Cultivation Simulator: Shocking the Academy-Chapter 507 - 360 A Master Has Arrived

In the darkness of the night, Luo Chen’s figure flitted through the camp like a ghost. His movements were agile and swift, each step impeccably precise. His gaze was fixed on the tents, a surge of destructive impulse rising in his heart. Setting fires, that was his specialty, and tents, those flammable things, were his favorite.

Luo Chen reached for a fire stick from his waist, gave it a gentle blow, and the flame sprang to life. He skillfully tossed the fire stick onto a tent, and in an instant, flames soared high, enveloping the tent in blazing fire. The soldiers in the camp were stunned by this sudden inferno, running around frantically, trying to extinguish the rampaging flames. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

However, Luo Chen did not stop. He dashed through the camp like a gust of wind, and with each wave of his hand, a tent would burst into flames. The camp, once thoroughly prepared, was now turned upside down by this uninvited guest. Soldiers screamed in terror, fleeing in all directions, and the entire camp descended into chaos.

Luo Chen was incredibly fast, weaving through the soldiers like a bolt of lightning. Against his massive Black-Backed Long Saber, the ordinary soldiers were like clay chickens or pottery dogs, collapsing at a touch, utterly unable to halt his advance. Though the camp had its experts stationed, their target was not Luo Chen, and they never expected an outsider to cause disruption. By the time they rushed out, Luo Chen had already vanished into the chaos, unseen.

After creating this chaos, Luo Chen took the opportunity to slip into the supply tent. He was secretly pleased; this operation had gone smoothly. Upon entering the supply tent, he took out a Divine Stone to illuminate the area and was stunned by the scene before him.

The tent was piled high with bundles of sharp arrows, stacked like mountains. The arrows were exquisitely made, the arrowheads gleaming with a cold light, clearly deadly weapons at a glance. Luo Chen felt a surge of joy; these arrows would be immensely useful to him.

Without much thought, he quickly started tossing bundles of arrows into the Demon Dragon Ring. This Demon Dragon Ring was his secret weapon, capable of storing a vast number of items. To one side of the tent were some finely crafted horn bows, powerful weapons for mounted combat, with long range and great power. Luo Chen unceremoniously picked up some horn bows and threw them into the Demon Dragon Ring as well.

The number of arrows in the tent was overwhelming, tens of thousands would not be an exaggeration. Despite his incredible stamina, the continuous tossing made his arms feel weary. But he knew he could not afford to rest now; he had to quickly take all the arrows. So, he gritted his teeth and persisted in tossing the arrows and horn bows into the Demon Dragon Ring.

As time went on, the arrows and horn bows in the tent gradually decreased. A satisfied smile appeared on Luo Chen’s face; this operation had been a great success. Not only had he managed to sow chaos in the camp, but he had also acquired so many arrows and horn bows, truly a huge gain.

When the last arrow was thrown into the Demon Dragon Ring, Luo Chen finally breathed a sigh of relief. He stood up and stretched his aching arms and shoulders, then cautiously looked around. The chaos in the camp had gradually subsided, but the soldiers were still too shaken to dare approach the supply tent. Luo Chen knew it was the perfect time to leave, and so he silently left the supply tent, disappearing into the vast darkness of the night.

"Luo Chen, looking at this mountain of arrows is truly astonishing," the White-haired Monk exclaimed as he gazed at the densely packed arrow feathers before him, the tone of his voice full of amazement, "It’s a pity you don’t know the technique of Soul Power transportation; otherwise, with just a thought, you could move all these arrow feathers into the Demon Dragon Ring, enough for you to use for a hundred eighty years."

Luo Chen, upon hearing this, did not pause his actions, quickly tossing bundles of arrow feathers into the Demon Dragon Ring while responding, "The area outside the great desert does not produce materials for making bows and arrows in abundance. Why does this small tribe store such a vast amount of arrow feathers?" His brows furrowed, clearly troubled by this question.

"The Blue Race has long harbored intentions of invading the Black Dragon Kingdom. Naturally, they prepared so many bows and arrows for war," the White-haired Monk explained, his tone betraying a hint of helplessness toward the inevitability of war.

"It seems there’s never smoke without fire; I heard early last year that Gou Head City was preparing for war," Luo Chen sighed, well aware that war would bring endless pain and disaster.

"Even a villain like you has appeared; what’s surprising about a war?" the White-haired Monk joked, but suddenly, his expression changed, and he said gravely, "Hmm, an expert is coming."