Chapter 32: As long as you kill all the enemies, you won't get hurt. It's that simple, isn't it?

[Name: Spirit Heaven Mountain]
[Quality: Blessed Land]
[Type: Personal Space]
[Spiritually Enriched: Contains incredibly abundant primordial energy of heaven and earth, which can be utilized and refined by practitioners of any system to accelerate cultivation speed.]
[Spirit Heaven Blessed Land: Cultivating here makes it easier to achieve enlightenment and epiphanies, boosting learning efficiency.]
[Enduring Earth Veins: Beneath Spirit Heaven Mountain lies a high-grade fire-element source vein. The excellent quality of the earth fire can be utilized for various purposes.]
[Description: A blessed land opened up by a powerful being using spatial force. It is an independent space measuring 5km x 5km x 10km, including the mountain itself. It can be used for cultivation, farming, animal husbandry, alchemy, weapon forging, and more. To bring in living beings, they must have no intent to resist.]
[Note: Personal space ranks from low to high are: Cave Abode, Blessed Land, Minor Grotto-Heaven, Major Grotto-Heaven, Demi-World, World.]

Excluding the Z-axis, a surface area of twenty-five square kilometers is definitely not small. It is more than twice the size of Tiantongyuan, the largest residential community in all of Asia.

Lu Wenwu immediately put it to the test. The primordial energy inside the Spirit Heaven Mountain blessed land was indeed extremely dense, several times higher than on Blue Star, which was of immense benefit to cultivation. Even body-tempering techniques required energy support to practice!

Another benefit was that in the future, when going into dungeons, he could leave Mao Mao inside to frolic. A small mountain covered in vegetation and large, flat areas of land ready for cultivation were more than enough for it to play around in. There was also a pre-built cave abode and several spiritual springs in the mountain. It would be free, and Lu Wenwu wouldn't have to worry about his cover being blown. Currently, he was the only one on Blue Star who could bring a golden retriever into a dungeon; the trait was simply too conspicuous. Later, he could even build a warehouse to store food and other supplies.

After tossing the pet supplies and Mao Mao into the blessed land, Lu Wenwu left behind a comment and strolled toward the cafeteria, humming the "Symphony of Fate."

"Everyone, you all performed well this morning. You must continue to work just as hard in the afternoon classes."

Only after his figure completely vanished in the distance did the specters, who had been on edge all morning, collapse into their seats simultaneously, as limp as if they had just suffered a physical collapse. This kind of intense, high-concentration class was pure torture for a bunch of layabouts who were usually good for nothing.

Just then, a humanoid specter kicked the door open with a swagger and asked loudly, "Fangzi, where’s the Big Brother? Let’s go, let's grab a bite. Why are you slumped there like a limp noodle?"

The specter known as Fangzi jumped two meters into the air in terror, grabbed a rag, and rushed to the door, quickly wiping away the large black footprint until not a trace remained.

"Damn it, if you want to die, don’t drag me down with you!" Fangzi looked around nervously. Only after confirming that Lu Wenwu was gone did he say with lingering fear, "A ruthless guy came to our class today. Now the whole class has to stay clean and tidy. Whoever doesn't keep their area spotless is a dead ghost!"

The specter curled his lip in disdain. "You're scared to death by a mere human? You really are getting weaker as you get older. You might as well let me take over as vice-leader. Where's the Big Brother? Did he skip class today? That must be it, otherwise, the Big Brother would have already dealt with him!"

"Big Brother? Heh... there is no Big Brother anymore," Fangzi sneered. "The Big Brother tried to give that guy a piece of his mind the moment he arrived, and he had his head blown off with a single punch before he could even scream. If you're so capable, you go try."

The humanoid specter: "???"

What the hell? Are you sure you're talking about a human?

"Go on, 'Number Five' is heading to the cafeteria now. He’s easy to spot—that two-meter-tall muscular guy who’s always smiling is him," Fangzi teased. "If you can avenge the Big Brother, you’ll be the boss of the Green Dragon Gang, and I’ll call you Big Brother."

The humanoid specter’s body trembled, and he forced a smile that looked worse than crying. "Ahem... well, you see, I think this matter requires careful deliberation..."

...

In the school cafeteria, the sound of specters was deafening. Lu Wenwu looked over from a distance and saw about twenty players huddled in a corner, staring at the entrance with no intention of going inside.

"Why aren't you going in? Aren't you hungry?" Lu Wenwu asked.

"Go in? How could we dare! It's full of specters in there!" replied a player whose face was as pale as paper.

Lu Wenwu glanced at the players. Almost everyone was injured, and their complexions were terrible. Some even had missing limbs, clearly ripped off by the specters. Even the strong ones like Chen Guozhi and the cultivator from the Shenxiao Immortal Sect had bandages and signs of being treated.

Until a side quest was completed, the personal backpack remained locked. Being unable to retrieve medicine was enough to be fatal.

Chen Guozhi was astonished to see Lu Wenwu perfectly unscathed and hurriedly asked, "Mr. Five, have you found a way to ensure your own safety? Would you be interested in selling it? I can represent the Xinglong Army and offer the highest price for C-tier dungeon information. Payment can be made in spirit coins, equipment, or items."

"Forget the money; you guys can't replicate my method," Lu Wenwu waved a hand. "The school rules don't forbid killing specters. As long as I kill them fast enough, no one can hurt me. Strike first to gain the upper hand."

"Kill the specters!?" Xuanfeng was horrified. "How is that possible... you're only at level ten!"

He prided himself on his Immortal Sect techniques and talisman arts, which allowed him to partially ignore the drop in strength caused by the sealing of skills and cultivation, making him feel like a fish in water in this dungeon. Yet even so, he could only barely protect himself and would never dare to actively provoke conflict, let alone kill the specters.

"Would lying to you get me an extra egg pancake?" Lu Wenwu shrugged. "A great master once known as 'Wei Shen' said: as long as a person is strong enough, why bother with divisions? Realm is not the only standard for measuring strength."

Xuanfeng understood, a look of apology appearing on his face as he cupped his hands. "Mr. Five is right. This humble Daoist was out of line. My apologies."

"Small matter," Lu Wenwu waved dismissively. "Anything else? If not, I’m going to eat."

"Number Five, please wait. I want to purchase intelligence on side quests. If you have any, could you name a price?" a capable-looking female player asked quickly. Judging by her injuries, she seemed to have had a very difficult morning.

"Task intelligence? Let me think..."

Hearing her say this, a bold idea suddenly struck Lu Wenwu.

"Tell you what, tell me your class. Once I finish my business later, if I succeed, I can directly take you through a side quest. As long as you have the money, I'll carry you through as many as you can afford."

"But let's be clear: I charge a high price. At least one [Rare] piece of equipment or an [Advanced] skill per side quest, or something else I need of equal value."

"And..." Lu Wenwu paused for a moment.

"I don't accept credit. Pay first, then I act. But don't worry, the first thing that unlocks after a side quest is the backpack; I have no interest in ripping anyone off."