[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-endless-winter-my-camp-infinitely-upgrades":3,"chapter-endless-winter-my-camp-infinitely-upgrades-endless-winter-my-camp-infinitely-upgrades-chapter-166":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Endless Winter: My Camp Infinitely Upgrades",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2266592,4425,"Chapter 166: Eliminated to the Last: The Mystery of Gao Yu","endless-winter-my-camp-infinitely-upgrades-chapter-166",166,"\u003Cp>The fire furnace's suppression of this group of eerie creatures at Mirror Immortal Camp was obvious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This could be seen from the four mid-tier cold beasts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mid-tier Tengjiao to the east had its head pinned firmly to the ground by the wooden dummy’s illusion of Lei Kui, struggling desperately but unable to move;\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other three mid-tier cold beasts were the same—all completely suppressed by the wooden dummy, with no chance to fight back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially after He Yuanhun fled, these four mid-tier cold beasts became like soulless shells, silver-white fluid continuously streaming from their eyes, and within moments they were all slain by the wooden dummy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the four mid-tier cold beasts were this helpless, what of He Gang, He Meng, and the two hundred seventy-one Digging Realm cultivators who came with He Yuanhun?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>During the chase that drove off He Yuanhun, Xia Chuan’s group had already killed many, so only about a hundred and some remained charging toward Xia Hong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And these hundred or so all had silver fluid streaming from their eyes; though their morale was high, determined to cover He Yuanhun’s escape, their faces still bore intense agony from the fire furnace’s suppression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shhhhh……\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Hong gripped his ceremonial blade and charged straight into the hundred-plus, like an arrow released from a bow, moving at extreme speed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So fast was his speed that the blade trails he left behind had nearly solidified; wherever the blade-light passed, heads severed from bodies, countless in number.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Puch… puch…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t stop at slashing down dozens before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Hong plunged straight into the crowd, swinging his one-and-a-half-meter-long blade at blinding speed, each strike nearly claiming a life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blade-light streaked through the night, flickering in and out, accompanied by spurting blood and flying limbs—the scene became utterly bloody.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many of the blade-lights pierced or slashed into their eyes, and suddenly, flames erupted in the crowd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The leader’s already run—scatter and flee! He Gang and I will hold him off!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even now, He Meng still cared for his men; seeing He Yuanhun had escaped safely, he shouted for the others to run, then charged toward Xia Hong with He Gang, trying to buy time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this short time, the hundred-odd men of Mirror Immortal Camp had been reduced by Xia Hong to only thirty or forty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this group break and flee, Xia Hong paid them no mind, merely gestured to Xia Chuan and the others, then turned to face He Meng and He Gang charging toward him, his eyes narrowing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Didn’t you just say you wanted me to kneel and die?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Meng and He Gang stared at Xia Hong, their expressions twisted with fury; tonight’s failure struck them hard, and their hatred for Xia Hong surged to its peak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their silver-white pupils nearly dissolved, even beginning to emit black smoke—they knew they were about to break under the fire furnace’s suppression. They gritted their teeth and exchanged a glance; He Meng suddenly fell back a step, letting He Gang charge ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Die!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Gang, the first to arrive, raised his great blade high and slashed wildly at Xia Hong’s head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet, facing this frenzied strike,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Hong merely lifted his ceremonial blade—casually blocking it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jing……\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Gang felt as if he’d struck a wall of bronze and iron; his hands trembled violently, the blade flew from his grip, and his chest surged with reversed qi—he felt every ounce of force he’d unleashed rebounded back at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stared at Xia Hong, horror instantly spreading across his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Hong had defeated He Yuanhun—he’d seen it himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their leader, He Yuanhun, possessed nearly three-man strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After his resurrection, though he’d gained Cold-Resisting Realm power, his strength barely exceeded one-man—about 120,000 catties—and with the fire furnace suppressing his power, killing Xia Hong was impossible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He never truly believed this strike could kill Xia Hong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he never imagined it would be blocked so effortlessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Hong’s strength surpassed all their wildest imaginations!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Big brother, run! Don’t come closer—run now!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Realizing what had happened, He Gang gritted his teeth and roared at He Meng, who was charging behind him; then he lunged forward, gripping Xia Hong’s shoulder with all his might.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Running now is too late!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Hong saw every move He Gang and He Meng made.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their original plan was for He Gang to restrain him first, while He Meng, behind him, delivered the killing blow; but when He Gang realized Xia Hong’s strength was too great, he immediately changed his mind and signaled He Meng to flee.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had let He Yuanhun escape on purpose—how could two men whose strength barely met the Cold-Resisting standard escape from him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Xia Hong spoke, he simply shoved his shoulder forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crack…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Gang, convinced he had a firm grip and could give He Meng and the others a chance to escape, was flung backward over ten meters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His arms were crushed backward at an unnatural angle, his body slammed into the stone wall behind him—he didn’t even cry out before dying instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just a shoulder shove.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was dead?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Chuan, Luo Yuan, Yuan Cheng, the hunting team, and all of Great Xia stood frozen in shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Yuanhun was no weakling; though they’d watched Xia Hong fight him, they’d only sensed from the battle’s shockwaves that Xia Hong had grown much stronger—but since He Yuanhun hadn’t reacted violently, they couldn’t gauge just how much stronger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Hong’s massacre of the Digging Realm cultivators at Mirror Immortal Camp hadn’t shaken them either, for he’d done something similar before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But He Gang was different—he’d fought a mid-tier cold beast. His strength was barely below He Meng’s; everyone knew he was a true Cold-Resisting Realm powerhouse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even with the fire furnace suppressing him, his base strength far exceeded theirs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet, this man couldn’t even survive one blow from Xia Hong!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only now did all of Great Xia realize just how terrifying Xia Hong’s power had become after leaving the pass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Realizing this, every heart burned with excitement; all eyes turned to Xia Hong, filled with reverence and fervor—even the children.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In contrast, He Meng was utterly stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From hearing He Gang shout for him to flee, to seeing He Gang killed, only two breaths had passed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, Xia Hong hadn’t even drawn his blade—just a shoulder bump.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In two breaths, he hadn’t even turned to flee—he was still stuck wondering why He Gang had shouted for him to run.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, with He Gang dead, that confusion vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Hong’s strength had reached this level.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Run…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Recovering from his shock, He Meng’s mind held only that one word.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too bad—it was already too late!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Hong didn’t even move to chase him; after flinging He Gang away, he simply turned and looked at him, then hurled his ceremonial blade like a spear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shhhhh…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ceremonial blade pierced the air, carving a sharp, icy trail through the night, driving straight into He Meng’s occiput and emerging from his left eye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ahh!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Impaled on the western cliff, He Meng screamed—then his head burst into flames, burning to black smoke within moments, vanishing entirely from the valley.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One shoulder shove, one blade throw—two Cold-Resisting Realm cultivators dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When had Cold-Resisting Realm cultivators become so worthless?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gulp…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Chuan and the Great Xia Digging Realm cultivators all swallowed hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among the crowd, little Luo An stood beside his father Luo Yuan, fists clenched tightly, heart pounding with excitement, his eyes blazing with fervor and admiration as he stared at Xia Hong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Earlier, when He Meng had tried to kill him, he’d thrown a dagger at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking of He Meng now experiencing the same despair he’d felt, Luo An felt satisfaction—but mostly, a burning desire for power stirred within him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Father, I want to become as strong as the leader!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing his son’s small but resolute voice, Luo Yuan stroked his head, his eyes filled with hope, and said softly: “There will be a day.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With He Gang and He Meng dead, the remaining Mirror Immortal Camp cultivators could no longer pose any threat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without Xia Chuan or the others needing to act, Xia Hong used the hundred-stone iron-bow that Mu Dong had given him to fire dozens of iron arrows—each one striking precisely at the eyes and other vital points of the survivors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Continuous screams, as over thirty flames erupted—every Digging Realm cultivator from Mirror Immortal Camp tonight, plus the four mid-tier cold beasts, lay dead; only He Yuanhun had escaped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Big brother!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Leader…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Leader.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Hong walked slowly toward the group, first placing a hand on Xia Chuan’s shoulder, then turning to look at the others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Hong walked slowly toward the group, first clapping Xia Chuan on the shoulder, then turning to face the others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Yuan, Yuan Cheng, and the rest of the hunting team;\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All newly promoted Digging Realm cultivators;\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The five hundred-plus Woodcutting Realm cultivators who had held the first floor;\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Including Lin Wan, Shi Lu, and other Woodcutting Realm women who had fiercely protected the children.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And all the children who had obediently followed orders all night, causing no trouble in the camp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Hong surveyed everyone in the camp, then fixed his gaze on Luo An, Luo Yuan’s son; his expression softened, and he stood silently for a long while before speaking slowly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Mirror Immortal Camp affair is over. Mu Dong, organize the cleanup. Xia Chuan and all other Digging Realm cultivators—prepare to come with me to the Mirror Immortal Camp’s main base!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing Xia Hong’s words, everyone’s faces showed surprise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They’d assumed tonight’s events had ended here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Hong intended to lead them to the Mirror Immortal Camp’s main base.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He truly meant to permanently eliminate the Mirror Immortal Camp threat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“All Digging Realm cultivators—hurry and prepare! Meet at the valley entrance!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the crowd burned with excitement, Xia Chuan, the first to react, immediately called out to all Digging Realm cultivators to prepare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Xia Chuan finished speaking, all the Earth-Digging cultivators—including Luo Yuan and the rest of the hunting team—immediately moved at the sound, returning to the ruins of the wooden huts to prepare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, Xia Hong’s expression subtly shifted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of all those who performed best in this disaster, it was undoubtedly Xia Chuan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He led the camp in meticulous preliminary planning;\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maintained composure when the Cold Beasts surged;\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Executed every move with careful strategy;\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially that final fire on the western side of the valley, which lured away all the Cold Beasts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had watched secretly all night, countless times wanting to reveal himself and relieve the camp—but Xia Chuan always gave him one surprise after another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Xia Hong had not expected him to lead everyone this far.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No—Xia Hong asked himself: under equal conditions, if he were in Xia Chuan’s place, he might not have done better.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The one who performed best naturally reaped the greatest rewards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before tonight, Xia Chuan’s high standing among the people of Great Xia was largely due to his relationship with his leader brother.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But after tonight, that was no longer the case.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Chuan had already demonstrated to everyone in the camp:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why, when Xia Hong was absent, he was the one in charge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why many camp affairs were actually under his control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why his status ranked second only to the leader, Xia Hong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seemed his role as a hands-off leader could now be even easier!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Hong was naturally pleased to see Xia Chuan’s standing rise among the people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His own ability to find time for cultivation was secondary; the key was that Great Xia’s dependence on him had lessened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If everything relied on him as leader, Great Xia had no future.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the strongest system structures required people to use them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter how powerful he was, there would always be things he could not do.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if he woke up tonight, what if he hadn’t woken—or wasn’t at the base? Would these people simply wait to die?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The main reason Xia Hong had held back so long tonight was, of course, that casualties remained within his acceptable range.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Second, he successfully achieved his goal: identifying He Yuanhun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Third, it was also a test of the camp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wanted to see how much these thousand-plus people of Great Xia had grown after half a year of integration and development, and what they were truly capable of.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the moment he broke through the Cold-Resistant realm and sensed his own power, Xia Hong realized: if he could uncover the truth about that strange creature, Mirror Immortal Camp would no longer be a threat—it would be another opportunity for Great Xia’s growth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If so, why not use this crisis as a test?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not just Xia Chuan—even the hunting team, Earth-Digging cultivators, Wood-Cutting cultivators, and even the children in the camp—all exceeded his expectations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was why, after finishing the killings, Xia Hong looked at the crowd with moved eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Leader, we’re ready. Shall we depart now?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Hong sat alone at the valley’s mouth. Hearing Xia Chuan’s voice, he turned and saw only Xia Chuan approaching.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Afraid?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Chuan shook his head. “Of course not, Brother. Your wounds…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Hong smiled, then pulled open his cloak to reveal his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those dozen blood wounds on his chest had already healed and scabbed over in such a short time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not only that—he wiped blood from his left cheek.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only then did Xia Chuan notice the two wounds on his face had also scabbed and closed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My skin’s healing speed far exceeds that of a normal Cold-Resistant. The only injury He Yuanhun inflicted on me is here…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Hong revealed his left arm, where the fine cracks had significantly diminished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This wound requires the furnace’s firelight to heal—it’s nearly recovered now. It won’t affect my strength. Let’s head straight to Mirror Immortal Camp. He Yuanhun is wounded; unless something unexpected happens, he’s already returned.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing Xia Hong say he was unharmed, Xia Chuan relaxed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But soon, he frowned and spoke to Xia Hong:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother, He Yuanhun is Gao Yu. Then why, when he came to camp before, wasn’t he afraid of the Iron Smelter? And everything he said… seemed…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“All true, right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Hong’s eyes also flickered with doubt and confusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He still hadn’t figured out this question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So far, everything He Yuanhun said during his previous visit to the camp—except his origins—was essentially true.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He claimed the strange creature could control multiple Cold Beasts at once, and that its eyes emitted demonic light capable of fragmenting human bodies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both claims matched exactly what Xia Hong had experienced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, had He Yuanhun not warned him beforehand, Xia Hong’s battle tonight might not have gone so smoothly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But why?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why would he voluntarily reveal his own abilities to Xia Hong in advance?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most crucially—why, during his previous visit to Great Xia, was he completely unafraid of the Iron Smelter’s fire?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Hong had seen clearly: he didn’t just approach the furnace—he reached out and touched it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Torches and congealed fire oil, derivatives of the Iron Smelter, only activate upon direct eye contact—but the furnace itself is different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just now, when the lower-level Earth-Digging cultivators of Mirror Immortal Camp, the four mid-tier Cold Beasts, and even He Yuanhun himself were covered by the furnace’s light, their eyes reacted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But why, during that previous visit, did nothing happen?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t overthink it. He Yuanhun is already spent. We’ll know the truth once we get there. Tonight is the end of Mirror Immortal Camp!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since he couldn’t figure it out, Xia Hong stopped pondering. He gestured for Xia Chuan to gather the others and set out immediately for Mirror Immortal Camp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",2616,"2026-06-19T20:30:15.201Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","c5f8c792d92202d5fbd3752abf9c808fcfbbee800c436a72fa2f4a564abdf10c","endless-winter-my-camp-infinitely-upgrades-chapter-167","endless-winter-my-camp-infinitely-upgrades-chapter-165",521,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fendless-winter-my-camp-infinitely-upgrades-cover.jpg"]