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Chapter 139: Deep Refining, New Changes in the Flint Bead

Facing the inquiring eyes of the Wu family, Wu Youxin, who was filled with grief, said calmly:

"Go down and escape through the gorge."

This time, all members of the Wu family heard his orders very clearly.

It was as if each of them had grown four legs, and they rushed down the mountain holding Wu Youxin's hands and feet.

Although they lost some time due to climbing the hill, they pushed hard and soon left the other escapees behind them one by one, and rushed to the first line of escape again.

"We're here, we're almost at the gorge!"

They were calculating silently in their hearts, and saw that the exit of the gorge was already in sight ahead.

At this moment, a sound like thunder suddenly passed through the sky above their heads and over the Yixianxia Gorge.

The sound is as fast as lightning splitting the sky, and its force is as fierce as a strong wind passing through.

"Thank you - Hang -"

Several members of the Wu family looked puzzled.

"Xie Hang? What Xie Hang?"

However, although he was confused, he did not slack off and continued to run forward with all his might.

But they didn't notice that after hearing the sound that was like lightning splitting the sky and wind blowing through the sky, Wu Youxin's eyes became completely dead.

Soon, a scene occurred that stunned the Wu family and nearly ten "escapees" who were in the first sequence with them.

Above the gorge, there is a huge rock that protrudes from the foot of the mountain and completely blocks the sky above the gorge. It weighs countless tens of thousands of pounds and has stood there for countless tens of thousands of years.

Suddenly Carrara cracked.

Then, under a pair of incredulous gazes, it fell down with a loud bang.

It carried with it numerous large and small rocks, and flowed down from the cracks like a flood that broke through a dam.

"boom--"

After a thunderous roar, a huge rock mixed with large and small gravel blocked the exit of Yixian Gorge tightly.

Its height and slope are even more despairing than the rubble pile opposite.

The Wu family members who were watching all this in amazement turned their gaze away from the chasm of death, and there was a sense of calm in their eyes.

Soon, everyone's eyes were focused on Wu Youxin.

Every look was filled with admiration and respect.

One of the Wu family members said sincerely:

"Young Master, you are so wise, there really is a trap here!
...Such an incredible trap, we couldn't figure it out no matter how hard we tried, how did you foresee it in advance?"

Isn’t this weird?
This is not really sarcastic, I am speaking from the heart.

But Wu Youxin didn't respond even a single word.

"Buzzing—"

At this moment, the buzzing sound like the flapping of bees' wings and the chirping of night insects sounded again from behind.

Including the Wu family, all the fugitives who were standing in front of this death chasm and had their last way of survival cut off had unexpectedly calm expressions.

Perhaps, those strong emotions had already been burned out during the escape.

The last bit of emotion that was left was completely drained away by the final, miraculous chasm of death.

Now they are just breathing and beating bodies.

"Can we surrender and beg for mercy?"

"You can try."

"…Forget it. Looking at the killing god's posture, he has no intention of giving us a chance to live."

Two people standing together, waiting to die in boredom, calmly having their last chat before death.

The next moment, a buzzing sound approached.

"Duh."

"Duh."

"Duh."

"..."

The sound of sharp arrows piercing the flesh.

"Boom."

"Boom."

"Boom."

"..."

The sound of bodies falling to the ground.

Soon, Wu Youxin, the Wu family members who were holding him hostage and other fugitives all lay quietly and motionlessly on the ground.

The only difference is that the arrows that pierced the heads of other people were iron-headed feathered arrows.

What pierced through Wu Youxin's head was a heavy iron-feathered arrow.

Apart from this, he was no different from them.

All of Wu Youxin's ambitions and bright future disappeared at this moment along with the death of his body.

After doing all this, Geng Xuan did not stop to admire his achievements, but turned around and flew into the depths of a barren hill on the side.

Through the connection between Dahuang and Baxiao's Qi, Geng Xuan knew that there were still three smart people who did not stubbornly escape along the gorge, but successfully escaped from both sides.

Two of them fled deep into the barren hills.

Another one escaped into the foothills of Chiwu Mountain.

Because they were all aware of the existence of Dahuang and Baxiao, and became alert.

In order to prevent Da Huang and Ba Xiao from getting hurt or even dying, Geng Xuan just let them follow from a distance. Just make sure not to lose track of them and not take the risk of getting too close to bite them.

Da Huang is now in his peak condition, running at full speed, and his speed is only faster than that of the Bone Refining Realm, which is known for its speed.

The most powerful biting ability, if caught off guard, even a Bone Refining Realm cultivator would fall heavily.

He has a strong sense of danger, is flexible and agile enough to move in a small area, and has a sense of smell that far exceeds that of humans. He is a top-notch expert at tracking and acting as a scout.

However, its defensive ability is very poor. Once a Bone Refining Realm expert is on guard and confronts it head-on, especially if he has a weapon, it will easily get injured or even killed if it rushes up and engages in close combat regardless of the consequences.

It has only been one and a half months since Baxiao was born, but he no longer looks like a puppy.

When it bursts out at full strength, its speed and biting ability are not much worse than Dahuang's, except for its endurance which is significantly lower than Dahuang's.

Other aspects such as the ability to perceive danger, sense of smell, and spirituality are only stronger than those of Dahuang.

Moreover, the more good fortune a thing absorbs and the later it is born, the better its performance in these aspects will be.

About a quarter of an hour later, Geng Xuan returned to the vicinity of Yixianxia from the depths of the barren hills, carrying two dead bodies.

Following closely behind him came Ada, Er, San, Si, Wu, and the youngest, Huang Er.

Judging from the positions of the six dogs, although Huang Er is the youngest, he is already superior to his other brothers and sisters and is protected in the center.

After giving Huang Er and the other five dogs a few instructions and asking them to rest here, he threw the two corpses into the gorge. Then Geng Xuan jumped onto the high cliff opposite and went deep into the remnants of Chiwu Mountain.

About three quarters of an hour later, Geng Xuan reappeared at the edge of the Chiwu Mountain carrying a corpse.

Behind him followed Da Huang, A Liu and A Qi.

Although they were all so tired that they were panting with their tongues hanging out, you could tell from the wildly wagging tails that they were feeling very happy.

On the opposite barren hill across a gorge, six dogs including Huang'er, who were lying on the hill licking their fur out of boredom with their brothers and sisters, sensed something at the first moment. They stood up excitedly, wagging their tails, and greeted from afar across the gorge.

“Woof woof woof, woof woof woof—”

Since then, the "Yixianxia Dumpling Making Operation" planned and led by Geng Xuan has come to a successful conclusion without any leakage of the filling.

……

Geng Xuan came to the edge of the cliff that had been re-formed after the high cliff broke.

Xie Hang still stood motionless on the edge of the newly formed cliff, which was the position where Geng Xuan had originally instructed him to stay and not move.

Judging from his posture, even if the place where he was standing fell to the bottom of the valley along with the rolling rocks, he would not move at all.

Seeing how strictly he followed his orders, Geng Xuan was satisfied with his strictness, yet also felt a little troubled by his inflexibility.

He said, "Okay, mission accomplished, you can reunite with Hong Quan and the others."

After hearing the gang leader's "Thank you Hang", he punched towards the marked circle.

He didn't even have time to land a second punch; the ordinary rock began to shatter from the marked point.

Immediately afterwards, a series of "Karala" sounds that terrified Xie Hang came from the high cliff in front of him, and a terrifying crack nearly 100 meters long appeared in front of Xie Hang.

Then, this huge rock, carrying a large amount of rock and rubble, fell towards the Yixian Gorge below.

Seeing the power of his "punch to split the mountain", Xie Hang, standing on the edge of the new cliff, did not move at all.

Even though he was only one step away from the cliff ahead.

Until this moment, Geng Xuan's voice sounded in his ears again, and Xie Hang seemed to be unlocked and came back to life.

He first took several steps back, away from the edge of the cliff.

Only then did he turn his head to look at the calm-looking gang leader beside him, with an indescribable look on his face.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Geng Xuan asked.

"Boss, can I ask you a question?"

When asked by the gang leader, Xie Hang, who felt a little flustered for some reason, immediately found an excuse for himself.

"You ask."

"Since you have such ability, why don't you take action when they pass right below?
With your ability, you can bury their entire team in Yixianxia, right?
Wouldn't that be easier than what you have now?"

Yeah, why?

Geng Xuan thought about it and gave his reasons.

“If there is really no other way, you can do this.

But as long as conditions permit, I will still choose to do it myself, it will feel better this way. "

This is the extent to which he could answer this question.

He couldn't say that this was to ensure that every red name was safely in the bag.

The "Horse Running in a Downtown Incident" has made him realize that even if he has completed 99% of the previous work, as long as the person does not die immediately and takes his last breath for other reasons, the red energy will not fall into his hands.

The judgment of "Flint Bead" is so rigid.

Therefore, as long as conditions permit, he will personally send these red-named people on their way as quickly as possible.

Even if he will die naturally soon, he will give himself one last shot before leaving.

However, when Xie Hang heard these words, the only feeling he had was a chill all over his body, and he couldn't stop getting goose bumps all over his body.

You still say you don’t have a taste for killing?
The word "bloodthirsty" is no longer worthy of you!

……

Xie Hang, along with Cheng Hui and others, rushed to meet Hong Quan.

Dahuang and Baxiao were having fun in the wilderness below, enjoying chasing mice and catching rabbits.

Geng Xuan sat alone on a barren hill ridge near the gorge in the direction of "Dongwuji", enduring the burning pain all over his head, allowing the "Flint Pearl" between his eyebrows to operate at overload and refine.

As the red energy was completely refined one by one, the burning sensation throughout the head gradually eased.

Geng Xuan was just about to take stock of the gains from this Yixianxia operation when he saw Hong Quan quickly approaching from the ridge of the barren hills on the west side.

"Gang leader!"

Hong Quan stood about ten steps in front of Geng Xuan, near the foot of the slope, and bowed respectfully to Geng Xuan who was sitting on the ridge.

Geng Xuan asked: "Have all the charioteers been settled?"

"Well, there are sixty-two people in total, and they have all been settled." Hong Quan said.

"Everything is still in order, right?"

Geng Xuan thought that even if he included Xie Hang, Cheng Hui and others who had just returned, there would only be seventeen people in total.

He was worried that something might go wrong if he had to use seventeen people to control sixty-two people.

"They are all very well-behaved and do whatever they are told to do," Hong Quan replied.

I thought to myself, how dare they disobey the rules? Now they are so happy that they are almost snotting.

If there were still people who were unwilling to accept the situation at this time, Hong Quan and his companions would not have to take any action, as the other surviving drivers would have beaten them to a pulp first.

Geng Xuan looked at the gorge below, thinking that there were more than two hundred corpses scattered throughout the gorge, which was more than ten or twenty miles long.

This is the main road connecting "South Fourth Block" and "East Fifth Block". Geng Xuan, who has a strong sense of public morality, does not have the bad habit of creating trouble and then walking away.

The beginning and the end still need to be cleaned up.

So, after thinking it over carefully, he ordered:
"You arrange for them to clean up all the bodies in this canyon, leaving behind the valuables, and bury the rest together with the two hundred bodies in a pit."

As soon as he finished speaking, Geng Xuan added:

"Oh, remember not to bury it in the One Line Gorge. Find a place to dig a hole in the open wilderness, preferably away from the One Line Gorge."

"Yes." Hong Quan responded respectfully without any doubt in his mind.

He now knows very well that his gang leader has two completely different faces when "killing" and "not killing".

Geng Xuan turned his head and looked at the completely blocked exit of the gorge next to him, and said:
“Arrange for someone to clear out this gorge again. Clean up this place and that place over there.

It would be best to check all the newly formed slopes and try not to leave any safety hazards. "

As he spoke, Geng Xuan also sighed.

"If we don't deal with it properly now, when the rainy season comes next year, these two places are likely to slide again, completely blocking the Yixian Gorge."

Hong Quan naturally had no doubts about the leader's order, but considering the practical difficulties, he still said with difficulty:
"Boss, with the number of people we have, it will take a long time to accomplish this.

Not only are we short-handed, we also lack the right tools.

Moreover, to do this well, it is best to hire some craftsmen with construction experience.”

Geng Xuan heard this and nodded slightly.

What Hong Quan said made sense. This kind of thing should be handled by professionals. Besides, he didn't have that much time to waste on it.

So he thought about it again and said:

"Arrange your men to ride back on Xuanyou horses immediately. If you encounter the silver transport convoy in the inner quarters, tell them that Wu Youxin's Xuanyou cavalry has been dealt with by me.

So that they don't have to rush on the road, and assign some extra people to come here to help.

Also tell them to take the message back to the neighborhood and ask Wei Wanzong and others to arrange some people to come here immediately.

I am helping them solve the problem, and they should contribute to this matter.”

Listening to the instructions from his gang leader, Hong Quan said yes, but he couldn't help feeling dazed in his heart.

If the gang leader hadn't told him, he would have almost forgotten about it.

The gang leader's killing of the rangers who delayed the movement of the Lifang convoy took place more than an hour ago.

Strictly speaking, from the time Wei Wanzong and his companions suddenly returned to Wanfufang late at night, to their immediate departure under the arrangement of the gang leader, to everything that happened afterwards, all happened within two or three hours.

But everything that happened in just two or three hours gave him the illusion that it was longer than the sum of his experiences in the first half of his life.

Not to mention that Hong Quan walked away with a dazed look on his face, Geng Xuan's thoughts were already focused on the "Flint Pearl" again.

Including Wu Youxin, Lu Kuan and others, the 150 riders on the 150 Xuanyou horses, without exception, all became souls killed by Geng Xuan's arrows.

Among them, in terms of personal contribution of luck points, Lu Kuan personally contributed 61 luck points, squeezing out the former "top" Wu Yue and topping the list.

It was not until this time that Geng Xuan learned about Lu Kuan.

If Lu Kuan knew about this in the afterlife, he would probably cry for joy.

Although Wu Youxin has made a lot of personal contributions to good fortune, he is not even on the same level as Lu Kuan, let alone Wu Yue, who once topped the list.

Wu Youxin, who personally contributed 47 points of good luck, contributed only one point more than Duan Tianpeng, the former leader of the black robe guards of Kang Le Ji.

Of course, this does not mean that he is kinder than Duan Tianpeng.

All we can say is that he is still young, and his future has not yet fully unfolded, but he has already failed in this gorge.

Otherwise, when he reaches the age of Lü Kuan and Wu Yue, it will be easy for him to surpass them in "Lucky Contribution". Overall, the quality of these 150 riders is very high. Geng Xuan has hardly seen a few with less than 20 points of Lucky Contribution.

The average per capita contribution to good fortune was more than 28 points, and these 150 people brought a total of 4,234 points of good fortune to Geng Xuan.

In addition to these 150 people, there are another 120 people in the logistics convoy.

Those whose red names were lighter and whose red luck points Geng Xuan estimated were less than 15 points were all spared by Geng Xuan.

As for those whose luck points exceeded fifteen, sorry, Geng Xuan just sent them to be on the same journey with Wu Youxin and the others.

Based on this standard, in the end, fifty-eight people died and sixty-two survived.

Among the fifty-eight people who died, there were some outstanding ones who contributed more than thirty points of red luck, and there were also many who contributed more than twenty points of red luck.

Geng Xuan estimated that they were all managers of the logistics fleet, a group closer to the Wu family's power structure.

From these data alone, Geng Xuan could imagine that the Wu family of Anleji was like a "source of evil". The closer they were to them, the more "polluted" they would be.

The fifty-eight people who died in the logistics convoy contributed nearly eighteen points of good luck per person, bringing a total of one thousand and twenty-six points of good luck to Geng Xuan.

What Geng Xuan found even more interesting was another set of data.

The one hundred and fifty riders, who were more numerous, more powerful, had deeper backgrounds, and committed more evil things, only contributed a total of ten points of bad luck to him.

Among them, eight points came from Wu Youxin, the young master of the Wu family.

The other two points, one comes from Lu Kuan, and the other comes from the sixth brother in the Marrow Refining Realm who was defeated with eleven heavy iron-feather arrows.

As for the fifty-eight people who died in the logistics convoy, their average contribution to bad luck points was more than two points, bringing him a total of one hundred and thirty-six points of bad luck.

Combining his previous understanding of bad luck, Geng Xuan made some judgments.

"That's the limit of Anleji's abilities."

The young master of the Wu family, who was recognized by everyone as the pillar of the family with a bright future, was killed.

Four Marrow Refining Realm experts were also involved, along with one hundred and forty-five elite soldiers, including some experienced Bone Refining Realm experts.

It is no exaggeration to say that this move broke the backbone of the Wu family.

Although he only gained ten points of black luck, for the Anleji and Baiyuanji forces centered on the Wu family, the backlash and turmoil they would suffer internally would be more than ten times as much if quantified by black luck.

In addition, Geng Xuan came to another conclusion:
“The vast majority of the fifty-eight people who died in the logistics team were probably not actually part of the Wu family’s core circle.

In the eyes of the Wu family, they may just be a group of "temporary workers".

They can be discarded at any time. They are a group of 'poor fellows' who bring their own food, admire the Wu family's style, but have not been formally absorbed."

It is also for this reason that all the bad luck after their death fell on him without being filtered through the "Wu Family" organization.

"Temporary workers have such wonderful uses."

Geng Xuan realized that although organizations like the Wu family could not see the existence of black luck and white luck as directly as he did, they fully understood the true meaning of it in actual operations.

They are very restrained in expanding their organization and will not unduly turn "outsiders" into "insiders".

But on the other hand, they hope to have more manpower and resources to mobilize without having to take on more responsibilities.

Therefore, in addition to their real people, they tried their best to absorb a group of "spiritual people" who depend on them.

When they are needed for manpower and contribution of their strength, the "Wu family" will think of them and even affectionately call them "family members."

But if they get into trouble or even die, the Wu family will slip away slickly, spread their hands and say, "It has nothing to do with me."

It really has nothing to do with it.

After all, even the "Suizhu", who was completely unsympathetic and whose judgment was so mechanical and rigid, did not pass the bad luck of these people after their death through the "Wu Family".

There was a slight curve at the corner of Geng Xuan's mouth.

Including all the dead Xuanyou horse riders and those in the logistics convoy, a total of 208 people, contributed 5,260 points of good luck to him.

Add to that the 3,427 points of luck contributed by the 143 people who besieged the Lifang convoy earlier, and the remaining 1,505 points of luck.

Now, the number of lucky points in his hand exceeds ten thousand!

To be exact, it is 10,192 points.

【Lucky: 10192
Black Luck: 594】

Looking at the total amount of more than 10,000 points of good luck, Geng Xuan hesitated for a moment and then made a decision.

"Refine the flint beads." Geng Xuan thought to himself.

[Consume good luck... start refining... 0.01%... 0.02%... 0.1%... 0.2%...]

The good fortune that exceeded ten thousand points started from single digits and then decreased rapidly.

And for every point of luck reduced, the refining degree of the "Flint Bead" will increase by "0.01%". Only when one hundred points of luck are consumed, the refining degree of the "Flint Bead" will increase by "1%".

Soon, the luck points dropped from five digits to four digits.

As the degree of refining of the "Flint Bead" became higher and higher, the remaining red luck dropped from 9,000 points to 8,000 points, 7,000 points, 6,000 points...

It dropped below one thousand points, and the remaining lucky points dropped from four digits to three digits.

Originally, under normal circumstances, the "flint bead" was not overloaded.

He could only indirectly sense the existence of the "flint bead" by relying on the keen touch of his skin and muscles.

Although this "flint bead" is magical, it is still an external object, a foreign body to him.

But as Hong Yun continued to refine the "Flint Pearl", Geng Xuan discovered that his consciousness was spreading into the interior of the "Flint Pearl" little by little.

It felt like he was using the vast amount of good fortune to refine the "Flint Pearl" into a part of his body bit by bit.

In other words, this "flint bead" gradually becomes a special organ that is completely owned by him.

When the refining of the "Flint Pearl" reached "99.99%", except for the extremely tiny dark part in the center, the rest of the "Flint Pearl" no longer had any secrets for him.

In Geng Xuan's perception, this "flint bead" looked very much like a strange eyeball.

And its current location happened to be embedded in the forehead between Geng Xuan's eyebrows, which further deepened the feeling in Geng Xuan's heart.

At that time, the sword that Wu Youren stabbed into the center of his predecessor's eyebrows was spot-on, as if it had forcibly opened a bloody third vertical eye on his head.

At that time, the "flint bead" appeared silently above the blood hole, fell right into it, and embedded itself in the frontal bone.

It is like the pupil entering an "eye space" that has just been forcefully opened and is still blank inside.

The sword wound healed quickly, and the corpse regained life. Geng Xuan also regained consciousness at that time and saw this new world.

It's all such a coincidence.

Or, from another perspective, it was precisely because these elements were present when the predecessor died that the "Flint Bead" was finally able to take root?
Geng Xuan had such thoughts in his mind, and as the last bit of luck was consumed, the luck points dropped from "10192" points to "192" points, and the refining progress of the "Flint Pearl" became "100%".

There were no earth-shattering changes, and no abnormal changes occurred either inside the body or outside the body.

As the "Flint Bead" was refined, the red luck that was rapidly decreasing like a dam bursting stopped at one hundred and ninety-two points.

If he really had to say what his vivid feeling was, at this moment, Geng Xuan's most intuitive feeling was that the "Eye of True Vision" had become even more powerful.

Whether it is night vision, farsightedness, microvision, aiming and locking, identifying soil, identifying medicinal materials... all abilities that require the use of the eyes have been greatly improved compared to before.

And you can do whatever you want and everything will be perfect.

This seemed to have become an innate gift he possessed, just like a normal person should be able to hear and see, and a dog should have a keen sense of smell.

He, Geng Xuan, should have the ability to "see" as he does now.

Geng Xuan tried to communicate with "Suizhu" to see what answer it could give him.

Initially, he relied on the hints from the "Flint Bead" to gain a basic understanding of good luck, bad luck, and white luck.

If not for this, he would have been left to figure it out alone like a blind man groping in the dark. I don't know how much time and energy he would have wasted before he could reach this point.

"What kind of ability does the 'Flint Pearl' have after it has been refined?"

【Please explore on your own. 】

"How do I use my good luck, bad luck, and white luck differently now than before?"

【Please explore on your own. 】

"..."

【Please explore on your own. 】

Geng Xuan asked the question several times in different ways, and the same response was given.

There is no unnecessary explanation.

Geng Xuan completely understood:

"So, 'flint beads' are just 'flint beads', and there is no intelligent communication system.

The basic explanation of good luck, bad luck and white luck is equivalent to a brief instruction manual.

That’s all the feedback I can get.”

Geng Xuan was just a little surprised by the result, but he did not feel regretful or disappointed.

He even felt a vague sense of relief.

Geng Xuan also pondered in his heart:
"Apart from the innate gift of the Eye of True Vision, whether it is capturing and refining the residual energy of others after death, or gaining good luck, bad luck, or good luck, there is a key factor: people."

"So, we need to find out what abilities the 'Flint Bead' has after it has been fully refined, and what changes it has undergone compared to before.

I can’t just sit here and meditate on my own, I need the help of others as a ‘mirror’ to confirm it.”

After figuring this out, Geng Xuan stood up and was about to meet up with Hong Quan, Xie Hang and others.

At this moment, Dahuang and Baxiao, who were playing happily in the wilderness below, suddenly rushed towards him wildly, whimpering softly as they ran.

Relying on the energy connection established by the perfect state of "running dog technique", Geng Xuan could feel their urgent warning emotions even more.

Geng Xuan's heart moved, and he looked up and gazed into the distance at the wilderness in the direction of "East Fifth Ji".

In the distance of the vast and gently undulating wilderness, under the shade of the withered yellow grass that was at least half a person's height and almost covered the entire wilderness, about ten miles to the east and northeast, a team was slowly approaching this place.

Even with his eyesight, at such a long distance, if he didn't look carefully, it would be easy to overlook the tiny traces that were almost undetectable.

"Who is this?"

Geng Xuan thought so in his heart.

The team was too far away, and the undulating wilderness and the dry yellow grass that spread throughout the wilderness also made it impossible for him to see the entire picture.

But Geng Xuan was basically certain that this couldn't be a legitimate caravan.

First, there was the hasty return of Wei Wanzong, Fan Hongsheng and others;
Following closely behind them were Chen Zheng and his men, escorting more than one million taels of silver;
Then came the "rangers" who gathered from East 5th Set due to the reward offered by Anle Set;

Following closely was a mighty team of nearly 300 people, led by Wu Youxin;
In just less than half a day, this road was bustling with activity one after another.

Geng Xuan didn't believe that any legitimate caravan would dare to take this route before the situation became completely clear.

Even if it was a genuine caravan, after this "baptism" of less than half a day, they should have turned around instead of continuing to move forward.

This road is the only way to Nansiji, and it is the only way to Nansiji.

It was not until the team got closer that the red names above the people's heads could be barely discerned.

Although he couldn't see the size accurately, Geng Xuan judged based on his experience that the red names above these people's heads were of good quality, and could even be said to be very high.

Geng Xuan gave up speculating on the origins of this team.

As long as you have a red name, no matter what its origin is.

"Just right, isn't this a pillow for me when I feel sleepy?" Geng Xuan whispered to himself.

Geng Xuan was used to living a luxurious life where he could spend his good luck freely without worrying about not having enough money. Now he only had 192 points of good luck left, and he felt a little uncomfortable.

He even had a panicky feeling that his food supplies were about to run out. He would feel uneasy if he didn't take the opportunity to stock up more food and fill up his "rice jar" again.

Geng Xuan took off the copper-framed, iron-backed bow that was slung across his back, tried the bowstring with his bare hands, and slowly frowned.

Any weapon will wear out.

Even if it is left there without being used, it will become waste over time.

Even with proper maintenance, it can only make its "shelf life" longer, but this still has a limit and it is impossible to stay in peak condition forever.

If used, it will wear out faster.

If it is used frequently in a short period of time, the wear will be even faster.

If it is stuck in its limit position every time it is used, like Geng Xuan did, the wear and tear will be ten or a hundred times that of normal circumstances.

In fact, after getting rid of the fifth Marrow Refining Realm expert, Geng Xuan already felt that the performance of the copper-framed, iron-backed bow in his hand had slightly declined compared to the initial time.

If he used it with the same intensity as when he first attacked Wu Youxin and the others, the copper-framed iron-backed bow would soon be destroyed, or even break with a "crack" after one use.

Fortunately, Geng Xuan had already solved all the problems in the Marrow Refining Realm at that time. In the subsequent cleanup, Geng Xuan took the initiative to reduce the frequency of drawing the bow and shooting arrows, as well as the upper limit of the power output of each arrow shot.

——As long as the target can be killed, it is fine. It is not necessary for every arrow to reach the maximum power and maximum range.

Because of his conscious adjustments, the copper-framed, iron-backed bow is now in pretty good condition. With a period of rest and proper maintenance, there won't be any major problems.

But if we use it now, it won't be a problem to deal with the Bone Refining Realm and weaker minions.

It is not enough to deal with the Marrow Refining Realm. If you are not careful, the bow may be destroyed, which would be a pity.

Thinking of this, Geng Xuan called Da Huang and Ba Xiao and immediately rushed to the location of Hong Quan, Cheng Hui, Xie Hang and others.

Seeing Hong Quan and others from afar, before they came close, Geng Xuan was startled and his eyes narrowed slightly.

Just because of the red names on Hong Quan and others' heads, they became different in his eyes than before.

It turned out that the red names above other people's heads that Geng Xuan saw were actually a cloud of red mist.

The red energy varies in intensity and size for different people, but in the end it is all just a ball of red energy.

And now, Geng Xuan clearly saw that all the people he saw had red names above their heads, except for the cluster of red mist in the center.

Just like the outer flame of a fire, there were three layers of halo that were even fainter but clearly fell into his eyes.

These three layers of halo, from the outside to the inside, are almost transparent white, light red, and light black.

What made Geng Xuan feel even more amazed was that although the members of the Giant Bear Gang, including Hong Quan, Cheng Hui, Xie Hang and others, as well as those riders who were still captives, had three layers of halo on their heads, white on the outside, red in the middle, and black on the inside.

There are only differences in the degree of intensity and the size ratio of each layer of halo.

But with the same white halo, Geng Xuan could clearly tell, "this white is my white" and "this white is not my white".

Therefore, Geng Xuan did not need to recognize anyone. He only needed to look at the white halo around the red names of the people to know, "This is someone from my Giant Bear Gang" and "This is not someone from my Giant Bear Gang."

The good fortune gained by "entering the world of dust" is essentially the objective manifestation of people's "social relations".

Now, just like seeing the red name that reflects sin, Geng Xuan can intuitively see a person's social relationships with his naked eyes and use them to distinguish between "me" and "non-me".

While looking at the red halo in the middle layer of "his own people" such as Hong Quan, Geng Xuan had a feeling that he could send the good fortune he had accumulated into the bodies of these "his own people" just like he sent the good fortune into Da Huang and Ba Xiao.

But why could I do all this for Dahuang and Baxiao?
It was through his "dog-walking technique" that he established a close connection with them in terms of their vital energy.

But what right do these people have?
Just because of the unity of an illusory "name", everyone has been transformed from unrelated strangers into "insiders".

Just based on this, "Weah is a loser".

Those “others” who are not “loggers”, although they also have a layer of red halo, cannot enjoy such treatment.

On the contrary, looking at the black halo of "others" that was located in the innermost layer and closest to the red mist, Geng Xuan felt that he could directly send his accumulated black luck into it.

Although his “own people” also have this black halo, he cannot use this method to “harm” them.

"Interesting, interesting."

Geng Xuan murmured softly in his heart.

What Geng Xuan found most interesting was a change he naturally realized when he saw the white halos above the heads of "his own people" like Hong Quan.

——This is just like knowing to eat with your mouth when you see food. For Geng Xuan, who has now completed the deep refining of the "Flint Pearl", this is an instinct that he can understand naturally.

And his new realization was that [from now on, as long as a Red-named person is killed by “his own people”, the remaining energy will be captured by the “Flint Pearl”].

Because in the judgment of "Flint Bead", ["one's own people" killing a red-named person] and [oneself killing a red-named person] are completely equivalent.

Will I end up following a path similar to that of "Insect's Nest" in the future?
Use good luck to cultivate more powerful people and let them help you harvest more good luck?
This thought just flashed through Geng Xuan's mind before he rejected it.

will not.

At least, he won't do that now.

Because, in addition to realizing the expansion of the judgment range of the "Flint Bead", Geng Xuan also realized another point:
That is, [if the 'one of us' is also a red-named person, then after he is killed, the remaining energy on his head will also be captured by the 'Flint Bead'].

Oh no, capture should not be used here, inheritance should be used instead.

Since we are all tired of "cutting wood", then naturally, [what's yours is mine, and what's mine is still mine].

When playing chess, Geng Xuan's favorite thing to do is -

Exchange children with others.

(End of this chapter)