413: Chapter 412 I have an ancestral treasure that can help you all reach the top.

"Brother Lin, although you've reached Rank 10, your various attributes shouldn't be maxed yet, right?"

She took out a potion with a bitter smile. "Earlier... I obtained two [Pain-type Spirituality Potions] during a mission. They can grant over 100 spirituality value. I was in excruciating pain after taking just one, and I really can't handle this remaining one. I might as well leave it to you; it'll give us one more glimmer of hope."

As her voice fell, another Night Watcher raised his hand and took out twelve palm-sized small bottles, saying with a sigh:

"These twelve bottles of wine—each bottle can grant about 10 spirituality value when drunk, but the price is that each bottle consumed will reduce health points by 10 accordingly. But I can't worry about that much now. Brother Lin, I'm leaving these to you."

Immediately after, the others also took out items containing spirituality value, though most had some side effects, all intending to give them to Lin Liguo.

"We're not even halfway there, how can you all give up so easily? Pull yourselves together! Take these spirituality items yourselves!"

Lin Liguo barked sternly, "The System wouldn't issue a mission that's impossible to survive. Even if we really can't hold on in the end, we should die on the path of perseverance, rather than giving up halfway!"

"Brother Lin, it's no use! The gravity pressure on this mountain path is clearly related to each person's Rank and their various attributes."

"If it were any other time, we might be able to endure, but on the way here while being hunted by Specters, we were all seriously injured. Then we traveled for several more hours; we're already exhausted..."

"Brother Lin, your condition is better than all of ours. This little bit of spirituality value won't do much for us, so please take it."

"Brother Lin, you've protected us the whole way; we can't let ourselves drag you down anymore."

"Lin Liguo, stop being so indecisive! Take these things and go quickly. We haven't given up yet; we'll keep climbing. Even if we die on the way, it has nothing to do with you!"

"Brother Lin, go quickly! Every one of us was trained back when we were intern team members—in moments of life and death, we should prioritize ensuring the survival of those with the highest value as much as possible. Don't carry a psychological burden..."

Seeing this scene, Lin Liguo's eyes instantly turned red.

Especially at this moment, Wu Wanqiu, who was at the very back of the group, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. She fell to her knees on the steps, yet she still gritted her teeth tightly, clutching a small gourd in her hand, trying to hand it forward.

Lin Liguo's body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"Brother Lin, I really can't hold on! I injured my internal organs earlier and have only been holding on by overdrawing my strength with medicine. Now this gravity pressure is fatal to me. My injuries have flared up again; I can't keep going with everyone."

Wu Wanqiu spoke, then couldn't help but look back down the mountain.

Unfortunately, there was no light source below. Looking down from above, visibility was low, and the bottom of the mountain was nothing but a black void.

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps approached.

Wu Wanqiu's spirits lifted as a flicker of hope rose, but the figures that soon appeared before her eyes were two people, one large and one small.

It was Fat Pig and Cai Hou.

The two used both hands and feet to climb upward quickly, making heavy, thudding sounds.

Wu Wanqiu couldn't help but ask, "Did you see him coming up..."

"That brother is a bit strange, like he's waiting for someone down there. If you want to ask who he's waiting for, well, I can't answer that because I don't know either... Besides, don't worry about others; look out for yourself first. Goodbye!"

Cai Hou chuckled a few times and said no more, continuing to climb with Fat Pig, quickly passing everyone.

Wu Wanqiu's eyes dimmed, and she couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

Right, a person like that wouldn't do anything without a purpose; there was no need for her to worry.

Turning back, she saw that Lin Liguo had already taken everyone's items with red eyes. However, he didn't continue climbing but instead took a step down to stand before her.

While she was confused, Lin Liguo said in a low voice, "Wu Wanqiu, you've been stuck at Rank 7 without leveling up, and your basic attributes are almost maxed out. If I give these spirituality items to you, your hope of reaching the summit is actually greater than mine! As for your internal injuries..."

Lin Liguo gritted his teeth and said, "I have a one-time skill called 'Transfer Injury' that can transfer your injuries to me."

"No!" Wu Wanqiu immediately refused. "Even if I eventually make it up the mountain, that Longshan Squad clearly harbors great hostility toward us Night Watchers. In the next two stages, if they have any intent to kill me, I won't have the slightest power to resist. Only if you go up, Brother Lin, will there be hope of passing..."

Upon hearing this, Lin Liguo was momentarily stunned. Then he gritted his teeth and took the small gourd from Wu Wanqiu's hand.

"Comrades, I, Lin Liguo, promise that I will definitely leave this place alive!"

Leaving these words with a trembling voice, he forced back the tears that were about to overflow. Lin Liguo said no more and turned to continue climbing, while simultaneously consuming all the various spirituality items he had collected.

"Stay alive..." Looking at the back above her, Wu Wanqiu sighed softly. She couldn't help but look back down once more; her vision was already blurred, yet she still couldn't see the person she wanted to see.

The last trace of hope in her heart completely shattered. Wu Wanqiu lay prone on the stone steps as fatigue and pain washed over her, and she slowly closed her eyes.

She didn't know how much time had passed.

It seemed like only a few seconds, yet it felt as long as several centuries. Just as Wu Wanqiu's consciousness was about to fade, a calm and indifferent voice reached her ears.

"Now is not the time to die."

Hearing this familiar voice, Wu Wanqiu immediately opened her eyes and saw a person wrapped in bandages, carrying a strange jar, standing before her.

Although she couldn't see his expression, Wu Wanqiu could sense a faint smile on his face.

At the same time, hearing Chu Xuan's voice, the others who were struggling to climb, as well as Lin Liguo who had already strode up more than a dozen steps, all turned back to look.

"You... actually managed to come up?" Lin Liguo's face, still stained with tears, was full of shock. He had thought Chu Xuan's injuries were too severe for him to climb and that he had died on the first few steps.

But now, Chu Xuan was actually standing right before them, and from the sound of his voice, he even seemed quite relaxed. Everyone felt it was somewhat unbelievable.

Then, everyone's eyes couldn't help but fall on the jar in Chu Xuan's hand, and they began to have some inkling of a guess.

Chu Xuan raised the jar in his hand and chuckled softly, "No need to look so envious. Gather all your empty bottles. I have an ancestral treasure that can send you all to the top!"