Translator: CinderTL
When Feng Qi questioned him about this, the Lord of the Mist explained:
"My clan has no concept of humility or politeness. Only the strong rise to the top. Those who are capable must flaunt their abilities. Only those who are both powerful and ostentatious earn the respect of their clansmen. If you have the strength to be arrogant but choose to be humble—to use a human term—you're just a 'fucking idiot'!"
When Feng Qi first heard this theory, he was speechless.
He suddenly understood.
After all, every race had its own unique culture.
What might seem bizarre to outsiders could be perfectly normal within a different species.
For example, the Lord of the Mist had once explained that his people considered eating the offerings to the dead an act of respect and remembrance.
Hearing this, Feng Qi felt a pang of shame.
He couldn't help but recall Wei Wei's video message, where she had looked worried and complained about thieves constantly stealing her offerings, yet she could never catch them.
Just then, the Lord of the Mist leaned in and whispered, "That guy insulted my parents. I'm going to kill him later."
"We're people who do great things," Feng Qi said, shaking his head. "Don't be so petty. Don't let personal grudges distract us from our mission."
"What does doing great things have to do with holding grudges?"
"Whatever," Feng Qi said, rolling his eyes.
The warship continued its journey toward the island, the propellers disturbing more and more Sea Beasts along the way.
Looking around, Feng Qi could see waves of Sea Beasts leaping from the water, following the warship's progress.
Some even charged at the warship, attempting to ram it.
But the temporary commanders of the warships paid no attention to these small Sea Beast attacks.
Whenever a Great Sea Beast appeared, the temporary commanders of each warship would immediately use their communicators to call for support, focusing their fire to eliminate the massive creature.
The death of a Great Sea Beast attracted even more Sea Beasts.
The entire sea surface transformed into a gluttonous feast as Sea Beasts of various shapes and sizes began slaughtering and devouring each other in a spectacle of unparalleled grandeur.
After several hours of sailing, the warships slowly approached Heijue Island.
"Prepare to disembark!"
The voice of Commander Wang Lin boomed over the communicators.
The battle groups immediately sprang into action.
A reef lay ahead, preventing the warships from approaching the shore. The crew had to disembark early and wade through the water.
Soldiers carrying mooring lines jumped into the sea, waded ashore with their tools, hammered thick spikes into the ground, and scattered quick-setting cement to solidify the sandy beach.
They then looped the mooring lines around the metal spikes and secured them with practiced knots.
Once all 23 warships were anchored, small boats were lowered from the decks, and Feng Qi and the other logistics personnel began their work.
In addition to food supplies, exploration equipment also needed to be transported ashore.
After transferring the supplies to the wooden boats, Wang Lin's voice boomed over the communicator:
"Eight personnel will remain on each warship to guard the vessels and supplies. The rest of you, disembark with me!"
The temporary commander of Feng Qi's warship was a young woman.
Her gaze swept over Feng Qi and the other personnel assigned to guard the supplies before she spoke:
"You, you, you... stay behind to guard the warship and the remaining supplies. The rest of you, carry the supplies ashore."
Feng Qi and the Lord of the Mist were among those selected.
The Lord of the Mist turned to Feng Qi and winked.
Feng Qi nodded.
They hadn't come here to guard supplies.
Since they couldn't join the United Battle Group's main force, they would act on their own.
Staying behind was out of the question.
As the boats glided toward the shallows, Feng Qi and the Lord of the Mist remained still, waiting for the main force to vanish into the dense jungle before initiating their pursuit.
In the Lord of the Mist's words, "Wang Lin's life is mine."
Time ticked by as they waited.
Once they confirmed the main force had moved far enough inland, the Lord of the Mist sprang into action.
Six misty tendrils erupted from his back, ensnaring the remaining guards who were scanning the surrounding waters. In the blink of an eye, he drained their bodies of blood.
"Done. Let's move out."
Feng Qi nodded calmly, enveloped himself in mental energy, and flew toward the shore.
The Lord of the Mist transformed into mist and followed closely behind.
Upon landing on the shore, Feng Qi's form materialized, and the Lord of the Mist coalesced into his human form beside him.
They then strode into the dense rainforest.
The air hung thick with humidity after the recent rain.
Towering trees, some reaching dozens of meters high, lined their path, their sprawling branches forming a dense canopy that filtered sunlight into visible shafts piercing through the gaps.
The trail clearly showed the marks left by the advancing team.
As they moved forward, the Lord of the Mist grew increasingly excited.
Having gone without a proper meal for far too long, he unleashed a killing spree.
Every creature with blood in its veins was drained dry.
The Lord of the Mist's injuries began to heal rapidly, and his strength surged once more.
This was the essence of the Lord of the Mist's power.
He had once explained to Feng Qi that the fundamental difference between humans and domain creatures lay in the absence of a truly perfected growth system in humans.
For example, human cultivation studies, still in their nascent stages, were riddled with flaws.
This was why human cultivators struggled to break through the shackles of mortality, often developing chronic ailments due to the inherent flaws in their cultivation techniques.
This problem, however, did not exist for domain creatures with wisdom.
Take the Lord of the Mist, for example. His strength increases directly enhance his lifespan, without the various developmental drawbacks that plague human cultivation.
This advantage is even more evident in resource utilization.
Again, consider the Lord of the Mist. His resource efficiency far surpasses human capabilities.
When humans kill a domain creature, they obtain only a collection of special materials.
But when the Lord of the Mist kills a creature, he gains vast quantities of qi blood. After refining it, this qi blood becomes part of his power.
Though some waste occurs, his utilization rate is already a level higher than that of humans.
The efficiency of spirit plant usage follows the same pattern.
Furthermore, the inherent strength amplification from bloodlines remains a problem humans cannot solve in the short term.
Those powerful domain creatures have undergone countless generations of evolution, allowing their new generations to inherit their current growth potential.
While the descendants of human cultivators have also gained improved growth potential, realizing this potential will require countless more generations of breeding.
During his time interacting with the Lord of the Mist, he gained a clearer understanding of the gap between humans and domain creatures.
The Lord of the Mist's insights also sparked numerous ideas for enhancing humanity's overall strength.
Though he himself would never be able to implement these concepts, they could empower his other self, contributing to the advancement of the human world.
Following the traces left by the Main Battle Group, they advanced for some distance until they reached a stream.
Clear signs of a battle were visible ahead. Five creatures, each over two meters tall and covered in black fur, lay dead beside the stream.
Their bodies had been dismembered, and the rune crystals and useful body parts had been harvested.
"Tsk, what a waste," the Lord of the Mist remarked, opening his mouth and inhaling.
Instantly, the blood from the dead domain creatures floated into the air, surging toward the Lord of the Mist and being absorbed into his body.
"Now this is a delicacy."
Seeing the Lord of the Mist's satisfied smile, Feng Qi couldn't help but roll his eyes.
But just as he was about to retort, the light ahead distorted, and over a dozen figures materialized out of thin air.
Several mental shockwaves surged toward them simultaneously.
Sensing the imminent danger, Feng Qi swiftly unleashed his mental energy, attempting to mitigate the damage from the mental shockwaves.
However, the Lord of the Mist moved first, stepping in front of him to shield him from the attack.
As the mist shield collided with the mental shockwave, concentric ripples of mist spread outward, but the Lord of the Mist effortlessly repelled the attacks.
He now clearly saw the attacker: the Blue-skinned Assassin, notorious for its ambush tactics.
This time, thirteen of them had appeared.
Feng Qi frowned at the sudden appearance of the Blue-skinned Assassins.
Thirteen at once? This was far from normal.
He had dealt with these creatures before. Based on his understanding, they typically operated in scattered groups across different regions, rarely acting in large groups.
This was the first time he had ever encountered such a large group of them.
He couldn't help but suspect that there might be a Blue-skinned Assassin stronghold nearby.
(End of the Chapter)
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