Chapitre 62: Chapter 62: The Spirit Hall Has Truly Made Great Contributions
Although Yun Feng's previous life involved cultivating immortality, he found some overlap in principles with what Meng Shu and Chao Tianxiang taught. He even gleaned new insights from their perspectives.
In return, Yun Feng shared his own understanding of certain concepts, which left the elderly couple in awe. They never expected someone so young to possess such profound knowledge.
As night fell, it was time for rest again.
In the Star Dou Forest, lighting a fire was forbidden. While most spirit beasts feared fire, a small subset of them were drawn to it—and those spirit beasts were often deadly.
Without Zhao Wuji needing to issue commands, the male students set up temporary tents while the female students prepared some food.
The tents were large, having been specifically purchased by Ning Rongrong. In contrast, Shrek Academy's tents were much smaller. After glancing at them, Xiao Wu turned to Zhu Zhuqing.
"Zhuqing, why don't we stay in Yun Feng's tent tonight? We'll just be cultivating, so it's fine."
Zhu Zhuqing glanced toward Yun Feng's location, her eyes dimming slightly before she shook her head.
"No need, Xiao Wu. If you want to go, you can. Don't worry about me."
Xiao Wu hesitated but ultimately decided not to go either.
Since Yun Feng hadn't prepared his own tent, Ning Rongrong invited him into hers. Joining them were Ye Lingling and Dugu Yan. After eating, the girls quickly fell asleep, exhausted from the day's journey.
Although they shared a tent, none of them worried about Yun Feng taking advantage of the situation. With Zhao Wuji standing guard outside, they trusted Yun Feng's character.
For Yun Feng, staying alert and battle-ready was far more important than resting. After a while, he quietly left the tent.
Approaching the spot where Meng Shu, Chao Tianxiang, and Zhao Wuji were gathered, he sat down beside them.
Turning to Meng Yiran, who was idly playing with a stick, he said, "Sister Yiran, why don't you rest first? It's not appropriate for me to stay in there."
Meng Yiran was momentarily stunned before a smile appeared on her face.
"Thank you, then!"
She promptly walked into the tent. Seeing this, Meng Shu and Chao Tianxiang exchanged knowing smiles.
Zhao Wuji, curious about Yun Feng's calm demeanor, asked, "Yun Feng, it's been days, and we haven't found a suitable spirit beast for you. Are you anxious?"
Inwardly, Yun Feng sneered. Anxious? Not at all. In fact, he'd rather not find one. Any interruption to his plans would be unwelcome.
However, he maintained a regretful facade.
"Finding a spirit beast is about luck, Teacher Zhao. There's no point in being impatient. Don't worry; I can wait."
Meng Shu sighed. "The Star Dou Forest isn't what it used to be. I remember how vibrant it was decades ago. Even in the outskirts, thousand-year spirit beasts were a common sight. But now, they're so rare."
His words stirred Zhao Wuji and Chao Tianxiang's memories.
"Indeed. Back then, thousand-year spirit beasts were everywhere. Now, even in the outskirts, they're almost nonexistent. What could have caused such a drastic change in just a few decades?"
Yun Feng chuckled and offered his perspective.
"Whatever the cause, it's ultimately due to human activity. Spirit beasts may be ferocious, but we humans are even more so, aren't we?"
Intrigued, Meng Shu prompted, "Go on."
Yun Feng continued, "While spirit masters are few in number, each one requires decades to grow into a formidable force. In that time, a spirit master needs at least six spirit rings to reach the Spirit Emperor level."
"That means six spirit beasts must be hunted—ranging from hundred-year to thousand-year, even ten-thousand-year spirit beasts. Spirit beasts take far longer to mature than we do. That's why their strength is measured in years."
"Even though their numbers are vast, the constant hunting only reduces their population. The stronger the spirit beast, the rarer it becomes. Decades from now, thousand-year spirit beasts might become a myth."
This echoed the eventual state of the Douluo Continent, where spirit beasts became so rare they were replaced by spirit souls.
Zhao Wuji and the others were momentarily stunned, recalling a directive issued by the Spirit Hall.
After exchanging glances, they understood why the Spirit Hall had issued a decree that many spirit masters disliked.
"The Spirit Hall has indeed made great contributions, planning ahead for the sustainable development of spirit masters," Meng Shu said.
"Still, who among spirit masters thinks about such issues? Everyone only wants to grow stronger. Even if the Spirit Hall tries to impose restrictions, it'll be futile."
Yun Feng nodded. "Desire is the root of all sins."
"What's worse is the indiscriminate slaughter for spirit bones. A spirit master only needs nine spirit beasts in their lifetime, but how many do they hunt in total?"
"And those who make a living hunting spirit beasts? Their numbers only multiply the carnage. If this continues, the day will come when spirit masters have no spirit rings to use."
Yun Feng's words shattered the group's worldview, forcing them to reconsider everything they thought they knew.
Seeing their shaken expressions, Yun Feng smirked inwardly.
So easily swayed. Without firm convictions, they'll never achieve greatness.
In his previous life, such people wouldn't even qualify as cannon fodder.
But in this world, these thoughts were merely fleeting. There was no point in dwelling on them.
The heavy topic left everyone feeling a bit somber. Without the power to change the situation, all they could do was focus on the present.
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