The sky gradually brightened, heralding the arrival of a new day.
As the first ray of sunlight broke through the eastern horizon, countless golden particles fell across the world.
Due to a different height perspective, Wang Wu could see more clearly and feel more astonished this time.
The dazzling sun was blinding, but the number of golden particles was astronomical, as if the entire sky had turned into a golden brocade—truly spectacular and mysterious.
So many golden particles, how much spiritual energy must there be!
It felt like a galaxy of spiritual energy passing over the skies of this Cultivation Realm, meeting once daily, creating endless magic!
Wang Wu marveled in his heart.
But he immediately noticed that high above, at ten thousand meters, there seemed to be a giant magic net stretching across the sky, intercepting most of the golden particles.
Only then would a small portion of the golden particles fall down.
Wang Wu only caught a glimpse of this interception by the net; after that, the entire sky was filled with golden particles again.
It seemed like just an illusion.
Undoubtedly, the fall of golden particles wasn't a one-time event but would last for a while.
Even though most were intercepted, the remaining portion was still dense enough to make him drool.
Then, at this moment, Wang Wu suddenly saw from the peak of a snowy mountain to the northeast, about hundreds of miles away, a long cyan tongue sweeping the sky like a rope, instantly sweeping away countless golden particles.
The golden particles in this area suddenly thinned considerably.
Meanwhile, on another snowy mountain to the southeast, hundreds of miles away, a giant black claw shot up like a shadow, soaring over a thousand meters, grabbing a considerable number of golden particles at once.
Then Wang Wu quickly looked back to the north, only to find nothing happening. But in the next second, he saw a phantom of a giant golden-winged bird, with wings spanning over a thousand meters, rising above his head. With just a single flap of its wings, it swept away a large number of golden particles.
As for the west, he couldn't see, but there was no need to.
At this moment, Wang Wu was scared out of his wits. Previously, from beneath the cliff, he could not see, but now he realized that southwest of this valley, in a forest no more than fifty miles away, there lay a powerful Great Demon.
Damn, security level -1000!
At this moment, these Great Demons were quiet, and only then did sparse golden particles fall down, marking the beginning of the Purple Gold Three Minutes that Wang Wu had assessed earlier.
At this moment, he was trembling inside, with only one thought in his mind: "Devour!"
Such cutthroat competition.
The waters of this world run too deep.
It's unclear if the giant eagle that captured the Black Snake Leader a few days ago was one of these three Great Demons. The likelihood was slim; perhaps it was more like a subordinate of their subordinates.
After contemplating for a long time, and watching the Purple Gold Three Minutes ending with the Golden Three Minutes about to begin, Wang Wu ultimately decided to obediently climb down the cliff, not daring to tempt fate during the Golden Three Minutes.
Because his Level 1 Spirit Essence's efficiency in absorbing golden particles was just too eye-catching—well, it didn't match his current strength.
Thus, staying low-key and cautious, not being overly hasty, was the best approach.
The sun gradually moved lower, the Golden Three Minutes quickly ended, and the Silver Three Minutes began. This was a joy for the smaller Little Demons, but Wang Wu only enjoyed it for a minute, amassing 20 points of spiritual energy before decisively bolting into the shrubs, first to the creek for a drink, then to Berry Plain to feast, and finally huddling into dense grass at the edge.
Level 4 Concealment activated; everything was proceeding systematically, with a firm resolve to avoid risks.
As for how to upgrade today?
Wang Wu was somewhat inclined to enhance other talents and attributes: Life Value, Physical Strength, Power, agility, Defense, as well as Danger Perception and Spiritual Talent, all seemed desperately in need.
But after weighing the options repeatedly, he still decided to continue improving his Stealth Talent.
The reason was simple—it was to quench his misplaced sense of negative security.
He wasn't a battle fanatic, nor did he want to be a ruler; he just wanted to survive well, so enhancing his concealment ability to avoid being easily detected by enemies was the most cost-effective decision.
20 points of spiritual energy were instantly injected, turning Level 4 Concealment into Level 5 Concealment.
And at the moment of successfully upgrading, Wang Wu felt as if he had transformed into a gentle breeze.
It seemed as though even his breathing, heartbeat, and blood flow could harmonize with the surrounding environment, truly indescribable.
Until then, two lines of information silently flashed by—
"Because you remained motionless for over three seconds, you activated Level 5 Passive Concealment, perfectly integrating into ordinary environments. All insects and beasts would ignore you; many careless Demons would overlook you unless you stood right in front of them. But before those with special scouting talents and extremely sharp Demons, Fairies, and Spirits, your concealment remains childlike."
"Friendly reminder: since your growth has not reached the next stage, your Level 5 Concealment Talent cannot be further upgraded."
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"Demons? Fairies? Spirits?"
Wang Wu was surprised by the concepts distinguished by these three words. He had previously encountered similar sayings, like grass and trees becoming Fairies, mountains and stones turning into Spirits, and insects and beasts becoming Demons.
But more often, the terms Demon and Spirit were used generally, intermingled together.
"This world, the waters run deep indeed."
Wang Wu pondered silently when suddenly a loud eagle's cry rang from high above, instantly covering the entire valley with a layer of dark clouds, turning it inexplicably quiet.
All the busy Little Demons were terrified and froze in place, not daring to flee, trembling.
There was no thought or instinct to resist.
That giant eagle was like a Celestial God.
It came again, specifically shortly after the Silver Three Minutes ended.
Fortunately, Wang Wu had left earlier, or else even with Level 5 Concealment, he would have been caught.
A strange, cold, and murderous aura prowled the valley, like hundreds of terrifying, invisible venomous snakes lurking with cold indifference.
Wang Wu was equally scared witless.
He was ready to be discovered once again, but the terrifying moment never came. His Level 5 Concealment Talent succeeded, successfully misleading the giant eagle.
Of course, it might also be because he wasn't hiding in the rock crevices.
As the giant eagle now patrolled the mountain cliff, like an Imperial Envoy patrolling a state holding the Emperor's Sword, the stature and aura, simply indescribable!
But strangely, this time the giant eagle did not hunt; after circling momentarily, it simply flew away.
Was there no suitable prey?
Or was it a case of a top-down harvest, spotting a tender cucumber in the garden to pluck instantly?
This thought sent a shiver down Wang Wu's spine.