CHAPTER 385 WIND HOLE

"Oh? Have you seen the dragon meridian on my back?" Having sensed their greedy glances, Ricky

asked them lightly. However, he didn't care much about the possible threats from the greedy warriors.

They could challenge him if they were brave enough.

Moreover, they coveted Ricky's dragon meridian while Ricky also wanted to take the dragon meridians

from their bodies. However, Ricky didn't want to be the first to strike.

At last, those warriors and beasts refrained themselves from acting recklessly. They needed to wait and

see until they were certain about Ricky's true strength. None of the warriors who dared to enter the

Fortune Land were ever weak.

Besides, there were other opportunities waiting for them in the Gravitational Wind Valley.

"Have they decided to retreat without even striking? What a pity! Otherwise, my dragon meridian would

have grown to six inches," Ricky muttered to himself, disappointed to see that the warriors and beasts

had sort of lost interest in him.

Within a heartbeat, he also glanced up towards the insides of the Gravitational Wind Valley.

The valley was marked by Zenith on his map. However, it didn't feel like the Land of Legacy, to Ricky's

best judgement. The fortune here wasn't very different to those in other places. holds text © rights.

If the Land of Legacy could be found here, then the fortune should be overwhelming. Besides, Ricky

should have already sensed the enlightening power by now.

However, Ricky wondered why these warriors were gathered here if this place wasn't the Land of

Legacy.

Soon, he discovered that the warriors and beasts were drawn to the tornadoes.

"Could there be something hidden inside the tornadoes?" Ricky wondered. Within a few heartbeats,

Ricky saw a middle-aged demi-immortal warrior leading several younger disciples nearby.

They seemed friendly and less aggressive to him.

Ricky walked over to them and asked humbly, "Good morning, sir. Could you please tell me why people

are all staring at those tornadoes?" The politeness was abundant in his words.

"So you know it's the Gravitational Wind Valley, but you do not know of what's inside the tornadoes?"

The middle-aged man replied politely, obviously quite surprised to hear Ricky's question.

"That is right, sir!" Ricky said, with a little grin on his face.

"Let me tell you why," a beautiful woman interrupted with a firm voice. She wore a yellow dress and

stepped forward from behind the middle-aged man.

"In a little while, there should be wind holes coming out of those tornadoes," she replied.

"What are these wind holes? I have never heard of them before," Ricky asked out of confusion.

"The valley is called the Gravitational Wind Valley. Centuries ago, the grave of a completed spiritual

king stood here. He had mastered two kinds of enlightening powers, namely the Gravitation

Enlightenment and the Wind Enlightenment," the woman continued to explain further.

"Moreover, he successfully combined the two enlightening powers into the Gravitational Wind

Enlightenment. The tomb was then exposed to the Fortune Land, and his enlightening powers have

been known to the world ever since.

In the past when the Fortune Land opened, everything inside the tomb was stolen. However, his

Gravitational Wind Enlightenment was integrated into this valley, eventually forming those gravitational

windstorms."

"So, they are called gravitational windstorms. I understand now," Ricky said while nodding his head.

"Yes. Inside the gravitational windstorm, every century, a Wind Hole would appear where at least three

winds of gravity would then erupt. Each of this wind of gravity could at least severely damage a demi-

immortal warrior."

"Wow, it must be really strong then. I can hardly believe that it can inflict such harm to a demi-immortal

warrior," Ricky said, surprised by how powerful the winds were.

If one could somehow get their hands on a Wind Hole, then they would be blessed with three

protectors to ensure their safety inside the Fortune Land.

"You're right. Otherwise, we wouldn't have to stay here, confronting these warriors and beasts," the

middle-aged man said.

"As you can see, those gravitational windstorms can be further distinguished into three types, big-

sized, small-sized, and medium-sized ones."

"The Wind Hole formed by the small-sized gravitational windstorm can produce the wind of gravity

enough to severely injure a low-grade demi-immortal warrior. The medium-sized gravitational

windstorm can seriously hurt a medium-grade demi-immortal, while the large-sized windstorm can

cause harm to the highest-grade demi-immortal."

"It's unbelievable," Ricky said. He raised his head and stared at a big-sized gravitational windstorm in

the distance.

"By the way, we haven't introduced ourselves yet. I'm Brent from the Heaven Wood Land. My lady,

Felicia, is from the Liu Clan. Those two young men are some of the most outstanding disciples from the

Liu Clan, Lorus and Robin," said Brent, introducing his company politely and with pride.

"Sir, my name is Randal and I'm from the Earth Fire Land," Ricky told them his false name.

He didn't mean to lie to those newly-made friends. However, he wanted to hide his identity from

strangers.

"Randal, that is a nice name; I like it," Felicia said lightly.

"Randal, although I'm obviously older than you, it would still be weird for you to call me sir. You can just

call me Brent," Brent said with a smile.

"Brent," Ricky called Brent. He was happy to have found a friend in this very dangerous place.

Boom!

At that time, the gravitational windstorm broke out, became more violent, and swept towards them.

They had no other choice but to use their spiritual energy to defend themselves from it.

"The Wind Hole will appear soon," Brent said with excitement.

Meanwhile, all the other warriors had also noticed this and were prepared to choose whatever

gravitational windstorms they liked.

"My lady, Lorus, and Robin, each of you should pick a small-sized gravitational windstorm," Brent said.

"Randal, I recommend that you also choose a small-sized gravitational windstorm that could go well

with your body and strength."

"Now, we can come inside and adapt ourselves to the power of the windstorm. When the Wind Hole

appears, we can refine the Wind Hole, transform it, and absorb its energy with one part of our body."

"We know that," Felicia nodded in agreement.

Then, the three of them entered the small-sized gravitational windstorms, fought against their pressure

and tried to adapt themselves into the internal environments of the gravitational windstorms.

Meanwhile, the surrounding warriors and beasts began breaking into some of the gravitational

windstorms which they had chosen for themselves. However, not a single warrior was bold enough to

pick a large-sized gravitational windstorm.

"Hey, Brent, I have never told you that I'm content with a small-sized windstorm!" Ricky said, smiling

lightly.

"But, you..." Hearing what Ricky said, Brent was astonished.

Then, Ricky rushed across the road and jumped into one of the medium-sized gravitational windstorms.

Seeing what Ricky had just done, Brent looked concerned about his safety. However, within several

heartbeats, when he saw Ricky was doing alright inside the windstorm, he felt a bit more relieved.

"It just didn't come to me that Randal is actually a medium-grade demi-immortal warrior. He must be a

genius!" Brent muttered in a low voice.

The other warriors saw Ricky enter the medium-sized windstorm and sighed with relief that they were

right to not make a vain attempt to rob him of his dragon meridian.

After all, a medium-grade demi-immortal warrior shouldn't be provoked at all costs. It would have been

suicidal for those low-grade beasts and warriors to try and challenge him in any way.