The Medallion novel Chapter 1592

After he reached the camp's entrance, Rocky lit the tip of the incense, opened the curtain of the camp, and tossed it inside.

Meanwhile, Phelps was resting and concentrating on his cultivation while he sat in a comfy chair. Suddenly, he smelled a strange fragrance making its way towards him. He sat up straight and opened his eyes. Something suspicious was going on inside of his tent. Wasting no time, he covered his mouth and nose, trying to keep himself sober. However, he was too late. A numb, dizziness consumed him. Although he was powerful and his Spiritual Infant had reached the advanced stage, he still couldn't resist the powers of the strange fragrance.

Before long, Phelps had become inexplicably excited and danced all over the camp, resembling a madman.

On the outside, Rocky waited until Phelps was deep enough under its spell. The moment that he entered the camp, he saw Phelps constantly laughing and walking in circles. He was unable to control himself.

However, Rocky was well aware that the effect of the incense would not last long when used against a member with the advanced stage Spiritual Infant. Therefore, he quickly approached Phelps and searched his body. Soon, he reached into Phelps' pocket and wrapped his fingers around the troop distribution map.

"I was right. He has the map with him." Smiling slightly, Rocky tucked the troop distribution map away and left.

As soon as he departed, Phelps woke and came back to his senses. He immediately touched his chest and found that his pocket was empty. He roared, "How did someone sneak into my tent? How dare they? Guards, catch the thief!"

Soon, chaos had spread through all the tents in the Tiger Whisker Pass. By now, everyone had heard that someone had broken into Phelps' tent and stole something important. The spiritual soldiers understood how crucial their mission was. In the blink of an eye, the whole Tiger Whisker Pass was so bright that it looked like it was daytime.

Despite all the effort, none of them could find a trace of the thief.

As a matter of fact, Rocky had managed to successfully obtain the troop distribution map and flee from the Tiger Whisker Pass because he had planned the escape route ahead of time.

A few seconds later, a mile away from the Tiger Whisker Pass, Rocky broke through the surface of the ground. Dirt tumbled on each side of him and he shook more of it out of his hair.

"The Earth-diving Skill really comes in handy sometimes." With a smile plastered on his face, Rocky rushed back to the Wild Hill Pass.

In the meantime, Tucker was pacing back and forth as he waited for Rocky to return. If Rocky had failed, it would mean that the army of the spiritual race would possess the map of troop distribution of the human race at the border. That outcome would be very bad.

Just as Tucker reached the edge of a panic attack, Rocky appeared in front of him.

"Basil, you're finally back. Did you make it in time?" Tucker asked in a hurry.

"Don't worry. I made it. Failing would have been too humiliating for me!" Rocky said, taking out the troop distribution map and handing it to Tucker.

The moment that Tucker opened the map and laid his eyes on it, his body trembled. This map not only contained a detailed distribution of the troops, but it also indicated other detailed information and the weaknesses of some important passes. It was obvious that whoever had drawn this map had a good understanding of the distribution of troops of the human race at the border. An ordinary person couldn't have made the map!

"Although we are not sure who gave the map to the spiritual race, we can be sure that the person's status in the human race is high!" Tucker concluded, looking at Rocky with a frown on his face.