Quick Transmigration: Underdog Turns out to be Untouchable

Moreover, Nie Shuangshuang always felt that the dense fog seemed like a living entity, those clumps of fog were not so much encountered by them as they were consciously rushing towards people’s faces.

These mists were clearly not caused by an Illusion Array, because the Phantom Monkey sat on Feng Feiyu’s shoulder without any reaction.

The Phantom Monkey is extremely sensitive to Illusion Realms and Illusion Arrays, even if it can’t break an Illusion Array, it wouldn’t remain unresponsive, unless it’s not an Illusion Array.

The group ventured another stretch, the fog grew denser, so dense that figures became invisible even face-to-face, while the fog clusters attacked increasingly swiftly.

Due to the thick fog around them, these fog clusters hid within and couldn’t be detected, whether by the naked eye or Divine Sense, their concealment was superb.

Nie Shuangshuang protected Feng Feiyu and the Phantom Monkey, evading with relative ease; even if Divine Sense failed to detect, her abilities as a Great Cultivator allowed her to spot the fog clusters as they approached.

In fact, the fog clusters posed no real danger if they hit the face; a shake of Spiritual Power would dispel and shatter them, though constant harassment could be quite annoying.

Compared to Nie Shuangshuang’s ease, Feng Qiao and Gong Junbao were not as relaxed; the fog not only obscured vision and Divine Sense, but also suppressed Spiritual Power operation.

With her profound cultivation, Nie Shuangshuang felt little impact, Feng Qiao and Gong Junbao were only at the Nascent Soul Stage, severely suppressed, and thus moved sluggishly, inadvertently getting ensnared by fog clusters around their heads.

The fog clusters clung to their heads, desperately burrowing into their seven orifices, moving faster than before; Feng Qiao and Gong Junbao were nearly penetrated by the fog in their carelessness.

Quickly dispersing the fog clusters around their heads with Spiritual Power, Feng Qiao and Gong Junbao were somewhat shaken, thereafter daring not to be careless.

Annoyed by dodging the fog clusters, Nie Shuangshuang directly created a Spiritual Power shield, covering herself, Feng Feiyu, the Phantom Monkey, Feng Qiao and Gong Junbao’s heads, isolating the fog cluster attacks outside.

Perhaps realizing they couldn’t approach the group’s heads, the subsequent fog clusters attacked more rapidly; as Nie Shuangshuang and others pressed forward, the fog cluster assaults grew swifter.

Eventually, the fog clusters ceased their concealment, despite merely being condensed fog, they emitted swishing sounds like solid objects cutting the air, repeatedly striking the protective shield with loud thuds.

The more the group proceeded inward, the faster and stronger the fog cluster attacks; as they walked, Feng Feiyu beside Nie Shuangshuang suddenly spoke anxiously, ”Master, my Spiritual Energy is all gone!”

Previously, Feng Feiyu walked holding Nie Shuangshuang’s robe, but Nie Shuangshuang didn’t sense anything amiss with Feng Feiyu; now, touching Feng Feiyu’s hand, she sensed his body was empty, devoid of Spiritual Power.

Simultaneously, Gong Junbao added, ”The fog seems able to swallow one’s Spiritual Power, I’ve noticed much of my Spiritual Power has been absorbed.”

Feng Qiao also chimed in, ”I feel the same, earlier the protective shield you set for us seemed thinned by the fog’s absorption.”

Nie Shuangshuang sensed and indeed discovered the fog was consuming Spiritual Energy, but her vast reserve meant she felt little impact from the consumption.

However, Feng Feiyu lacked sufficient Spiritual Energy, unable to withstand the fog’s absorption, his Spiritual Energy was quickly depleted, hence the obvious reaction.

Nie Shuangshuang infused Spiritual Power into Feng Feiyu and the Phantom Monkey, erecting a larger shield to encompass both.

Feng Feiyu’s Spiritual Energy was completely drained by the fog now, the place severely suppressed Spiritual Energy absorption; even she struggled to extract Spiritual Energy, Feng Feiyu’s recovery would be even harder.

Without Spiritual Energy, one resembled a mortal, Feng Feiyu’s nascent cultivation having barely begun left his body unconditioned; he would surely tire from walking further.

Nie Shuangshuang didn’t hesitate, bent over, and lifted Feng Feiyu onto her back; startled, Feng Feiyu reflexively wrapped his arms around Nie Shuangshuang’s neck.

Caught off-guard, Feng Feiyu’s face reddened a bit, he never thought Nie Shuangshuang would bend over and hoist him up without a word.

Nie Shuangshuang’s back wasn’t wide, but stable; lying against Nie Shuangshuang’s back brought Feng Feiyu profound reassurance, making his eyes involuntarily redden.

Nie Shuangshuang had no solution for the fog clusters either, though she could forcibly repel them, but earlier Gong Junbao mentioned the entrance was beneath a Mimosa Tree within the forest.

Nie Shuangshuang feared using force might destroy the Mimosa Tree too, so she continued forward uneasily, knowing the fog would eventually have an end.

Gong Junbao checked the map, uncertain if their path through the dense fog was correct; the extreme Spiritual Energy suppression inhibited Spiritual Sense predictions.

Finally, they settled on their direction being a straight line and proceeded blindly, reasoning that a straight path would eventually lead out, and they’d traverse this foggy stretch before dealing with other concerns.

After walking for an indeterminate time, Feng Qiao couldn’t help but turn to Gong Junbao, aggrieved, ”Why didn’t you warn us about such a large expanse of fog before encountering the Illusion Array?”

Gong Junbao felt aggrieved too, defending himself, ”I hadn’t been here personally; my followers were sent to investigate, they didn’t report this fog to me, hence I was unaware.”

An Alchemist is typically accompanied by followers who function more like guards than servants, holding considerable status.

These followers often include capable Loose Cultivators lacking resources, given cultivation is costly; some choose to serve as repatriates, guards, or followers.

Upon becoming followers, Alchemists supply Elixirs for their cultivation, while they protect Alchemists and handle matters beyond their expertise.

Gong Junbao’s alchemic and cultivation talent were inversely proportional; his alchemic talent was indeed extraordinary, even at Nascent Soul Stage he could create Elixirs for Divine Split Stage, consequently his followers were quite powerful.

As Gong Junbao’s life span waned, his Spiritual Power declined, unable to produce superior Elixirs, thus followers ceased to gain benefit, eventually departing.

Nie Shuangshuang wondered how Gong Junbao persuaded followers to investigate this Inheritance Secret Realm without anyone coveting it, yet knew why Gong Junbao hadn’t learned of this fog from them.