[{"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-23":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},2266449,4425,"Chapter 23: Found the Wrong One","endless-winter-my-camp-infinitely-upgrades-chapter-23",23,"\u003Cp>“Xia Ding, how could his strength be this strong?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Shi Qing was deeply shocked, his reaction was swift; seeing Xia Ding and the thirteen others already scattering to chase them, he immediately ordered a counterattack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Shi Dong, take the left and find cover! Wang Ming, lead the team to hold them off—now!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Ding and the others pursued at no slow pace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And just now, three of their side had already died; only ten remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fleeing blindly would only give the enemy the chance to pick them off one by one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The camp members moved in perfect sync; upon receiving the order, they immediately stopped running. Wang Ming gripped his great blade and turned with the seven men behind him; Shi Qing and Shi Dong, one to the left and one to the right, swiftly climbed a large tree.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blade-wielders launched a feint attack, while Shi Qing and Shi Dong hid in the shadows and launched arrows as the main assault.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the standard formation Dashi Camp always used against enemies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the other side, Wang Ming, who had turned back, led his seven men to block the path of Xia Ding’s thirteen. He glanced down at the three corpses on the ground, his grip tightening on the blade, as if squeezing harder might bring him a sliver of safety.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even now, they still didn’t understand how those three had died—Xia Ding hadn’t moved, nor had his twelve followers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where had that sound been, like a silver needle slicing through the air?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment that sound rang out, the three had been cursed, suddenly dropping dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And when had Xia Ding become so powerful?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The unknown breeds fear in the heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Attack!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, it could also ignite a fierce will to survive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sensing their odds were grim, Wang Ming roared, his fear transforming into rage and madness as he raised his blade and charged straight at Xia Ding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the second-strongest fighter in the camp, after Shi Qing and Shi Dong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Ming, fighting with all his life, unleashed an undeniable aura.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tearing—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blade sliced through the night, emitting a sharp cutting sound; the furious force whipped up a gale that lifted snow meters high, and in an instant, it reached Xia Ding’s face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Ming’s eyes bulged as he swung with the full force of his lifetime.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“With this strike, you won’t die, but you’ll lose a layer of skin!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was Wang Ming’s first thought the moment his blade touched something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unfortunately, the outcome was the exact opposite of his thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Ding merely sidestepped, evading the blow entirely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not only did he evade—he circled beside Wang Ming, pressed his hand against the blade, and forced it straight into the snow, burying it several inches into the earth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How could he be this fast? Has Xia Ding broken through to Diground Realm?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A violent punch’s wind rushed past his ear, cutting through Wang Ming’s shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew: Xia Ding had struck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had used too much force, built up too much momentum; even if he now released the blade, he couldn’t dodge this punch, so he held on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this certain-death situation, Wang Ming should have been terrified.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But instead of fear, a triumphant smile spread across his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shhh—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound of arrows piercing the air rang out; from the large tree where Shi Qing and Shi Dong had just taken cover, two volleys—four arrows total—shot toward them at high speed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their target: Xia Ding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The arrows flew with cruel precision: the first two aimed at Xia Ding’s left hand holding the blade and his right fist striking Wang Ming; the next two flew straight for his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having partnered with Shi Qing and Shi Dong for years, their synergy was so deep they didn’t even need eye contact; Wang Ming’s frontal charge never intended to harm Xia Ding—he was merely creating an opening for Shi Qing and Shi Dong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He never imagined Xia Ding’s speed would be this great—not only evading his blade so easily, but also swiftly countering it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The counter succeeded, but it also restricted Xia Ding’s own movement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Four arrows nearly sealed off all escape routes; even if he retreated now, he could at best dodge the two aimed at his hands—the two aimed at his face were unavoidable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet what happened next stunned everyone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Ding didn’t dodge—he intensified his punch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jing! Jing! Jing! Jing!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All four iron-headed arrows struck their targets; one of the second volley even pierced Xia Ding’s right eye, embedding at least ten centimeters deep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet even so, Xia Ding’s powerful right fist still landed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Ming didn’t even have time to turn his head—his body was blasted like a cannonball into the snow behind him, producing a thunderous crash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was a Timbercutting Realm cultivator, his body strong; his skull wasn’t crushed, but it sank inward by nearly half.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One strike—dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Ming was dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Ding, with four arrows embedded in his body, stood up as if nothing had happened, turned his head, and with his one unharmed eye, stared through the night at the two large trees behind him—his eerie smile never faded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether the seven still fighting the enemy or Shi Qing and Shi Dong hiding in the trees, all felt a chilling terror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Run! He’s not Old Ding—he’s that demon from Hongmu Ridge!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Shi Qing still didn’t realize this now, he deserved no title as leader.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He screamed, nocked an arrow, and fired all eight arrows from his back quiver in one breath—not at Xia Ding, but at the seven Timbercutting Team members entangled in combat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shi Dong did the same.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The seven Timbercutting Team members, already shaken by Shi Qing’s cry of “demon,” were too pinned down by their opponents to retreat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now with over a dozen arrows aiding them, they believed they could escape safely and turned to flee during the brief gap as the arrows flew toward the enemy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But just as Wang Ming had met his end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>None of the Xia Army Timbercutting Team members dodged the arrows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They let the arrows pierce their bodies and kept chasing without regard for their lives.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several struck in the chest were knocked down by the impact; those hit only in limbs slowed slightly but kept moving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two slowest of the seven were instantly overtaken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They didn’t even have time to turn around—behind them, several men smashed them to pulp with stone axes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The five who had escaped turned back and saw this scene; their feet didn’t dare slow a single step as they sprinted to the rear, fleeing frantically behind Shi Qing and Shi Dong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that “Xia Ding” clearly had no intention of letting them go.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thirteen figures, each pierced with arrows, charged after them with terrifying speed; the leader, “Xia Ding,” the arrow stuck in his right eye, bobbed up and down with each stride—the sight was deeply unnerving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t run toward camp—if we lead them there, we all die.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though fleeing in disarray, Shi Qing wasn’t completely panicked; he led Shi Dong and the other five deliberately away from their own camp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Swoosh…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sharp sound pierced his ear; Shi Qing’s face tightened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the second time—he knew perfectly well: the moment that sound rang out, those three had died without reason.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What exactly was it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shi Qing’s heart burned with panic; he frantically scanned his surroundings, forcing himself to calm down and locate the sound’s source.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, a thin, continuous glimmer flashed into his pupils; the sprinting Shi Qing abruptly dropped his head, still shouting a warning behind him:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Duck! There’s something ahead!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shi Dong, closest to him, was the first to duck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of the five behind, three also lowered their heads.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The last two, either not hearing clearly or reacting too slowly, kept running straight ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though nothing was visible blocking their path, those two suddenly froze, just like the earlier three—their foreheads now bore three eerie red dots.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood oozed from the red dots; both collapsed at once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The frantic Shi Qing felt his heart bleeding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few days ago, hunting the snow-maned beast, three had died—including his own younger brother; now eight more were gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of the sixteen members of Dashi Timbercutting Team, only five remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And even those five might not survive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because that demon was still chasing them relentlessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their strength was fading, their speed slowing—but behind them, those monsters showed no sign of slowing down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dashi Camp was probably finished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as Shi Qing’s mind sank into this utterly hopeless thought—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sharp, youthful voice suddenly rang out from the right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Found you at last—now see where you’ll run!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1450,"2026-06-19T20:30:15.201Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","5d39213ebe0b716c0a2f9c2072cbf0911fe0e6e3dc9185857e422689412c6263","endless-winter-my-camp-infinitely-upgrades-chapter-24","endless-winter-my-camp-infinitely-upgrades-chapter-22",521,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fendless-winter-my-camp-infinitely-upgrades-cover.jpg"]