Chapter 266: The Path to the Heavens
From that day on, he shared all the knowledge the Dark Star had told him with everyone online.
Whether the Dark Star planned to fatten everyone up before slaughtering them, he only wanted to say—the Dark Star made a wrong move with this strategy.
What humanity lacked was precisely this chance to grow!
The opening of the passage was inevitable in the plan. Leng Feng had anticipated it; it just happened a bit sooner than he expected.
From the moment he began teaching humans his dungeon experience, people started calling him a hero.
His rank also kept rising higher. Everyone believed he must have battled his way out of countless dungeons, fighting desperately, in order to teach everyone the knowledge he had.
One day when Leng Feng was out on the street, a small child ran over and handed him a flower, calling him uncle hero.
In that moment, Leng Feng was at a loss. He clearly hadn’t done anything, was obviously a "traitor" to humanity, yet now he was being called a hero.
The less power, the less responsibility. He’d never imagined that an ordinary person like himself would shoulder the fate of all humanity.
But, it seemed like he was the only one left.
He looked helplessly at the child, wanting to correct his words, explaining over and over that he was just an ordinary man.
He really was just an ordinary man.
But the child insisted, looking at him with conviction, "My dad told me, he survived the dungeon thanks to your strategy."
"You always say you’re just a regular guy, but Dad says you’re someone destined to break through the heavens."
After handing him the flower, the child ran off quickly.
That day, Leng Feng fell silent. He stood there for a long time, so angry at the child’s words that he wanted to rip the flower to pieces. The less power, the less responsibility.
So how did he end up as someone destined to break through the heavens?
Online, everyone called him a hero.
When he released another guide for everyone, he refused the title of hero.
Leng Feng felt he didn’t deserve it.
But everyone said there always needs to be a name, and insisted on knowing his.
He didn’t want to leave his real name behind. In the future, if his betrayal got exposed, he didn’t want his name to be cursed for centuries in history books.
If they couldn’t curse his name, it was like he’d never been cursed at all.
As for the alias everyone wanted, he thought of a movie he’d seen before and gave them the name "Leng Feng"—he’s used it ever since.
If he could, he’d like to be just like Leng Feng—a "War God"-type hero.
At least, when he gave out strategies, he was sincere about it.
Now, with the Dark Forest invading first, humanity had more strong individuals. Besides his own territory, humans had created their own strongholds and lords.
He didn’t know when he first gained the determination to fight the Dark Star.
He used to be terrified of dying.
"If I fail this time, then I’ll have to trouble you." He looked helplessly at Jiang Che. "By then, the Dark Star might not be easy to beat..."
At this, he also let out a sigh.
"How about this—when I’m fighting the Dark Star, you hide nearby." Leng Feng looked at Jiang Che seriously.
"If you see me losing to the Dark Star, take action and kill me." Leng Feng had always known that if he was killed by the Dark Star, the energy would return to the Dark Star itself.
So as long as they faced each other, they could fight to the death without reservation.
But if he died at someone else’s hand, the Dark Star wouldn’t be able to reclaim that energy.
Jiang Che coming to him might not be entirely without the idea of eliminating him for good.
If he wasn’t carrying the lives of so many in his organization, he’d think, what’s one death? Nothing much at all.
If his death could take down an SSS-rank lord, it would still be a good deal.
But right now, his entire organization was full of Dark Star’s seeds. If he died, everyone in his group would die too.
Because only if all the "seeds" died, would there be no chance for the Dark Star to absorb any power and grow stronger.
For now, he was just speaking to Jiang Che peacefully, but if Jiang Che was determined to act, he’d fight back too.
But he’d reveal some cards early and alert the Dark Star.
As long as he could reach the final battle with the Dark Star, he didn’t care about any of that.
"Understood. Don’t worry, if you fail, I’ll take care of the Dark Star." Jiang Che nodded.
The path he was on was completely different from the Dark Star’s.
The Dark Star wanted to force their way through the realm with overwhelming energy, but Jiang Che planned to use a more ingenious method.
Clearing ten dungeons to obtain the key to breakthrough.
"You’d better keep watch on our fight. That way, before I die, you can end me yourself. I’ll fight the Dark Star with everything I have, and you should strike without hesitation—I won’t resist." Leng Feng shook his head. He felt it was safer for Jiang Che to finish him off when he was on the verge of losing.
If he lost, the other seeds likely wouldn’t survive either.
Then, handing victory to Jiang Che wouldn’t be a problem.
"I have my own way." Jiang Che shook his head.
Soon enough, he’d have to face all the lords. "This road to breaking through is not just the Dark Star’s to walk."
Hearing Jiang Che’s words, Leng Feng suddenly froze.
The Dark Star really was walking the path of ascension—but what path was Jiang Che on?
Just relying on those people from the dungeons? Even if they all died, they couldn’t send Jiang Che to the next realm.
Leng Feng didn’t know how much energy it would take to surpass this realm, but Jiang Che wasn’t even an SSS lord yet, so he’d need more energy than the Dark Star did.
No matter how weak the Dark Star was now, he was still an SSS-ranked lord.
But what Jiang Che was talking about was having a way to surpass this realm too.
"Looks like you’re the real hero." Leng Feng suddenly laughed. The method he’d thought about for years—just killing one Dark Star would nearly cost his life.
But Jiang Che was already thinking about reaching even stronger realms.
He walked to a cabinet on the side—it looked quite old.
Leng Feng crouched down, opened it, and pulled out a box from the very bottom.
"Here, this is yours." He handed the metal box to Jiang Che.
After all these years, the silver metal box had lost its shine.
Once he handed the box to Jiang Che, Leng Feng clearly relaxed a bit.
The smile on his face deepened. "If I’d met you earlier, I should’ve given this to you sooner."
"What is it?" Jiang Che asked, puzzled, as he opened the lid.
As soon as he opened it, he smelled dried and withered grass inside.
"A flower a little kid once gave me—I kept it all this time, until it dried out."
"Why are you giving me this flower?" Jiang Che was full of confusion. Someone gave it to him—why did he then give it to Jiang Che?