Mystical Journey
chapter-1075

The major accomplishments of the Living Secret Technique had finally manifested during this frightening technological era.

A terrifying progress rate like this even made Garen himself feel as if it was somewhat unreal.

"We don't need to rush the process of solidifying it into a wheel for now. We'll discuss it later after solidifying a few more crystals. For Non-falling Level wheels, the more crystals we have, the stronger its explosive force and stamina will be. It will be even more terrifying during actual combat."

"Keep this thing. We'll keep going now." Garen threw out the last sentence before walking forward himself to other areas to continue the search for the Cold Night Pond Crystals. This thing was simply a great form of nourishment to him. It was even quicker than absorbing other high energy substances.

Despite being major combat forces, both King Cat and Eva had been reduced to watching him passively while the remaining members worshipped and respected Garen greatly. Individuals who were absolutely powerful like himself had brought about an undeniably bright future for the rest of them.

Next, Garen collected all of the high energy substances and Cold Night Ponds throughout the ruins of the Blue Frost Sect. He absorbed it for more than one whole day, and no one dared enter the entire Blue Frost Sect now as Garen's terrifying chills and icicles were everywhere. When the two elders of Black Dragon Sect and Sky Sword Sect had finally rushed over, they exhausted a lot of their energy to smash the icicles and save their own disciples and members. It looked extremely difficult and when the others witnessed this scene, those who were initially prepared to enter and earn a quick buck turned silent suddenly.

As both of the Non-falling Level elders were extremely scared of Garen, they gave strict orders to all of their members to return to their sects and train painstakingly after leaving the site of the ruins.

Meanwhile, Garen absorbed all of the usable resources impetuously.

The number of crystals had increased to six. At this moment, he had absorbed almost all of Blue Frost Sect's high energy substances.

The other Scarlet Snow Sect members might have obtained certain benefits as well, as they now carried various heavy machinery and pieces of equipment with them.

By obtaining six of these crystals, although the total number was not full yet, Garen felt that he had reached his limit already.

He was not referring to the limit of his own Vitality, but the limit of the Scarlet Snow Technique instead.

Six crystals were the highest limit of the Scarlet Snow Sect's Scarlet Snow Technique as well as the upper limit of this skill. If he increased it any further, Garen could clearly feel that his Energy Machine Imprint could probably not support it anymore.

"Looks like this is the difference compared to the other major sects. No wonder Scarlet Snow Sect was just an average minor sect," Garen had finally understood the difference between Energy Machinist Sects. It was similar to the difference between the number of Origin Crystals when one first entered the Non-falling Level. Despite the greatness of your natural talents, your techniques would still have upper limits that would limit your development and make you weaker than those from different sects who were at the same level as you.

"I can only solidify the wheel now," thought Garen helplessly.

He had never considered solidification like this initially. It was unfortunate that the Scarlet Snow Technique could only solidify so few of these.

"I'll settle my score with that escaper later."

He sighed and stood on the remains of the last valuable building in the ruins. His terrifying chills had frozen all of the ruins below him into a single block of ice.

Under the sunlight, more than half of the ruins of Blue Frost Sect were frozen into a snowy, icy state. Gigantic blocks of pure white and crystal-clear ice could be seen everywhere.

The remaining members of the Scarlet Snow Sect dispersed throughout the surroundings and examined the area for valuables respectively.

Garen did not convene these people and allowed them to look for treasures freely. Getting rid of deserters was a simple task. There would be no problem as long as he was able to find the other party.

While standing atop the solid ice, he took a red and round item, which resembled a pocket watch, from his bosom and glanced at the illuminated red dot that was displayed there.

"We'll see how your luck turns out. If I find you within half a day, that'll be unfortunate for you."

Whoosh.

Garen's figure slid down the ice quickly before leaving and flying into the faraway distance.

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Planet Gideon of the Four-Star Alliance

Within an enormous crater that was filled with meteorites, a large crowd was painstakingly moving various ores that were excavated from the mining cavity. Some of them specialized in mining, while others either transported or categorized them.

The filthy people had nothing but rags on their backs. Exhaustion filled their faces as they worked while numerous black Spirit Mechs stood at the higher regions of the meteorite crater to monitor and manage this place.

Both Clint and Baylon were carrying baskets of ores on their backs while following the stream of people to the faraway sorting area.

"We need to think of a way to escape from here," Clint said to Baylon quietly. "We've already been here for two days and it's not an option for us to go on like this!"

"Do you have any good ideas?" asked Baylon softly.

"According to Old Hank, this place is the Spirit King's mining pit division. The surveillance here is probably not the most stringent. Moreover, they're also hiding a few Mechs that have been prepared to be used for the purposes of revolting. As long as we find an opportunity and convince Old Hank, we can definitely resolve these Spirit Mechs," said Clint softly.

"Then how are you going to gain their trust?" said Baylon in a slightly anxious tone.

"Yes… We heard this information from our boss Red Moon secretly. How are we going to convince them to let us on the Mechs…" Suddenly, Clint scratched his own head helplessly.

"I have a way," Red Moon's voice echoed suddenly.

"What way? Tell us quickly, Boss. I don't want to spend my days moving ores anymore!" Clint's spirits stirred immediately.

"Hehe, Old Hank's son Hans is quite perverted… Baylon needs to take the field this time… Hehehe…" laughed Red Moon wickedly.

"No… No way…" whispered Baylon timidly. When she sensed that both Clint and Red Moon's attention were focused on her at the same time, she cowered even more.

"Impossible!" Clint rejected suddenly. When he thought of making Baylon seduce that filthy ugly monster, his heart was filled with uneasiness.

"This is the best way," said Red Moon while smiling sinisterly.

"Impossible. I've said it's impossible so no can do. I, Clint, have not fallen so low as to require Lonnie to sacrifice her body to protect me!" said Clint with stern righteousness.

"What are you saying?!" Out of a sudden, Baylon was unbearably embarrassed. She hit Clint's head violently. She had already fallen into the bearing of a young woman completely now. Compared to most girls, she had an exterior that was even purer, prettier and closer to perfection. Thus, she gave off a delicate and charming feeling. She had black shoulder-length hair and her skin was even more tender than a star apple. Her large almond-shaped eyes were bright and watery, while her lips and cheeks were extremely tender and pink. Clint became slightly dull after looking at her for some time.

However, the t-shirt and jeans that she still wore from her time on the Mother Planet did not match well with her delicately pure external appearance. This outfit was chosen to make moving previously convenient. After wandering desperately for a period of time, holes had formed everywhere in her trousers from the wear and tear. Her snowy white skin could be seen faintly when they were occasionally exposed inside.

If Red Moon had not used his camouflaging illusory light to shroud both of them and disguise them as unassuming regular people, a large crowd of ravenous people would have probably pounced on Baylon the moment she entered the mining pit…

When Clint thought of this terrifying possibility, his heart trembled with fear. Feelings of affliction and rejection poured out of his heart when he looked at Baylon's perfect and pure beauty.

Lonnie belongs to me! I will never allow anyone else to touch a single hair on her head!

His gaze became frighteningly stern suddenly.

He had already thought of Baylon as his own woman long ago despite clearly knowing that she was a boy who had turned into a girl. However, Clint was also a vigorous pubescent boy. Therefore, after spending a long time with her and constantly being unconsciously seduced by Baylon, his mind had long been unable to suppress this anymore. Hence, he thought of Baylon as his exclusive property.

"How could I let my own woman protect me!" In a fit of irritation, this sentence escaped from his mouth.

"Uhh…" Baylon was shocked while Red Moon laughed sinisterly within both of their minds.

"Hehehe… You've let the cat out of the bag. I noticed long ago that there was something weird with the way you looked at Lonnie. Looks like it's like this now! Heeheehee…" sneered Red Moon.

Baylon's pretty face turned completely red instantly. It seemed as though smoke was about to escape from the top of her head. As she had always been a boy who had turned into a girl, she had never paid attention to the societal barriers between men and women. Therefore, she had unintentionally seduced Clint many times. Moreover, she had instinctively assumed that a girl like herself was not a pure female. With that said, she had an inferiority complex which evolved from her innermost self. She had always assumed that Clint would never look highly on her and had never thought of it from any other perspective. Now, however… She was instantly subdued by Clint's words that almost seemed like a romantic confession…

"I… I…" The redness of her entire face had reached her neck. She lowered her head, unable to complete her entire sentence as it trailed off softly.

"Break time," Suddenly, a robotic voice echoed from a high area.

Clint acted as if he had just been given a big break before putting the mining basket down and running away quickly.

"I… I'm going to find some water!"

There was a puff of smoke before he fled swiftly without leaving a single trace.

However, he didn't see the abjected look that flashed in Baylon's eyes again.

"He… actually can't even look up to me… I know… Perhaps… Perhaps he was merely joking casually…"

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Beside a faraway, emerald-green amber that resembled a jade.

Clint pushed his head into the lake firmly at once to calm himself down briefly.

Whoosh!

The water gurgled beside his head and flowed around.

Clint felt as if his entire body was immediately relieved.

He lifted his head out of the water with a splash before spitting out a mouthful of air quickly.

"Curse you, Red Moon! You definitely manipulated my body again secretly, right?! Why would I have said such shameless things otherwise?!" he questioned Red Moon in his mind furiously.

"I'm not interested in manipulating you. The body of my great self still needs to recuperate properly. Older people like myself are unlike youngsters like you…" said Red Moon slowly, in a tone that warranted a spanking.

Whoosh…

Clint was about to speak before the sound of water could be heard nearby suddenly.

He lifted his head and saw a white-haired youth dressed in white at the edge of the lake on the opposite side, currently walking toward the center of the lake indifferently. As he walked, his body was gradually submerged by the lake water quickly. Only a few short seconds had passed before more than half of the white-haired youth's body was submerged.

"Don't fret over trivial matters when you're so young!" Clint's mind heated up suddenly and he threw himself into the lake instantly and swam toward the youth rapidly. The strength of his Nine Mega Cannon Training Method was frightening. He had swum across a distance of more than ten meters instantly like a speedboat before rushing in front of the youth.

"Let's sit down and have a good talk about your troubles. Don't belittle your own life easily!!" He yelled loudly while rushing forward and grabbing the youth firmly before running towards the shore.

"I…"

"What do you mean 'I'?! Look at how young you are. If there's something that you can't figure out, just remember that life is long and the world is huge. You were just captured to mine for ores, right? We can always find a way to escape. We won't spend our lives like this," Clint placed him beside the shore in one go before he sat down and panted. He let out a few coarse breaths furiously while sitting on the ground numbly.

"I wasn't…"

"Don't say anything else. I'm currently troubled as well, but we have to sort out our own matters ourselves. Everyone has things that trouble them. However, if we simply regarded everything as a matter of life or death, wouldn't every single person in the universe have died much earlier on?"

After Clint had spent a lot of time with Red Moon, the latter's careless and crude speech and style had gradually influenced his personality.

The white-haired youth blinked and looked at Clint curiously.

"Back when I was still green, I had belittled my life like you as well. Therefore, I understand these feelings…" Clint took in the white-haired youth briefly. His gaze lingered on his boyishly charming face before he sighed emotionally and spoke in a deep tone suddenly.

The white-haired youth's complexion turned green suddenly, he opened his mouth in an attempt to retort.

"Don't explain!" Clint raised his hands and covered his mouth.

"Explanations are merely cover-ups… It's inevitable that we'll face obstacles in life. Facing them bravely and spending every day in your future happily is the true meaning of happiness. Don't abandon yourself to despair easily."

The white-haired youth's face turned even greener immediately.

"I really…"