his escape. If he had any trump cards, he would have used them long ago.
"Go!"
Mu Qianlin took the lead.
If it wasn't for the peak-grade medicinal herbs on Sun Mo, he would've gotten his subordinates to give chase.
To put it bluntly, it was money that moved people's hearts, and they all wanted to take it for themselves.
Because in the Green Mist Tribe, there was an unspoken rule that whoever hunted the spoils of war would get the lion's share, and the rest would be divided among the others.
If Mu Qianlin returned, he wouldn't be qualified to get a share of the spoils of war.
Sun Mo grabbed the beanstalk and looked down. Those natives had all turned into green sesame seeds, and he couldn't tell who was who.
"I hope that the leader will chase them personally!"
Sun Mo could only pray.
Splash! Splash!
The rain didn't stop.
The higher Sun Mo and Mu Qianlin climbed, the more they suffered. As the height increased, the wind grew stronger as well. The wind was mixed with the rainwater, pouring down on them.
Their clothes and hair were drenched and stuck to their bodies. It was very uncomfortable.
However, the green-skinned natives were half-naked, enjoying the joy of climbing in the rain. To speak the truth, they felt a sense of trepidation and excitement from breaking a taboo.
Such a feeling made them want to howl at the sky.
Every green-skinned native could see this beanstalk ever since they were born, but none of them had climbed up before. It would be a lie to say that they weren't interested.
What exactly was at the top of the beanstalk? Was there a deity living there? This was something everyone wanted to know.
(We are guarding the country of deities!)
The green-skinned natives consoled themselves, feeling that they wouldn't be punished if they thought this way. At the same time, they climbed faster and faster, impatient to know what was at the top.
Mu Qianlin looked up and narrowed his eyes.
(Should I slow down?)
(If I give them a chance and let those two humans climb to the top, wouldn't I have a reason to ascend?)
(No, given their strength, it's impossible!)
(Sigh!)
Mu Qianlin sighed.
He had two goals in this life. The first was to become the tribe leader. The second was to ascend to the top of this beanstalk.
(So difficult!)
(However, I, Mu Qianlin, have no fear. The harder it is, the more challenging it will be.)
"There will be plenty of opportunities to ascend to the top in the future. Today, I will first kill them and seize their treasures. After that, I will return to the sacred ground and kill those invaders."
Mu Qianlin thought it through and started to increase his speed.
"Mingyue, how is it?"
Sun Mo glanced down and felt a little dizzy.
The scenery on the ground couldn't be seen clearly anymore. There was only white mist.
(Damn, even if this daddy isn't afraid of heights, isn't this a little too high?)
When Sun Mo was in the modern era, he had played on a glass plank road. The difference between the height now and now was like the difference between an ant and an elephant.
If it wasn't for Little Silver's support, Sun Mo would rather fight to the death with Mu Qianlin than climb up.
"It's alright, just a little slippery!"
Murong Mingyue's expression didn't change.
The two of them were climbing with daggers in their right hands, stabbing into the beanstalk with their bare hands. It was so slippery that they couldn't grab it at all.
"You're really ambitious!"
Sun Mo was impressed.
One must know that they didn't have any protective measures. If they made a mistake, they would fall to their deaths. And Murong Mingyue's expression was too calm.
Zi!
The Chasing Cloud dagger stabbed into the beanstalk with much difficulty. Green juice splashed out and dyed Sun Mo's skin and hair green.
Sun Mo couldn't care less about his image. He discovered that the higher he climbed, the harder the beanstalk was, and the harder it was to stab the dagger in.
After more than two hours, the heavy rain still hadn't stopped, but Sun Mo and Murong Mingyue were already close to this black cumulonimbus cloud.
"Still climbing?"
Even though Murong Mingyue's expression didn't change, Sun Mo could hear some worry in her voice.
After all, as a human, they didn't have the chance to reach such a height.
Moreover, the beanstalk at this position was already swaying to a certain extent.
"Climb, increase your speed!"
Sun Mo urged.
When the two of them passed through the dark clouds while panting, the golden sunlight shone down, and it was a little dazzling.
Sun Mo immediately lifted his hand and covered his forehead.
Luckily, the beanstalk had leaves that could shade them from the sun. Also, the beanstalk was thick enough. When they moved to the opposite side of the sun, a large shadow would be left behind. If not, their skin would be peeling from the sun.
"Continue climbing, I'm going to make my move!"
Borrowing the cover of the dark clouds, Sun Mo could leave. He didn't ask Murong Mingyue to come along. It wasn't that Little Silver couldn't sit on it, but rather, there had to be bait to let the other party know that there were people up there. If not, how would they return?
"Mn!"
Murong Mingyue didn't have any complaints.
"Little Silver, quickly come and fetch me!"
Sun Mo was worried that he would alarm the enemy and didn't shout. However, as the master, he could communicate with the spiritual beast through telepathy.
For the next few minutes, Sun Mo waited anxiously.
No matter where they went, Sun Mo would prepare for a rainy day and get Little Silver to wait for his orders. The only problem was that he was afraid that Little Silver would go crazy from playing and stay too far away from him.
Luckily, Little Silver was much more reliable than that lousy bird that always had a hangover.
Very soon, a small flower flashing with a silver luster streaked across the sky. Because its speed was too fast, it left behind a silver tail.
This cloud was in the shape of the eight trigrams and was bulging like it was made from cotton candy. It gave off a cute feeling.
Creak!
Little Silver stopped in front of Sun Mo.
Sun Mo jumped up and took out Evil Vanquisher. He pointed it forward and said, "Move out!"
Swoosh!
Little Silver streaked across the sky.
Although he had a mount, Sun Mo didn't dare to fight those green-skinned aboriginals head-on. He planned to observe first before suddenly attacking.
The beanstalk was very thick, but it wasn't enough for two aboriginals to climb up side by side. Moreover, there were differences in the stamina of the aboriginals.
After climbing at high speed for over two hours, the aboriginals had also widened the distance between them. The furthest was over 50 meters.
"It's over. My performance is so bad. Will I be chased out of the hunting group?"
Tengben had a look of worry on his face.
Mu Qianlin only wanted elites. Moreover, based on the performance of the hunting group members, they would be replaced from time to time. Tengben was worried that he would be kicked out.
With such a mentality, Tengben basically didn't have the mood to look down. He only wanted to climb up.
Little Silver's flying speed was truly like the flowing clouds in the sky, not making any sound at all. Hence, when Sun Mo made a big circle and killed his way up from the bottom of the beanstalk, Tengben didn't notice it at all.
Sun Mo held his breath and acted like lightning.
Finally, the sound of breaking wind attracted Tengben's attention. He subconsciously turned his head, but it was too late. The sharp blade of the sword directly slashed through his neck.
A head fell off, and there was still a puzzled expression on his face.
Sun Mo held his breath and continued to climb up, consecutively harvesting two more heads. When he was on the fourth head, the aboriginals happened to see him when they looked down.
"What?"
The aboriginals were badly shocked. Just when they wanted to warn him, Evil Vanquisher was directly tossed over by Sun Mo.
Pu!
The longsword pierced through the aboriginals' neck, nailing them to the beanstalk.
Little Silver carried Sun Mo and flew closer. Sun Mo pulled out his sword, and the aboriginals immediately fell down.
"So, as long as one's battle strategy is used correctly, killing people is even easier than cooking instant noodles."
Sun Mo's lips twitched.
However, Sun Mo's good luck ended here. Just when he was flying up and preparing to kill the fifth aboriginals, the aboriginals suddenly turned and shot their arrows at the moon.
The aboriginals had discovered Sun Mo but didn't warn him. They were waiting for a sneak attack.
Swoosh!
The arrow was as fast as a meteor, shooting straight for Sun Mo's face.
It was too fast!
Sun Mo tilted his head and dodged. At the same time, he activated the Invincible Battle God.
As expected, he didn't manage to dodge it. Luckily, he still had his ultimate invincible skill.
Ding!
The arrow nailed into Sun Mo's shoulder and was deflected away.
"That human is below."
The aboriginals shouted and shot out arrows consecutively.
"Since sneak attacks don't work, let's use force then!"
Sun Mo's lips twitched. "Little Silver, charge!"
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