Chapter 764: Dungeon Bustle

The two rode their mounts side by side, Da Bai's speed slowed considerably; as they flew, it chattered away, looking for topics everywhere.

"Blind archer sis, bro, let me tell you, beautiful lady, when riding a mount don't sit like that, it's ugly! You should sit sideways, show off those beautiful long legs, that'll make you look elegant and your legs more perfect, only then can you attract a lecher like Xiao Feng's attention… ow! Go easy on the hits, I'm just helping you win over the sis!"

"Besides, your gear may boost your power but its appearance is ugly, affecting your charm. You can go to the adventurers' market and buy something called a 【Fashion Copy】 to stamp onto it. Xiao Feng likes black silk, and your legs are especially perfect, so they'd suit… ow! Why are you hitting me again?"

"Sis, ignore him, let's keep talking. Well… if you really can't seduce Xiao Feng, just endure a few more years; when I break through to the God Transformation Realm and can assume human form, I'll become a man… holy shit, go easy—if you want to hit me, do it when I start speaking, not wait till I'm almost done!"

Da Bai was like a trafficker luring a pure girl into prostitution, hard at work implanting abnormal ideas into Mang Mei.

Mang Mei gazed at the scenery the whole time, looking into the distance, pretending not to hear.

But her faintly red ears gave her away—evidently she heard every word clearly.

Xiao Feng thumped Da Bai several times, then embarrassedly told Mang Mei, "Mang Mei, let's ignore it; this bird is improper, in its past life it was a silly goof, before that a duck—basically it's never been a decent bird."

Upon hearing that, Da Bai immediately shouted, "Xiao Feng, you're no decent bird either—I saw you with several girls on Wind Spirit Island, mmm mmm mmm mmm…"

Before he could finish speaking, Xiao Feng swung his hand, condensing a mass of source-attribute divine power into substance, directly plugging its mouth.

Da Bai mumbled and strained, trying to get out the rest of its words.

Unfortunately, against Xiao Feng's overwhelming strength, it had no effect.

Xiao Feng calmly said, "I think the Wind Riding Technique is faster; the mount's space is quite nice."

As soon as he said that, Da Bai fell silent.

After Xiao Feng lifted the seal on its mouth, it let out a weary sigh and said, "Ah, this world is really impossible to get by in—you can't even speak, living is pointless…"

"If you don't want to live, I can help." Xiao Feng said with a grin.

"Heh! No thanks, I feel life is still beautiful, full of hope!" Da Bai immediately dropped its sarcastic tone and honestly carried him onward.

Mang Mei beside them blushed the whole time.

Especially when she heard Da Bai say "Xiao Feng on Wind Spirit Island…", she became even more flushed with embarrassment, scenes of her own fantasies unbidden popping into her mind, her gaze darting elsewhere, not daring to meet Xiao Feng's eyes.

The two flew all the way, only after a while reaching the entrance of the 【Weeping Blood Wasteland】 dungeon.

At this point, there were about 15 minutes left until the monthly dungeon CD refreshed.

"Mang Mei and I have arrived, Old Li—where are you guys?" As soon as they landed, Xiao Feng asked the other teammates in the group chat.

Zhang Fan replied first: "I'm on the way, I'll be there in five minutes!"

"Me too!" Li Li chimed in right after.

Dun Dun was third to say: "I'm about the same, my handsome senior flies super fast!"

Xing Yun Miao laughed: "My lucky rabbit may not be as handsome as that senior, but its speed is decent—I'll be there soon."

Besides those four, four guild leaders are also coming.

Xiao Feng inquired; the slowest should be Shen Di, arriving in about ten minutes.

There's only one dungeon entrance, so no worry about missing people—just wait nearby.

Around the entrance of the 【Weeping Blood Wasteland】 dungeon, many players had gathered, totaling about ten thousand.

This dungeon is very hard, but after the first clear, the difficulty drops considerably for other players; as long as one's strength is solid and equipment good, there's still hope of clearing it.

Thus many elite players from all regions have come here, waiting for the CD to refresh so they can enter and challenge it to obtain cultivation rewards.

Moreover, quite a few business-savvy players, not running the dungeon themselves, have set up stalls nearby selling low-grade divine artifacts and potions.

After entering the 【Weeping Blood Wasteland】 dungeon, one's level is halved; low-grade divine artifacts are more useful than mid-grade ones, so many players need them, making sales quite decent.

"Selling high-attack low-grade divine artifact greatsword, accepts gold coin trades, only for ten minutes!"

"Weeping Blood Wasteland pioneer team, need tank and healer, 8=2+++++"

"Speedrun team seeking DPS 7Q3, veterans +++, on board we announce weapon attributes, newbies detour, no sparring!"

"36D novice healer looking for a carry, not just the in-game 36D—if you regularly carry me through dungeons we can meet IRL, thanks bro~"

"Cpdd, I'm 18, looking for a steady female player~"

Around them came the cries of stall vendors and the sounds of team-forming messages.

Tens of thousands of players gathered together, already comparable to a small town's scale.

This game has no model overlap, so on the vast surrounding wasteland, silhouettes of people can be seen everywhere.

A 10-player team dungeon isn't that easy to fill; many teams are fixed at five, so to run a dungeon larger than ten players you either carpool with other teams or recruit five more reliable passersby.

Of course, there are also some utterly unreliable people who pretend to be veterans to sneak in; in the end, how they fare depends entirely on their hardware specs and learning speed.

Xiao Feng and Mang Mei waited on an open spot for Old Li and the others; nearby someone lacking a teammate ran over and asked, "Beautiful lady, want to run the dungeon together? We're a top-three team from White Wolf Star, we have one 295-level big DPS, lacking one DPS role; after we finish gear we'll split points, think about it?"

That was said to Mang Mei.

Only a regular player named "Ai Chi Gai Tiao Fan" at level 280 with 1.8 million HP was outright ignored.

The foreign players only knew the account name "Xiao Feng" but not what he looked like; after renaming to "Ai Chi Gai Tiao Fan", naturally they didn't recognize him.

Upon hearing someone speak to her, Mang Mei politely replied, "No thanks, I have a team."

That White Wolf Star player glanced at Xiao Feng beside her and immediately scoffed, "Beautiful lady, your teammate couldn't be this guy, could it? He's only level 280, his mid-grade divine artifact slots are one fewer than ours, and with such low HP he'd just be feeding monsters if he went in. You're high-level and have good stats—don't play with this deadweight; team up with us and we'll clear in six hours, and if your DPS is high you might even get a few extra gear pieces."

"Uh…"

Mang Mei froze, glanced at the "Ai Chi Gai Tiao Fan" beside her, and her expression turned weird.

"Xiao Feng bro… what's going on with this situation?" she asked softly.

Xiao Feng said indifferently, "Just ignore it."

(End of chapter)