Chapter 309 - 216: Joint Demon Hunting, Fire Manipulation and Fire Extinguishing
Chapter 309: Chapter 216: Joint Demon Hunting, Fire Manipulation and Fire Extinguishing
"Most of the Foundation Establishment Cultivators who died during the Beast Tide in the Cyan Mist Temple region flew high into the sky, attracting the attention of Flying Bird Demon Beast Groups. They became entangled and couldn’t escape, ultimately being trapped to death."
What Mo Zhaoli said was a secret.
The version Lin Changheng had heard was different. It claimed that most Foundation Establishment Cultivators had escaped, except for those determined to fight to the death.
The story had likely been distorted as it spread, or perhaps people had embellished it with their own interpretations, feeling the original was lacking.
Lin Changheng naturally trusted Mo Zhaoli more, and after some thought, he knew she was telling the truth.
He nodded, showing he understood.
The Flying Ship was incredibly fast, covering over twenty li in no time at all.
Along the way, they saw many Human Race Cultivators exploring the Wilderness and hunting Demon Beasts.
But beyond the twenty-li mark, such sightings became rare.
’It must be more dangerous out here.’
Soon, at Mo Zhaoli’s signal, the two of them leaped directly off the Dharma Ship. As they fell, the ship followed, shrinking rapidly until it became a streak of light that WHOOSHED into Mo Zhaoli’s Storage Bag.
With a soft whoosh...
They parted the branches of the canopy and landed softly, kicking up nothing more than a slight breeze.
"This way."
Mo Zhaoli glanced around, identified the direction, and took the lead.
Lin Changheng gazed around in curiosity. The giant, overgrown trees had gnarled branches that twisted together like tangled limbs. In the dense forest, which blotted out the sun and sky, almost no light penetrated the gloom. Here, the trees looked like demons waving their arms in a chaotic dance.
Yet his pace didn’t slacken in the slightest; he kept up with Mo Zhaoli, staying just a step behind her.
While Mo Zhaoli relied on her Magical Power to maintain her speed and lightness, he needed only his own physical strength.
A true beast in the woods!
If a Tier Two Early Stage Demon Beast were to suddenly appear and block their path, Lin Changheng could probably smash it to pieces just by running into it.
But that was unlikely to happen. Once a Demon Beast reached Tier Two, it would develop rudimentary Spiritual Wisdom and would instinctively avoid danger.
...
The two continued to advance through the forest, nimble and agile.
Lin Changheng noticed that Mo Zhaoli’s black dress was perfect for the forest. In the dim light, even the green leaves looked as black as ink, helping her blend in.
’She’s clearly more experienced.’
WHIZ! WHIZ!
Mo Zhaoli, unaware of Brother Lin’s thoughts behind her, remained vigilant. Every so often, she would strike out. A silver light would flash into the woods on either side, followed by two dull thuds.
Lin Changheng heard it all clearly. The first sound was a sickening crunch—the sound of the silver light striking a Demon Beast’s head, mixed with the sound of its skull shattering.
The second was the heavy thud of a massive body collapsing to the ground.
It was the sound of a Demon Beast’s enormous body crashing down after its death.
The Demon Beasts lurking in the dense forest, lying in wait, likely died with their skulls crushed before they even realized what had happened.
Every single one was killed in a single blow.
Fast, precise, and ruthless.
Even without using his Divine Sense, Lin Changheng’s eyesight was sharp enough to see that the silver light was, in fact, a shimmering Silver Bracelet Spiritual Artifact.
After shattering a Demon Beast’s skull, it would shoot back through the foul-smelling blood mist, carving a cold, bright arc of light. Untouched by a single drop of blood, it would lightly slip back onto a wrist as fair as frost and snow.
In that moment, Mo Zhaoli’s profile was as cool and impassive as jade. Her eyes were placid, showing neither pride nor pity. It was as if she had merely brushed a speck of dust from her collar—a display of absolute control and confidence in her own power.
As Lin Changheng took in these scenes, a glint appeared in his eyes.
That Silver Bracelet Spiritual Artifact was clearly no ordinary item. Its speed, power, and timing had all reached an incredibly profound Realm.
But what impressed him even more was Mo Zhaoli’s control—
Even with her Divine Sense suppressed, she could lock onto multiple well-hidden targets simultaneously using only her sight and perception, killing each with a single blow. Such precision was nothing short of terrifying.
These were not skills one could learn in a Sect; they were instincts, honed through countless life-and-death struggles.
Clearly, Li’Er’s earlier comforting words, "Brother Lin, no need to worry too much. Li’Er is here," were not empty boasts. She truly possessed the confidence and skill to back them up.
Lin Changheng was more than happy with this arrangement. Following behind Li’Er felt as carefree as a walk in the woods.
...
「That evening.」
The two of them stopped traveling for the day.
Instead, they found a Demon Beast’s den, killed its master, and claimed it for themselves.
A massive black Deer Demon lay on its side inside the cave. Its antlers were missing, and a large portion of its forehead was caved in, with shards of its shattered skull piercing through the skin.
This was obviously the cause of death.
The Demon Beast’s body also bore various wounds from strikes and cuts made by Spiritual Artifacts. A large chunk of tender meat from its belly was missing, as if it had simply vanished.
An Array had been set up at the mouth of the cave, concealing them and preventing other Demon Beasts from being drawn to the location.
Deep inside the cave, two Cultivators—a man in green and a woman in black—sat facing each other. Between them, a fire crackled and leaped.
Two chunks of deer meat were roasting over the flames.
They were slowly turning golden brown, dripping fat and filling the air with a mouthwatering aroma.
"Brother Lin, these antlers are a perfect pair. One for you and one for me."
Mo Zhaoli’s gentle voice spoke up, "As for the Essence Blood and the Demon Core, we can each take one. That way, the core Materials from this Demon Beast are divided perfectly."
"No, I can’t."
Lin Changheng tore his gaze from the roasting meat and looked at Mo Zhaoli’s lovely face, shaking his head. "This Tier Two Early Stage Demon Beast was killed primarily by you, Li’Er. I only provided support from the side. I didn’t contribute much effort, nor did I face the risk of confronting the beast directly. We can’t divide the spoils like this."
"I..."