115: Chapter 115 Piercing Through the Sea of ​​Clouds

The giant vine outside the cliff rose up against the sea of clouds, its surface covered in crisscrossing fissures.

Zhao Mengmeng stood at the edge of the cliff and glanced down.

The sea of clouds surged, bottomless and deep.

She withdrew her gaze and cursed, "At this height, if you fall, you won't even have time to say your last words."

Lin Ye raised his right arm.

The Dark Weaver mechanism popped open.

Three anchor points shot out one after another.

The metal spikes drove deep into fissures at different heights of the giant vine.

"I'll go first; follow me after ten meters."

Zhao Mengmeng raised the Wind-Chasing Claw.

"Stop talking nonsense; I'll just follow your footprints."

Lin Ye vaulted over the cliff.

The Dark Weaver retracted.

His body left the rock face.

He hung suspended above the sea of clouds, his boot soles landing heavily on the first fissure of the giant vine.

The vine skin was hard, and his soles slipped a bit.

Lin Ye retracted the Nano-wire with his right hand and slammed his trench shovel into the edge of the fissure with his left.

Clang!

The frozen crust shattered.

The tip of the shovel stuck fast, and his center of gravity stabilized.

Zhao Mengmeng felt her back go numb watching him.

"This thing is even slipperier than the outer walls in the city!"

"Don't step on the shiny surfaces; step on the fissures."

Lin Ye climbed upward.

The Dark Weaver's anchor points kept shooting out, retracting, and shooting out again.

Every landing point was extremely tricky; he avoided the surface layer of the vine skin and precisely drove the spikes into the deep fibers.

The distance opened up to ten meters.

Zhao Mengmeng fired the Wind-Chasing Claw, its three hooks biting into the fissure Lin Ye had just used.

She tugged hard and vaulted off the cliff.

There was nothing under her feet.

Zhao Mengmeng's face turned pale.

The sea of clouds rolled beneath her feet, and behind her was a bottomless cliff.

In front of her was only a frozen, hardened giant vine.

She gritted her teeth to suppress her cursing, and using the retraction of the cable, pressed herself against the vine body.

"I have never loved the ground so much in my entire life."

Lin Ye spoke from above.

"Get used to it; we might come here often."

"Shut up, I thank your whole family."

The feed of the Great Xia Live Stream shook violently, following the two people's perspectives.

In the livestream camera, Lin Ye and Zhao Mengmeng became two small black dots stuck to the giant vine.

The sea of clouds beneath their feet was boundless.

The chat exploded.

[My palms are sweating!]

[Don't shake! I'm afraid of heights, I'm really afraid of heights!]

[If they fall, it's a cloud burial.]

[How does Brother Eye manage to hit the mark so accurately every time?]

The higher they went, the colder the vine body became.

The fissures beneath their feet became shallower, and the dark red skin was covered in frost and snow.

Many footholds were hidden beneath the ice crust.

The wind rushed up from the depths of the sea of clouds, carrying a bone-chilling, damp cold.

Zhao Mengmeng's breathing became heavier and heavier.

Her fingers were frozen stiff, and even the action of pulling the trigger of the Wind-Chasing Claw slowed by half a beat.

Lin Ye stopped beside a concave vine burl.

He pulled out three Nano-wires and drove them into the fissures above and below.

Setting up a triangular pivot point.

"Rest for thirty seconds."

Zhao Mengmeng climbed below him, leaned her back against the vine burl, and locked the cable at her waist.

She gasped for air.

"What can you do in thirty seconds?"

"Enough to keep you from dying."

"How luxurious."

Lin Ye fished a small piece of dried meat from his waist and broke it in two.

He handed half to her.

Zhao Mengmeng didn't refuse and bit into it directly.

The dried meat was frozen rock-hard, making her teeth ache as she chewed.

"Is there really a Floating Island up there?"

"Yes."

"Are you sure?"

"The giant vine grows upward; it has to anchor onto something."

Zhao Mengmeng swallowed the dried meat hard.

"Makes sense, but it still sounds a lot like gambling with our lives."

Lin Ye looked up.

Heavy, dark gray cumulonimbus clouds pressed down overhead.

The giant vine pierced into the clouds, and the path ahead was completely swallowed up.

"It is a gamble, after all."

Zhao Mengmeng wiped the ice crystals off her face.

"Then let's bet big. Don't lose halfway."

Thirty seconds were up.

The two continued upward.

Lin Ye scouted the path; the Nano-wires sometimes pulled taut in a straight line, and sometimes wound around.

He precisely marked the safe spots.

Every so often, he would strike the vine skin heavily with the trench shovel.

If the sound was hollow, he wouldn't touch it.

Only when the sound was muffled would he let Zhao Mengmeng follow.

The altitude continued to rise.

The wind and snow, mixed with snow pellets, hit their faces like knife cuts.

Zhao Mengmeng was wrapped in the wolf king hide, her lips frozen blue.

She looked up and roared, "Brother Lin, I suspect this vine leads to the freezer section of a refrigerator!"

Lin Ye chiseled open the ice crust ahead with one blow of the shovel.

"Then remember to keep yourself fresh."

"Get lost!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the clouds swallowed them up.

The damp, cold mist clung to their skin and crept into their collars.

Visibility dropped to less than ten meters.

The surface of the giant vine was covered in a thick layer of ice.

The fissures were all smoothed over.

Lin Ye stepped on it, and his boot soles instantly slipped.

He pressed his body down hard, and the Dark Weaver's anchor point shot into a crack overhead, forcing a hold.

Zhao Mengmeng stopped below.

"This is impossible to climb."

Lin Ye raised his hand and slammed the trench shovel into the ice layer.

Clang!

The ice surface only cracked with a few white marks.

He increased the force.

Five consecutive heavy blows.

Finally, a pit the size of half a foot was dug out.

"Chisel."

Zhao Mengmeng drew her dagger and stabbed it into the ice crust in front of her.

The blade tip slipped, creating a harsh, grating sound.

She changed the angle.

She pried repeatedly along the crack.

Ice chips flew up, leaving shallow, bloody cuts on her face.

"This damn ice is harder to deal with than my ex-boyfriend."

Lin Ye's left eye opened briefly.

Red light shone through the ice, scanning the vine structure beneath.

Beneath much of the ice that looked solid were rotten, hollow cavities.

It would collapse with a single step.

He used the Nano-wire to leave a very fine mark at a safe spot.

"Three feet to the upper left; don't step on the right."

Zhao Mengmeng moved over accordingly.

Her coat hem lightly brushed the ice on the right.

Crack.

The entire ice crust shattered and fell off, revealing a black, rotten vine hollow underneath.

The hollow was big enough to swallow half a person.

Zhao Mengmeng gulped.

"How did you know the right side was hollow?"

Lin Ye continued to swing the shovel to chisel the ice.

"Listening to the sound."

Zhao Mengmeng stared at the abyss-like ice hole and immediately shut her mouth.

They forced their way up nearly another hundred meters.

The sound of the wind suddenly changed tone.

The cold wind that had been blowing from below turned into a fierce, horizontal tearing force.

Lin Ye shouted sharply, "Stick close!"

Zhao Mengmeng had just hooked the Wind-Chasing Claw into an ice crack.

A gust of crosswind slammed into them violently.

She was ripped right off the vine body!

The cable pulled taut.

She slammed back into the ice surface, her shoulder bone hitting with a dull thud.

"What kind of ghost wind is this!"

The next second.

A more violent wind shear hit from the side.

The ice layer on the surface of the giant vine shattered over a large area.

A crisp snapping sound came from the foothold under Lin Ye's feet.

Two anchor points shot out, stabilizing his body.

But the ice under Zhao Mengmeng's feet broke first.

Crack!

Her right foot stepped into empty air.

Her body fell backward.

The Wind-Chasing Claw was ripped out along with the ice layer, its three claws flying into mid-air with shattered ice.

Zhao Mengmeng detached from the giant vine and plummeted into the abyss of clouds and fog.

"Lin Ye!"

Lin Ye whipped his right arm out wildly.

The Dark Weaver's Nano-wire shot out explosively.

The metal wire tore through the wind and snow, precisely and tightly wrapping around the backpack strap at Zhao Mengmeng's waist.

Using the momentum, it wrapped twice around her left arm.

The terrifying gravity of the fall tore at Lin Ye's right arm.

Lin Ye was dragged downward for half a meter.

His boot soles plowed a harsh, long groove into the ice.

The first fixed anchor point popped out directly!

The second one began to loosen violently.

Lin Ye's left hand, holding the trench shovel, erupted with all his strength, slamming it deep into the vine flesh beneath the ice.

Half of the shovel head became firmly stuck.

He braced his shoulder against the vine body and forcibly activated the retraction of his right arm.

Zhao Mengmeng hung in mid-air.

Beneath her feet were the rolling gray clouds.

Her face was pale, devoid of all color.

"Don't let go! I haven't finished cursing you yet!"

Lin Ye's teeth gritted, making a clacking sound, his voice squeezed out from the wind.

"Shut up. Save some weight."

Zhao Mengmeng roared, "Words have weight too?!"

The Dark Weaver's engine emitted a shrill, piercing whine.

The Nano-wire retracted inch by inch.

Zhao Mengmeng was forcibly pulled back to the edge of the giant vine.

Her left hand finally grabbed onto an ice crack.

She stabbed her dagger frantically into the ice.

The tip of the blade snapped off on the spot.

Lin Ye's right arm erupted with power again, forcibly dragging her onto a safe pivot point.

Zhao Mengmeng pressed against the vine body, her chest heaving like a bellows.

Lin Ye fired more anchor points to distribute the weight, abandoning large horizontal movements.

Zhao Mengmeng no longer relied solely on the Wind-Chasing Claw for single-point traction.

She first used her broken dagger to chisel out handholds, then let the hooks bite into the deep layers.

Extremely slow.

But extremely steady.

The concept of time was lost within the clouds.

The two repeated the movements mechanically.

They didn't know how long it had been.

The dark gray clouds above finally parted to reveal a streak of pale white.

Wind and snow poured down from overhead, and a dry, cold smell of earth filled the air.

Lin Ye looked up.

The end of the giant vine was embedded into a snow-covered rock wall.

The edge of the Floating Island had arrived.

"Up there."

Zhao Mengmeng looked up, her eyelashes, full of ice crystals, trembled, and a light reignited in her eyes.

"There really is an island!"

The last three anchor points shot out, pinning into the junction of the rock wall.

Lin Ye vaulted over the edge.

Half his body slammed heavily into the deep snow.

The snow submerged his chest.

He grabbed the Nano-wire with his backhand, acting as a living anchor point.

Zhao Mengmeng, using the last cable retraction, rushed out of the clouds and tumbled into the snow.

She rolled half a turn in the snow.

The aluminum pot popped up and landed upside down on a snowdrift nearby.

"I declare, I hate climbing vines."

Lin Ye lay on his back in the snow.

Overhead was the gray-white sky, and the wind and snow were still filling the air.

The surroundings were piled high with thick snow.

In the distance, the blurry black shadow of a mountain loomed.

They had finally pierced through the sea of clouds and climbed onto the new Floating Island.