Another reason is that the Blade Imps move extremely swiftly, making it very difficult to catch up with them. Therefore, many people are unwilling to hunt Blade Imps and would rather go farther away to hunt the undead, who are much easier to obtain life balance from.

Edward White was jokingly called the "Blade Imp Terminator" because he had hunted Blade Imps for many years. It wasn't that he didn't want to hunt the undead, who were easier to gain life balance from, but because he was poorly equipped and no match for those powerful undead, so he could only target the Blade Imps.

After leaving the city, he soon arrived at a field of grass taller than a person. Blade Imps roamed here, hiding in the grass. When someone passed through, they would throw their little blades. Although they were usually not very accurate—since the blades were so small, they rarely killed anyone—there was a kind of poison on the blades. After being struck, a person would suffer excruciating pain for three hours, which was another reason few people were willing to hunt Blade Imps.

Edward White, known as the "Blade Imp Terminator," understood that when hunting Blade Imps, there was no chance of outrunning them. The only way was to hide better than they did and be more patient than they were.

Like a black cat in the night, he silently slipped into the grass and lay in ambush at one spot. His eyes searched around like a leopard's, his ears stood straight up, not missing even the slightest sound nearby.

"Crack!"

The instant he locked onto his target, Edward White's right hand flicked out swiftly. A steel spike shot out in a perfect straight line, piercing through a Blade Imp hiding in the grass and pinning it to the ground.

The Blade Imp let out a miserable scream, and its body suddenly turned into countless points of light and vanished, leaving nothing behind.

He licked his lips helplessly. Although he knew Blade Imps rarely left behind life balance, every time he killed one, Edward White still held out hope.

He pulled out the steel spike and lay in ambush in the grass again. Before long, he had hunted seven or eight Blade Imps, each time killing with a single strike—his accuracy was astonishing.

"Life balance!" After killing another Blade Imp, its body disappeared, but a glowing ruler was left on the ground, with markings on it.

Edward White touched the glowing ruler, and it instantly merged into his body. He felt an extra unit of life balance on his life mark, which put him in a much better mood.

The smallest unit of life balance is a刻. Blade Imps usually leave behind only one刻 of life balance, rarely more than four.

He lay in ambush in the grass all day, killing nearly a hundred Blade Imps, and actually gained eleven刻 of life balance. Compared to before, his luck seemed pretty good today.

"Clang!"

Edward White was about to hunt a few more Blade Imps before returning to the city for some food when suddenly, a Blade Imp that had died and returned to the altar left something behind on the ground.

"Weapon!" Edward White's eyes widened as he looked at the small blade on the ground, less than a foot long.

Edward White had been hunting Blade Imps for years, but had never seen one drop a weapon, nor had he ever heard of anyone else getting a weapon from hunting Blade Imps.

He picked up the small blade and silently recited "weapon." The blade immediately shone brightly, then merged into Edward White's body, and some new information appeared on his life mark.

"Pain Blade: Causes the wounded to feel extreme pain for a period of time." Although it was a very low-level weapon, it still made Edward White very happy.

Such a low-level weapon could pay for half a month's food for Edward White.

But before Edward White could enjoy his happiness for long, the sword case he had hidden suddenly floated out on its own, opened by itself, and sucked the Pain Blade inside.

The small blade disappeared. Originally, the sword case only displayed the words "sword case," but now three more words appeared.

"Damaged Sword Case!"

No matter how Edward White commanded the sword case, it wouldn't spit out the Pain Blade, as if it had completely vanished.

However, some writing appeared on the sword case. Looking closely, it turned out to be a set of martial techniques.

"Pain Blade Technique: Wound but do not kill, pain but not death, a thousand cuts, endless agony..." Edward White was overjoyed. If there was anything more precious than weapons in the World of Light and Darkness, it was undoubtedly martial techniques.

The World of Light and Darkness is a world with extremely strict hierarchies. Those with different titles have different powers, and martial techniques are something that ordinary soldiers without titles rarely have access to. Whenever a commoner obtained a martial technique, they would treasure it as their life, practicing it diligently in secret, hoping to use it to climb the martial rankings, gain a title, and become someone of status overnight.

"You... hey, you... yes, you... come here... Baron Marlow has something for you to do..." As soon as Edward White walked out of the grassland area, intending to return to Daolun City, he was stopped by a group of more than ten people.