Crows plummeted from the sky, each one a lifeless body descending to the earth.
Chen Guo's Golden Light Shield lay in ruins, yet there was no longer a need for it. His form was enveloped in a swirling dance of sword qi, seamlessly blending offense and defense. The sword qi's reach was his shield, effortlessly repelling the crows' onslaught.
These crows, simple-minded as they were, possessed strength but lacked any semblance of strategy. They surged forward only to meet their end.
Without even a hint of resistance, they foolishly lunged into the gleaming radiance of Chen Guo's sword, an act tantamount to self-destruction.
It was akin to deliberately sprinting into the line of enemy artillery fire—survival was an unlikely prospect.
Onlookers from the ground were treated to a spectacle of sword light, qi, and shadows that seemed to claim the heavens themselves. The sky was awash with the splendor of the sword, its deadly hue blossoming as it cleaved through life itself.
The crows came in droves, and in droves, they perished.
Not one was spared.
"You have slain a common crow and obtained a Crow Feather!"
"You have slain an elite crow and earned 2 Foundation Points!"
Chen Guo's predictions held true. The common crows, though not lacking in fighting capacity, were of too low a level to yield any Foundation Points.
An elite crow, however, could bestow 2 Foundation Points, a fact that brought Chen Guo considerable joy.
It appeared his own level was set to rise by a notch or two.
With each kill, Chen Guo's movements became more fluid, his command of the infinite sword light more assured. He wielded the devastating sword qi with ease, reaping the lives of the crows in a relentless harvest.
The crowd below watched in awe.
"The disparity between us is staggering. Village Chief Guangcheng exists in a realm beyond our reach!"
"To think that a mere Myriad Swords Spell could unleash such a torrent of qi, eclipsing the sun and laying waste to all in its path! Village Chief Guangcheng's prowess is not just in his strength, but in a combat awareness that transcends our own."
"Is this the might of the ultimate God of War? Absolutely awe-inspiring! We thought we might lend some assistance, but it seems our role is merely to stand aside and cheer!"
Everyone was left in awe by Chen Guo's dazzling display of killing prowess. Amidst their astonishment, they couldn't help but yearn for such skill.
In Flame Dragon Village, the profession of Sword Immortal became the object of everyone's desire, thanks to Chen Guo's demonstration of its formidable and unbeatable nature.
"You have gained 2000 Slaughter Points!"
"You have gained 2000 Slaughter Points..."
Such notifications kept popping up before the villagers' eyes. Within minutes, someone would level up. They had never imagined that leveling up could be so effortless.
Jiang Yan remarked, "This takes me back to my gaming days, when high-level players would power-level our lower-level accounts. It was just as efficient. To us, Village Chief Guangcheng is like one of those high-level players."
Zhou Tao reflected, "Indeed, it's because we have such a strong Village Chief that the future of Flame Dragon Village is so promising. We can now proudly declare ourselves the premier village on Blue Star. There's no competition left for us here!"
Liang Kuan mused, "The drive that a powerful individual can inspire is boundless, and Village Chief Guangcheng is that kind of powerhouse! He makes me feel like I've wasted my life in comparison! Alas, there's just no competing with him!"
The villagers who had come to earn Slaughter Points were over the moon, as thrilled as Zhu Bajie feasting on ginseng fruit, feeling every one of their three thousand pores open in delight.
"Dao seeker Wang Lin has advanced to level 28!"
"Trial challenger Wang Simo has advanced to level 30!"
"Dao seeker Zhang Chenyu has advanced to level 27!"
"Trial challenger Su Mu has advanced to level 29!"
The chorus of leveling up notifications continued unabated. Soon, most villagers had reached level 30. An hour later, everyone had soared well beyond that milestone.
What they had planned to achieve in a day and a night, under Chen Guo's leadership, took merely an hour—not only meeting their goal but exceeding it.
Such is the might of a Legend!
Now, the skies were clear of the Cold Crows. Perhaps a few still lingered, but they no longer dared to reveal themselves.
Despite the Cold Crows' limited intelligence, after an hour of being slaughtered, they surely learned what fear meant.
Chen Guo's level had climbed to 53, a notable two-level increase. For Chen Guo, who found leveling up increasingly challenging, this was a remarkable achievement.
Moreover, Chen Guo's fighting capacity had soared to an astonishing 2.3 million—a significant boost indeed!
"I've cleared out all the minor monsters!" Chen Guo popped another Origin Pill, replenishing his mana to full, then descended to the ground and instructed Zhou Tao and the others, "The Cold Crow corpses have all dropped; gather them for me, will you? I'll collect them later. Now, I'm off to harvest some Cold Crow Grass!"
"Village Chief, consider it done. We'll handle the cleanup. Not a single corpse will be missed," Zhou Tao assured him, thumping his chest confidently.
Zhou Tao understood the value of the corpses to Chen Guo and was well aware of his rules: the slaughter points were theirs to keep, but all monster corpses and loot were Chen Guo's.
He had made sure to communicate this rule to the other villagers, who all respected it without objection.
Confident in Zhou Tao's capabilities, Chen Guo nodded and took off toward the rugged mountains to begin his search for Cold Crow Grass.
With no Cold Crows to bother him, collecting the Cold Crow Grass turned into a leisurely task.
Gliding on his sword, Chen Guo wove through the clouds, harvesting the Cold Crow Grass from the most precipitous locations.
The Cold Crow Grass thrived in steep areas, as if the herb consciously chose to grow where it was hardest for gatherers to reach.
"You have obtained 1 Cold Crow Grass!"
"You have obtained 1 Cold Crow Grass!"
"You have obtained 1 Cold Crow Grass!"
After collecting over a hundred, Chen Guo had stripped Cold Crow Ridge bare of the rare herb. Despite circling twice more, no more Cold Crow Grass could be found.
Chen Guo felt no disappointment, though. With his talent for duplication, he could replicate an item up to three times. Those hundred-plus Cold Crow Grasses could be turned into nearly 500 with his ability.
Additionally, the finished pills can be replicated once more. This is essentially the same as having collected 1000 Cold Crow Grass. It may not be an abundance, but for the current stage, it's certainly sufficient.
"The herbs have been nearly fully collected. It's time to look for Ansu. I'm curious whether Ansu counts as one of the formidable creatures that Village Chief Guangcheng requires us to slay..."
Chen Guo mused, readying himself to track down Ansu's whereabouts.
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