Chapter 383

The No. 4 Demon Cave is enormous, covering nearly half the area of Guangxi Province.

It has six entrances alone!

Three of these entrances are controlled by official forces, and the surrounding regions are all training grounds.

The other three entrances are freely open to psychics.

Xu Jingming went to the No. 5 entrance, closest to the Thunder Martial Hall's prodigy training camp.

"Flame Psychic Team: Seeking a fifth-rank lower-tier offensive psychic.

Passing the team entrance exam grants 4 million in dividend funds!"

"A+ class rare herb, 'Light Grass,' usable for pill refinement or direct consumption—only one available, highest bidder wins!"

"Bloodmark Psychic Team: All members are fourth-rank upper-tier; contact us if you need escort protection."

"......"

Like ordinary wastelands, a supply base stood outside the No. 5 entrance of the No. 4 Demon Cave.

On the square before the supply base, a large crowd of psychics gathered.

Some sought teammates, others sold rare herbs and treasures, and some even offered guard services as psychic teams.

The only difference from ordinary wastelands was that nearly all these psychics were fourth-rank or higher.

Psychics below fourth-rank were extremely rare.

These fourth-rank and above psychics were fully armed, carrying weapons, their aura faintly leaking out.

This was the way psychics survived: only by showing danger could others hesitate to provoke conflict.

Hss—

At that moment, a train over twenty meters long, entirely white,

filled with technological aesthetics, rolled in along the track and slowed to a stop at the dedicated platform outside the supply base.

As the largest demon cave in all of Great Xia, the No. 4 Demon Cave had exceptionally complete infrastructure.

This train directly reached the demon cave entrances, reaching a staggering top speed of 400 km/h.

"Whoosh—"

Six doors, three on each side of the train, slowly opened, and armed psychics poured out in a steady stream.

Most left in small groups, chatting and laughing, but one tall young man, clad in black battle armor and black battle boots,

walked alone, his aura dangerous yet steady.

Behind him, he carried a staff nearly two meters long.

At the staff's tip, a core the size of an adult fist emitted a faint flicker of lightning.

Inside the core, dense blue lightning surged violently!

When the surrounding psychics noticed the weapon, their gazes toward the young man subtly held traces of reverence.

Elemental weapon!

And it appeared to be a lightning-element exclusive weapon!

This clearly indicated he was a fifth-rank elemental master.

Compared to psychic warriors, elemental masters were far rarer and had far higher cultivation thresholds.

Added to that, he looked young—only in his early twenties.

Combined, these factors proved he was an exceptionally powerful young elemental master.

This man was none other than Xu Jingming, who had left the Thunder Martial Hall's prodigy training camp and arrived here.

"That's the No. 4 Demon Cave," Xu Jingming gazed into the distance from the square before the supply base.

At one meter eighty-nine tall, he could easily see the scene ahead.

Nearly half the area of the No. 4 Demon Cave consisted of former urban and village zones.

The rest was wasteland, hills, and such.

Thus, the distant landscape was mostly urban ruins, weathered by time and hardship.

"The beasts in the No. 4 Demon Cave move with extreme mobility, and their infighting is fierce.

A place that was once a fourth-rank beast's den might, the next moment, be seized by a fifth-rank beast.

I need a region with many beasts, mostly fifth- to sixth-rank."

He pressed the smart bracelet on his left wrist, and a holographic map of the No. 4 Demon Cave appeared before him.

He had purchased this map for 343 credits on the Thunder Martial Hall's internal network.

Its detail surpassed any map available on the open market.

Based on the descriptions of each zone on the map, he quickly selected a location—Nankang Ruins.

Nankang Ruins were once Nankang Town, home to 500, 00 people.

Since being seized by beasts over a century ago, it has remained a primary hunting ground for fourth- to sixth-rank beasts.

"Nankang Ruins are not far—just over twenty kilometers away.

Even if I need to detour around a few danger zones, I can reach it in a few hours.

Once I've cleared most of the beasts there, it'll be easier to move on to the next location."

Although the Thunder Dragon Wings were useful, their endurance lasted only slightly over half an hour.

And within the No. 4 Demon Cave, there were countless avian beasts, even terrifying eighth-rank beasts lurking!

If Xu Jingming drew too much attention and an eighth-rank beast wielding elemental power struck from over ten kilometers away,

he'd waste the eighth-grade protective talisman bracelet given to him by Ling Shuang—that would be a terrible loss.

So sprinting was the safest approach; he could always use the Thunder Dragon Wings to escape if real danger arose.

"Elemental Master brother, want to form a team?

We're the Flame Team—all members fifth-rank or higher, extremely strong.

We need an offensive specialist—interested?"

Just as Xu Jingming decided on his destination, a tall middle-aged man smiled and invited him.

"No thanks."

Shaking his head, Xu Jingming closed the map and walked alone through the No. 5 entrance into the demon cave.

"Tsk, the captain got turned down."

"Expected. Young elites like him, especially elemental masters, are usually loners."

"True—he looks like he's not that high-ranked, but he could wipe out our whole team by himself!"

"......"

The rejected captain returned to his team and immediately received comfort from his members.

For a team like theirs, a powerful elemental master held little appeal.

After entering the No. 4 Demon Cave, Xu Jingming sprinted forward, eliminating a few beasts along the way.

At 10 a. ., two hours later, he entered Nankang Ruins.

And luck favored him—he encountered a beast pack shortly after entering.

The pack consisted of twelve beasts.

Resembling a hybrid of tigers and gray wolves, each was about four meters long, with gray-white fur.

Several white bony spines protruded from their backs, some stained with dark red blood.

"White Bone Wind Wolves. One is fifth-rank mid-tier; the rest are fifth-rank lower-tier.

Killing them should net me a large amount of psychic points."

Several hundred meters away, Xu Jingming lowered his gaze and raised his Radiant Thunder Staff:

"Lightning Chain!"