Chapter 72 - Taunted by a Demon Wolf
The river water rolled out from a massive mountain range, surrounded by treacherous peaks and shrouded in darkness by a spread of tall trees.
The occasional roars of beasts reverberated in the forest, striking fear into many hearts.
Whirr.
Suddenly, a gust of cold wind swept out from the mountain range, sending chills down the spines of those caught in its path and giving them goosebumps.
Roar!
The roar of an enormous tiger, about twenty-five to twenty-six feet long, reverberated through the forest as it engaged in a fierce battle with a teenager—Chen Fan.
The tiger was stronger than a peak seventh-level martial artist, just a step away from the eighth level. Still, Chen Fan fought it with his bare hands, ripping its fur and tearing its flesh, making the ground slick with the tiger’s blood.
“Undefeated King’s Fist! Die!”
Chen Fan suddenly leaped up, diving in front of the tiger.
A terrifying and ferocious force struck the tiger, sending it flying like a rubber ball. Finally, it crashed into a number of tall, ancient trees before stopping. L1tLagoon witnessed the first publication of this chapter on Ñøv€l--B1n.
The huge tiger let out a whimper and breathed its final breath—Chen Fan’s attack had made its organs explode.
After harvesting the valuable parts of the huge tiger’s corpse, Chen Fan dug a pit and filled it with his prey’s blood as usual. He took out Xiaobai’s cocoon and dropped it into the blood pool to aid the ape’s recovery.
Chen Fan sat in the lotus position and used his cultivation technique to refill his exhausted energy reserves.
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Whoosh!
Chen Fan dashed into the dense forest, his cultivation technique in full swing. Primeval qi flowed along the surface of his skin, emitting a faint luster. His silhouette flashed a few times in the forest as he covered a great distance.
He was determined to elevate his cultivation to the eighth level as quickly as possible because that would increase his combat strength by more than tenfold. With such power, he wouldn’t fear facing Qi Grandmasters; they wouldn’t stand a chance against him.
The fastest way to increase one’s cultivation level was through intense combat—battling demon beasts and other foes.
He would gradually grow stronger by incessantly depleting and recovering his primeval qi.
He could also become stronger by absorbing primeval qi from primeval stones. However, primeval qi gathered like that was usually less powerful.
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In the blink of an eye, ten days passed.
Chen Fan spent the time delving deeper into the Qingyang Mountain Range and fighting numerous demon beasts.
He had fought Blood Feral Boars—that moved in a herd—Swift Tiger, Blood Sucking Bat, Giant Wasp, Demon Hunting Spider, Man Eating Ant, and more. Among them were some tier-one, eighth-level demon beasts, all of which Chen Fan managed to slay.
“Hmm, such a bloody stench.” Chen Fan’s nose twitched, picking up a faint scent of blood in the air as he moved between trees.
He leaped down from a massive tree and hurried to an open area in the forest.
He soon found over a dozen large wolves, each covered in glossy silver fur, feasting on human corpses. These corpses, wearing the uniforms of the Spring Autumn Sect disciples, appeared to be outer sect members who had come to the Qingyang Mountain Range for training but had fallen victim to the powerful Silverback Demon Wolves.
Silverback Demon Wolves were even stronger than the python from before. They were a notorious species of demon beasts, organized and disciplined, and their tough fur made them impervious to ordinary weapons. To them, the forest was their backyard.
Encountering a Silverback Demon Wolf alone in the forest, especially for those not strong enough to defend themselves, would surely lead to tragedy.
Not sound, be it even wind or leaves rustling, could escape their sharp hearing. The demon wolves’ ears twitched, and they quickly noticed Chen Fan’s presence. They stopped feasting and turned their heads in his direction.
Rustle.
Surprisingly, they showed no alarm at his approach.
One particularly large and robust male wolf even extended its front paw as if taunting Chen Fan to come closer.
This display of contempt and provocation was extremely unusual.
The situation was extremely bizarre.
A beast gesturing and taunting like a person was a strange sight indeed.
However, Chen Fan, aware that demon beasts possessed considerable intelligence, wasn't surprised. This alpha male wolf at the tier-one, eighth level had likely attained spirit status. It had intelligence comparable to that of an adult human.
Knowing that, however, didn’t mean that Chen Fan didn’t find the action hateful.
He was at the seventh level and had combat strength comparable to Qi Grandmasters. Still, a demon beast was looking down on him. Anyone in his position would be furious.
Of course, this anger was only valid if one had the strength to back it up. If not, survival would be the primary concern.
“Wretched beast! I will turn you into a ghost!”
Chen Fan rebuked the Silverback Demon Wolf.
The wolf, understanding his words, was enraged and let out a howl. It swiped its claws, conjuring a powerful gust of wind that transformed into whistling blades.