Chapter 4051 Gained Little


    They snuck in and left the cave in under three minutes.


    The members of the Evil Tiger race were not alerted during the entire process.


    Decker had seen these people''s theurgies but the methods they used still shocked him.


    How were they able to take the Evil Tiger race''s Arcana so easily?


    It was all just a piece of cake for them!


    The series of events was inconceivable to Decker but the others simply went on as if everything was


    entirely normal.


    As an independent ind, the Night View Ind had no means tomunicate with the outside world,


    so it didn''t have as many Other Shore Tokens. Thebat strength was mainly increased through


    fusions with Treacherous Beings.


    However, even if these Treacherous Beings were powerful, they weren''t as good as Other Shore


    Tokens.


    Moreover, Zen and hispanions still had the Holy Stones and the Light of Annihtion, which made


    it easy for them to deal with the hostility-level Treacherous Beings that mighte their way. Of


    course, that was their trump card, so they wouldn''t use it unless it was truly necessary.


    After they left the Evil Tiger race''s territory, Zen and his group made their way towards another


    connected mountain.


    Decker was in a good mood. He had proved his value to Zen and robbed the Evil Tiger race in


    ordance with the Wooden Leaf race''s wishes.


    "The members of the Desert race are living at the foot of the mountain. They''re our allies," he told


    them.


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    "Is robbing an ally frowned upon here?" Pearson asked. Decker hurriedly waved his hand.


    "I''m very familiar with the Desert race so it would be easier for us to take their Arcana, but they went to


    the Ghost Mountain not long ago and have consumed all their Arcana. It wouldn''t make much sense to


    go there since you won''t really get any."


    The races on the Night View Ind were usually shrewd realists.


    Both the Wooden Leaf race and the Desert race acknowledged their weakness so they decided to


    forge an alliance with each other. Once one of them became a strong force, they would immediately


    turn friends into enemies.


    "Next," Zen said dismissively.


    It was entirely possible for Decker to have been lying. There was a high chance that he was taking


    advantage of Zen and his group in order to suppress the Wooden Leaf race''s opponents.


    Whether this possibility was true or not, Zen and his group did not really care.


    Soon enough, they arrived at the third mountain.


    Snake-shaped creatures gathered around and flitted here and there.


    These snake-shaped creatures couldmunicate through telepathy. If one of their members were


    attacked, the rest would know straight away.


    "I believe in your strength but fighting with these guys may end badly. I hope you reconsider," Decker


    told them.


    Fuxi shrugged in nonchnce. "Next."


    They were in a hurry to umte Arcana and couldn''t waste any time dawdling.


    On the fourth mountain, they came upon the sheep-headed men.


    ording to Decker, this race was very suitable since they had moderate strength and no doubt had


    acquired quite a lot of Arcana.


    Zen and his group quietly observed theings and goings of the race for about three minutes before


    they were able to find the opportunity to sneak in.


    It was generally the same process. After they gained control of the huge sheep-headed man, they


    plundered all the Arcana and left quietly.


    After that, everyone expected things to sail smoothly but that wasn''t the case.


    The races they chose afterward were all bust. Either the races had used up all of their Arcana or they


    had a special way to hide them. Some leaders were also incredibly resolute and would rather die than


    hand them over.


    In the end, Zen and his group managed to gather fewer Arcana than they would''ve liked.


    One thing that they realized during this series of plunders though was that it was a wise decision to


    have kept Decker by their side.


    His input proved to be extremely useful, especially when they had to deal with troublesome races.


    When night came, the group dug out a stone cave on top of a mountain and settled there.


    They had collected a total of three hundred and forty-two Arcana, including the Arcana that had been


    traded with the Grass Bull yesterday.


    Zen pursed his lips as he calcted their spoils. "How many people can enter the Ghost Mountain with


    these Arcana?" he asked.


    "A person needs two hundred Arcana to enter," Decker answered. "So it means one and a half people


    can enter now. You have good luck and great strength, and your efficiency is really high."


    In his eyes, their rate of umtion was already incredible.


    The others, however, thought differently. To them, their efficiency was actually extremely slow and they


    had to pick up the pace tomorrow and earn more.


    Once darknesspletely shrouded the Night View Ind, the group settled and began to apply the


    Ghost Powder on the bodies.


    "This ind is full of Ghost Powder. Where did ite from?" Zen asked in the middle of his


    application.


    Decker simply shrugged. "Nobody really knows."


    "Hasn''t anyone ever investigated this?" the Snake Goddess asked in curiosity. "Of course," Decker told


    them.


    "Even I''ve tried investigating it myself. The Ghost Powder is taken out of the sloths'' pockets and the


    sloths are also Treacherous Beings. They usually hang out in the forest quietly."


    "The Ghost Powder in their pockets should be consumed very soon," King Ieuan said.


    "I lived with a sloth for quite a while. The powder in its pocket was almost unlimited. I''ve deliberately


    consumed all of it but it would only take a few minutes for its pocket to fill up all over again!" Decker


    narrated.


    "At first I thought it was collecting the Ghost Powder secretly so I tied it up, but then I saw its pocket


    swell automatically!"


    "Amazing," the group murmured.


    "Have you seen the inside of its pocket?" King Ieuan asked. "It might be connected with a space


    channel."


    It was very difficult for the Eternal Realm warriors to construct a space channel within the Three


    Purities Stage. Instant teleportation was also impossible, but there were a number of creatures who


    could do it.


    "I tried but then I almost died."


    Zen couldn''t help but frown at Decker''s answer. "Why? What happened?"


    "The sloths'' pockets are their exclusive domains. They turn hostile if you touch them," Decker muttered


    in exnation.


    He remembered it quite well. When he tried to open the sloth''s pocket, all the sloths within the vicinity


    began to emanate a strong aura.


    The aura they exuded was much stronger than that of the hostility-level Treacherous Beings.


    Fearing for his life, Decker immediately bolted from that ce.


    Those sloths chased him for more than a hundred miles before Decker managed to escape and


    survive.


    From then on, he never dared to investigate those sloths and their secrets anymore.


    "This ind is full of strange things," Fuxi remarked.


    While they talked, white hairs continuously fell outside their cave and formed multiple white-haired


    monsters.


    Everyone looked much calmer this time and quietly watched the white-haired monsters trudge around.


    When they moved around the cave in a circle, the white-haired monsters suddenly reverted back into a


    pool of white hairs and gradually disappeared.


    Night soon passed.


    On the second day, Zen and his group set off to plunder more Arcana off the other races.


    Still, everything went smoothly.


    Their targets were not very strong and were at the second or third tier on the Night View Ind.


    Under Zen''s leadership, the groupunched several sneak attacks which gave no room for the races to


    resist.


    Unfortunately, the spoils of theirbor weren''t as plentiful as they had hoped.


    The leaders of the races they plundered only held a few Arcana, and some had none at all.


    It would be the same for the oing days.


    The reason why these races only had a few Arcana to spare was finally revealed after they caught a


    race leader who spilled the fact that they had handed them all over to the Red Demon race.


    The Red Demon race was one of the top races on the Night View Ind and they abused this position


    by forcing the other, smaller races to give them their Arcana.


    Since the Red Demon race had already robbed the other races, Zen finally understood why they got so


    little during their raids in the past few days.


    On their seventh night, Zen and his group applied the Ghost Powder on their bodies and rested in the


    cave.


    However, a shrill scream interrupted their slumber.


    It seemed to havee from a distance and didn''t seem to be thest scream they would hear that


    night. King Ieuan was the first one up. "What was that? Squeak!"


    Zen listened attentively and pointed out towards the distance. "Over there. Over the mountain. It''s not


    just one person, but an entire group."