Night Without End
Chapter 50 - 50 34 True and False

50: Chapter 34 True and False 50: Chapter 34 True and False Editor: Henyee Translations After Qin Ming entered the crevice, all his fatigue vanished.

What he felt outside wasn’t an illusion.

The place that had once nearly killed him was now completely different.

He looked up.

The exit was only about four meters above.

Around him, silver light like spider silk stretched through the underground space, intertwining and spreading.

When his body brushed against it, he felt a slight warmth.

With a short sword in one hand and his long-handled black-gold hammer in the other, Qin Ming moved forward.

The last time he had fallen in by accident and hadn’t gone far, now he wanted to explore deeper.

The ground was uneven, scattered with stones of varying sizes, and very damp.

Water droplets clung to the walls, occasionally dripping down.

The path ahead grew rugged and gradually narrower.

Soon, his shoulders nearly brushed both walls.

He arrived before a narrow crevice only wide enough for one person to pass.

Though he was underground, it wasn’t pitch-black.

The silver threads were crisscrossed and tangled, emitting a faint glow.

Touching the silver light didn’t harm him.

He scraped lightly against the walls as he moved, picking up some of the dampness.

Then, he stepped into a wider chamber, where the ground was flatter, and the loose stones had mostly disappeared.

In this area, the silver threads had grown thicker, densely packed throughout the space like giant webs spun by massive spiders, woven and fused.

Even more strangely, some threads that pierced through the rock glimmered faintly with gold, and the air here was filled with rising white mist.

Standing there, Qin Ming felt it even more clearly.

His body felt light, and the tension within him began to melt away.

He was feeling warm and comfortable, as though he was soaking in a hot spring.

He frowned.

Was this because of a transformation in the special node due to recent upheavals?

Or had he somehow adapted after suffering through it once before?

He remembered the ordeal vividly.

His heart pounding like a war drum, his chest nearly bursting, his blood rushing faster than ever, and the faint sound of a waterfall echoing in his ears.

Reflecting on the changes after he’d left that place, the most unusual development had been with his long-neglected practice of the “wild methods.” After surviving that near-death experience, the technique finally began to show a special reaction.

Now he knew that the “wild methods” weren’t wild at all.

It was recorded in an ancient silk book, and he had been practicing it obsessively since childhood.

“Someone once told me it was impossible to cultivate.

It had been torn apart and burned, with most of it lost.”

The remaining twenty or so pages could still be practiced, but they required guidance from someone who had already mastered it, and those people were likely all dead.

“I couldn’t find a mentor, no one helped me, yet I still succeeded.

Could it be connected to this place?” Qin Ming wondered, his thoughts spinning.

“Maybe… To practice the silk book’s method, one needed ancestral protection and to enter a dangerous node like this in the first place,” he mused deeply.

He continued forward, observing the space.

He began cautiously touching the thick, golden-tinged threads.

Soon, as he went deeper, he saw glowing purple threads rising with mist, penetrating the stone walls.

The scene was extraordinary, and they caused no harm to his body.

In the outer forest, the purple-eyed crow flew overhead when suddenly a thick black fog surged up and blocked its path.

“Who’s there?” it called out, instantly alert.

Mysterious runes swirled within its violet eyes as it gradually made out the figure within the mist.

A giant owl, over a man’s height, stood on a tree branch.

Its wings moved like human hands, flipping through a book made of beast hide.

“Long time no see.

Care for a drink?” the owl said.

The mist didn’t clear.

It tucked the book under one wing.

“I’m patrolling the mountain.

No time,” the crow refused, a little wary.

“And who are you now, huh?

This isn’t even your territory.

You’ve made something of yourself, playing doorman for that old geezer?” the owl sneered.

Blocking its path, the owl disapproved and wanted to lecture it.

The black fog thickened, engulfing the forest.

The purple-eyed crow replied, “Old Owl, I’ve got business.

I’ve taken a liking to a promising young one.

I’m going to check on him.

Don’t get in my way.”

If Qi Huaien had known, he’d have broken into a cold sweat.

He, like You Liangyun, still hadn’t been approved.

They were both tested and watched.

The owl said, “So you don’t plan to return to the black fog world outside the mountains?

You’re from one of the great bird clans—an elite bloodline.

And now you want to abandon all that?

Planning to change your form into a two-legged human and live in the cities?”

The crow nodded.

“Hmm.

Why not?

I have the talent to reshape my true form.

If others can become strange beasts by lingering near forbidden lands, why can’t we go the other way and find our path?”

The owl snapped, “What a disgrace.

Not a beast, not a human.

You’re from a noble bird clan, and you want to be a man?

I swear, if you go tell Grandpa Crow that, he’ll pluck every feather off you himself!”

The two bickered furiously.

“Leave me alone!

You’re blocking my business.

If they act too soon and something happens to that boy, it’ll ruin everything.

If he’s moldable, I’ll need him to fetch something from deep within the mortal world for me one day.

You know exactly what’s at stake.

Now move!”

You Liangyun had told the crow that they would test Qin Ming in two days, but if the opportunity arose earlier, they might act sooner.

Just then, the mutated talking bird flew over, flapping wildly and shouting, “Master Crow!

Bad news!

Something big happened!

They’re all dead!”

The purple-eyed crow broke free from the fog, emerging outside.

“What happened?”

“I did what you asked!

But while I was working, a three-meter-tall bear and a bunch of two-legged beasts started chasing me.

I only fled for a moment, and then when I got back, your people were all corpses!

I smelled the blood, but I don’t know what killed them.”

The crow flew with it to the scene.

It was highly sensitive to death energy, and after briefly closing its eyes to sense the air, it said, “Qi Huaien is dead.

But there’s no death energy from that youth.

Interesting… Did an outsider kill Qi Huaien, or did he fight the youth and die?”

It waved a wing to dismiss the bird.

“If that youth got this far on his own, then it’s better if he doesn’t go to Liuguang City.

I won’t interfere anymore.” The crow flew away.

In the snowy woods, You Liangyun was reporting to a woman.

“Qi Huaien tested Qin Ming and said he still fell just short.

The mountains are in chaos.

As I left, there was an intense clash in the forest.”

The purple-eyed crow returned, landing on a low tree.

“Qi Huaien went to help and got himself killed.

What a pity.”

“You stay,” said the woman in the black fur cloak.

“Huh?” You Liangyun was stunned, then immediately bowed deeply, eyes brimming with emotion.

In the depths of the mountains, the towering five-colored radiance finally began to dim.

Lingxu and Wei Mo rose to their feet, tossing aside their wine cups and jars.

Lingxu tapped his foot with his longsword, tearing open his boots and exposing his toes.

Then, he slapped his chest lightly.

His white robe ripped apart, revealing a lean but toned body, his muscle lines glowing gold under the fading light.

He dirtied himself skillfully, even smearing blood across his skin for realism.

Wei Mo remarked, “The pristine, polished City Lord Ling, now all battered and filthy.

If people outside saw this, they’d be talking for months.” Despite saying this, Wei Mo was doing the same, removing parts of his red armor, messing himself up to look equally disheveled.

Elsewhere, the tabby cat captured a massive black mountain cat, smeared its blood on itself with distaste, and scattered glowing spiritual powder.

Not far away, the mantis beast was doing the same.

There was no doubt.

The high-level figures of Chixia City and the mountain’s elite creatures had secretly allied again, unwilling to let outsiders steal the rare treasures within special nodes.

A blatant ambush would cause backlash from powerful groups.

So instead, they had faked a battlefield.

Earlier, when they had repelled the migrating high-level beings, they had slain one of them, extracted its rich spiritual energy, and used it to trigger a special node artificially, drawing in outsiders with a dazzling display.

Then, Lingxu, the tabby cat, and others faked fighting outside the battlefield to maintain the illusion.

Of course, not everyone was faking.

Old Weasel had truly been blocked, and the mysterious Mountain Lord had even joined the real fight.

The plan was working.

Some top experts had already died near the five-colored radiance, and powerful outsiders were seriously injured.

Back in the crevice, Qin Ming began practicing the method from the silk book, feeling more and more clear and relaxed, as though a mysterious warmth washed through his entire being.

The glowing threads that crisscrossed the space would be extremely dangerous to second rebirths like Wang Nianzhu, even needing spiritual blood snakes to recover.

But Qin Ming could stay here for a long time, and not only was he fine, but his body also felt like it was subtly improving.

“Could it be that the method from the silk book is meant to be practiced in places like this?” he wondered.

But there was no one left to answer.

Those from the past were dead, crippled, or missing.

Even the silk book itself had yellowed.

No one knew how ancient it was.

Suddenly, the underground shook violently.

Qin Ming nearly fell.

Outside, in the center of the fading five-colored glow, elite mutated beings and mysterious experts faced off in terrible conditions.

No one had entered the node.

Just then, all the radiant energy vanished, and in the distance, a brand new five-colored radiance exploded, even more intense than the last.

“What?!

Another one?”

“No, it’s a rare treasure!

It’s moved along the spiritual ley line to a new place!”

Even Lingxu and Old Weasel were stunned.

They no longer needed to fake anything.

The real five-colored land had emerged!

BOOM!

Suddenly, the entire mountain range shook violently, far more than before.

Blinding light tore through the night sky, illuminating everything.

A more terrifying anomaly had appeared.

“What am I seeing?

A ten-colored light?!

Each ray is like a pillar, holding up the sky.

This is an unheard-of phenomenon!

What kind of rare treasure is about to emerge?”

Even the high-level beings were stunned as this had far exceeded their expectations.

In an instant, no matter how injured they were, every expert vanished from where they stood, not even looking back at the old battlefield.

All rushed toward the new anomaly, where endless light rained down, drawing the attention of the entire world.