Slay Wang Hu, Nimble Hands, Quick Mind

[Talent: Nimble Hands, Quick Mind (Your trap-setting speed increases by 10%, the lethality of your traps increases by 10%, your Spirit +1.)]

A light gleamed in Chen Feng's eyes. "It actually added two 10% boosts at once?"

This was somewhat unexpected!

And at that very moment, a flood of knowledge about various simple trap-setting methods poured into his mind.

Then, he continued forward.

Dozens of minutes later.

Wang Hu furiously blasted a thorn bush in front of him into pieces.

He was about to charge ahead.

But when he noticed the surroundings looked somewhat familiar, his steps faltered slightly.

"How could it be here?" Wang Hu was Shocked in his heart.

At the same time, the moment his focus wavered—

Boom!

Suddenly.

A dull thud.

Then, an arrow shot straight toward him.

Seeing its trajectory, Wang Hu's mood was instantly flooded with rage again.

Boom!

He threw two punches, shattering the arrow into pieces.

Then, stomping his foot, he surged forward several meters.

Seeing Chen Feng standing ahead, not fleeing, Wang Hu felt exhilarated.

He laughed loudly. "Today is your day of death."

Chen Feng stood still, a mocking smile on his face. "Then let's see who dies first."

"You!"

Wang Hu sneered coldly.

But the next moment, his expression shifted drastically.

"What?"

Rip!

In that instant, Wang Hu's face changed as a piercing sound rang out.

Then, he felt a sudden, sharp pain in his foot.

"Aah!"

Wang Hu screamed in agony.

He quickly looked down at his foot—it had been pierced through by an ordinary sharpened wooden stake.

His face was shocked. "A grade bamboo?"

He was about to examine it more closely.

If it really was a graded item, then this trip would be a huge gain!

But just as he leaned in to look—

The next moment, his expression changed drastically.

He hurriedly tried to retreat.

But then his face turned deathly pale.

In that instant, after he had crushed the arrow with his step, four sharpened bamboo poles shot toward him from all directions.

"Break for me!"

Wang Hu roared.

He slapped two palms in quick succession, shattering the bamboo poles from the front and left.

Then, bending backward like an iron bridge, he dodged the pole from the right.

But in the end, he couldn't avoid the one from behind.

He barely managed to straighten up before a dull rip sounded.

The bamboo pole pierced straight through his waist.

"A first-grade spirit item—where did you get a first-grade spirit item, and when did you set up this kind of trap?"

Wang Hu's face was pale as he let out a loud shout.

Looking at Chen Feng ahead of him, there was genuine fear in his eyes.

He never imagined that in such a short time, Chen Feng could set up something like this right under his nose.

He chopped the bamboo around his waist cleanly, shot a glance at Chen Feng, then turned and fled swiftly.

Behind him, Chen Feng saw this and laughed with delight. "Wang Hu, you wanted to kill me—are you sure you still want to walk out of here?"

Wang Hu sneered at his words. "Believe it or not, even injured, killing a mud-foot like you is child's play!"

"You don't understand the gap between you and a martial artist."

But Chen Feng's face remained calm. From fifty meters away, he drew his bow and loosed an arrow!

Shrrrk!

"You!"

Wang Hu's heart churned with panic.

He never expected Chen Feng to refuse even a chance to negotiate.

Wang Hu hurriedly shouted, "Chen Feng, don't you want to know why your father died? Don't you want to know why Old Master Huang is targeting you?"

But even as he yelled, Chen Feng's expression stayed flat, without a trace of concern.

Thwip! Thwip!

Two arrows flew from his hand. One was blocked by Wang Hu's Iron Fist.

The other pierced straight through his heart.

Wang Hu tried to stop the arrow.

But it was no effect whatsoever.

A dull thud.

He crumpled to the ground.

Dead with eyes wide open.

He never imagined that with his strength, he would die at Chen Feng's hands.

Chen Feng stood where he was, breathing heavily.

"Hah!"

"That was no easy feat!"

Only when the panel refreshed with new information

did he finally let out a sigh of relief.

[You have slain a First-grade Martial Artist. Basic Archery proficiency +10.]

"Just a First-grade Martial Artist is this troublesome. I wonder how strong those higher-grade martial artists really are."

Chen Feng waited a moment, then walked over to Wang Hu's body and sighed.

He could see that the skin exposed on Wang Hu's body was covered in a layer of gray calluses.

This must be the realm of a First-grade Martial Artist, he thought.

Chen Feng resolved in his heart that once he returned this time, he would find a way to become a martial artist.

Then he searched Wang Hu's body.

Aside from about three taels of loose silver, there was also a stack of banknotes from Wan Tong Treasure Bank. The smallest denomination was fifty taels.

And the stack was at least four or five notes thick.

"A Hunting Captain makes this much money?" Chen Feng marveled.

But what truly delighted him was a small booklet tucked among the money.

Seeing what it was, his heart thrilled.

[Low-grade Martial Art: Iron Fist Technique]

Chen Feng's eyes lit up. "This must be Wang Hu's cultivation technique, right?"

"I didn't expect him to carry it on him."

Today's haul instantly lifted the gloom that had been pressing on Chen Feng's heart.

Truly, unexpected wealth came fastest!

Pushing down his excitement, Chen Feng prepared to quickly head down the mountain with his spoils.

After all, this trip's rewards were more than enough to handle the troubles ahead.

But the next moment, after surveying his surroundings...

His expression shifted slightly, and he dared not linger here at all.

He swiftly made his way toward the outer edges of the mountain range.

His face was especially grim. "Why here of all places?"

This spot was already at the boundary between the outer reaches and the core area of Black Mountain.

The original body had died three days ago precisely because he came to this core-area boundary and witnessed a Demon devouring a person.

That was what directly scared him to death.

Chen Feng's expression was extremely sour. He had no desire to waste time here.

Especially since this place might have Demons. With his current strength, there was no way he could deal with one.

He had to escape first.

Yet, not long after—

Chen Feng's expression shifted slightly.

He felt as if the blood in his body was flowing even faster than usual.

When he spotted a place up ahead that looked familiar, his face darkened. "Green Wolf Valley!"

This was exactly where the original body had seen the Demon eating people.

He hadn't expected that this time, chased here by Wang Hu, he would end up fleeing to this very spot.

Chen Feng's heart grew heavy. Since a Demon had appeared here before, if another one showed up now, with his current strength, he probably wouldn't stand a chance.

With a solemn mind, he resolved to withdraw from this place immediately.

But just then, on his panel, the skill Nutrient Absorption began to flicker faintly.

"What's going on?" Chen Feng wondered in confusion.

He looked toward that spot—the place where the original body had seen the Demon's shadow. Only a few brownish bloodstains on the ground remained, proof that a killing had occurred here.

And right now, it was from this very spot that some kind of attraction was coming.

After hesitating for only a moment, Chen Feng couldn't suppress his curiosity.

His form flickered, and he quickly moved over.

What he saw was a faint brownish trail on the ground.

His heart stirred, and then he reached out a finger to touch it.

Hum!

In that instant, Chen Feng felt a sharp sting on his finger, and the bloodstains on the ground vanished.

Then, new information refreshed on his panel.