Brother Hao nodded. "Okay."

He took out many mountain climbing tools from his backpack.

Safety ropes, steel cables with iron claws, and professional climbing shoes.

Everything that was needed.

The dwarf put on the climbing shoes and equipped various professional tools.

Then, he climbed up the rope.

Everyone watched as the dwarf's figure climbed higher and higher.

Everyone's heart was hanging high.

Feng Cai'er lifted her head, watching the dwarf climb to the middle of the cliff, feeling worried for him.

Yang Fei lazily blew a breath into her ear.

"Don't be afraid, this dwarf has some tricks up his sleeve, he won't fall to his death."

Feng Cai'er sighed softly and whispered.

"I really don't understand these people."

"Why are they so reckless? Just for a nebulous legend?"

Yang Fei chuckled.

"Men die for wealth, birds die for food."

"They're not here for some legend, but for ten million."

The two of them talked in whispers.

The dwarf had already reached the summit and tugged on the rope as a signal.

The four below cheered in a low voice.

Brother Hao excitedly rubbed his palms together.

"Excellent, we just need to climb up, find the Martial God Ruins, and the mission will be accomplished, and the ten million will be ours."

He looked around at the other three.

"The Martial God Ruins aren't something everyone can see, are you all prepared to go up and take a look?"

The other three also excitedly readied themselves, discussing in low voices.

"As a martial artist, I definitely want to go up and take a look. The Martial God Ruins, that's invaluable."

"Yeah, maybe I'll have an epiphany and comprehend the True Meaning of Martial God, that would be incredible."

"I'm just curious to see if there really are Martial God Ruins up there. Let's go check it out together!"

...

The three of them discussed animatedly, and Brother Hao nodded.

"Alright, we'll go up one by one."

Feng Cai'er looked at Yang Fei. "Yang Fei, are you going up too?"

Yang Fei nodded.

He was about to say something when suddenly his brow furrowed.

"Not good, someone's coming."

Feng Cai'er was so frightened she lay down.

Just then, rapid footsteps were heard in the distance.

At that moment, Brother Hao's group also noticed the newcomer.

The person arrived quickly, and in just over ten seconds, a figure appeared about ten meters away.

The newcomer shouted in a low angry voice.

"How dare you, you've got some nerve to secretly climb the forbidden area!"

Brother Hao's four men tried to hide, but it was too late.

Upon seeing the newcomer, who was alone.

Brother Hao sneered and drew a dagger.

"Let's go together and finish him off."

The other four also drew their daggers and knives and charged at the newcomer.

These few people's martial arts skills were not weak; they were agile, probably all Mingjin Masters.

The man chuckled coldly, alone and unafraid, advancing instead of retreating.

He was like a hunting leopard, plunging into the crowd.

In the darkness of the night, he swung a fist.

Brother Hao reached out to block, but with a crack, his wrist bone was immediately shattered.

The man's fist continued, striking Brother Hao on the forehead, and Brother Hao fell straight down.

The man swiftly retreated, his elbows striking the chests of the two behind him.

Both men grunted and fell to the ground, spurting blood from their mouths.

The last one was terrified and turned to run,

but the man caught up and chopped him on the neck with a single palm.

The last one fell limp and slumped to the ground, unconscious.

Feng Cai'er watched how formidable this man was and was secretly alarmed.

She grabbed Yang Fei's arm, not daring to breathe a word.

The man rushed to the two injured fellows and kicked them in the temples.

The two injured men didn't even grunt before they fainted.

He looked at the hemp rope hanging from the cliff and sneered.

"White Crane Banner spent so much effort, yet I'm the one who benefits."

As he spoke, he found a backpack on the ground, which belonged to Brother Hao and the others who were preparing to climb the mountain.

He put on the climbing shoes and took the gear, preparing to ascend.

Bang!

Just then, his head suddenly ached, and stars danced before his eyes.

He struggled desperately to turn around and see who had sneak-attacked him.

But immediately after, with another bang, he took another heavy blow.

He couldn't hold on any longer and instantly fell to the ground, passing out.

The one who had ambushed him was none other than Yang Fei.

He held Feng Cai'er's hand, chuckling sinisterly.

"The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind, brother, I'm sorry."

Having said that, he turned to Feng Cai'er.

"I'm going up to check it out, are you coming with me?"

Feng Cai'er gave Yang Fei a disdainful look.

"If you are going up, why would I stay here?"

Yang Fei hummed in agreement, not objecting.

Yang Fei took a set of climbing equipment and shoes from the unconscious people on the ground and tossed them to Feng Cai'er.

"Put on the shoes, let's go up together."

Feng Cai'er, looking at his empty hands, asked with concern, "What about you, what will you do?"

Yang Fei chuckled and flexed his limbs, "I don't need them."

Feng Cai'er gave him another disdainful look and grumbled, "Arrogant fool."

She put on the climbing shoes and picked up the entire set of climbing tools, grabbing onto the rope.

Yang Fei signaled her to go first.

Once Feng Cai'er had climbed twenty or thirty yards up.

Yang Fei, confirming that she had no safety issues, finally activated his Movement.

He circulated the Extreme Tiger energy, his Tiger Claws sinking deep into the cracks of the rocks.

With his body jerking upward, he leaped vigorously.

From a distance, he looked like a hungry tiger climbing a mountain, extremely fierce and formidable.

With just two or three bound, he had surpassed Feng Cai'er.

Feng Cai'er watched, dumbfounded, and muttered under her breath.

"He really is a demon, so fierce."

Yang Fei signaled her to be careful, and his body shot upward again with great force.

In Yang Fei's heart, this small cliff didn't amount to much.

He had even climbed the treacherous peaks of the Himalayas.

To him, such a cliff wasn't challenging at all.

He was hesitant to move, only because he was worried about deceit.

In less than a minute, Yang Fei had reached the edge of the cliff.

His hands, like Tiger Claws, reached out and rested on the edge.

Then, with a flip, Yang Fei vaulted onto the top of the cliff.

Atop the cliff, a dwarf crouched on a large bluestone.

Under the brilliant starlight, he examined something.

Hearing the noise behind him, he didn't look back but waved excitedly.

"Brother Hao, come quick and see, could this be the Martial God Ruins? It's so amazing..."

Bang!

Before he could finish his sentence, Yang Fei struck him heavily on the base of his neck with his palm.

The dwarf fell to the ground without a peep.

Yang Fei moved aside his body.

And saw before him a large bluestone, hard and smooth, with faint traces on it.

His heart gave a shiver.

Could the Martial God Ruins really exist?

He steadied his mind and began to examine the traces on the large bluestone under the dim starlight.

The bluestone was roughly four square meters in size and had an irregular semicircular shape.

Remarkably, the stone was extremely flat and seamless.

Yang Fei discovered that indeed, there were several deep indentations on the stone slab.

After a decade of being weathered by wind and rain, the indentations had distorted somewhat.

In the middle of the indentations were a lot of dry moss, filled with a sense of time's passage.

However, the more he looked, the more shocked Yang Fei became.

He recognized it at a glance.

These indentations, scattered here and there.

Were not indentations at all, but the footprints of a person!

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