Wolf Bandits

The next day, after cultivating through the night, Mo Hui continued his journey to Heaven Dou City.

This time, however, Mo Hui did not travel on foot. Instead, he found the fastest merchant caravan and paid them to take him along.

After all, Suotuo City was a full two thousand kilometers from Heaven Dou City. Mo Hui was only a Soul Grandmaster, and traveling on foot would be far too slow.

It would also be detrimental to his cultivation and waste a great deal of time. With an experienced merchant caravan, things would be much easier.

"Brother Mo Hui, you made the right choice by choosing our caravan. I dare say there isn't a safer caravan in all of Suotuo City. After all, our caravan has the support of one of the Upper Three Sects, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

Inside the carriage, the caravan owner spoke endlessly to Mo Hui, his words filled with confidence in his own caravan.

Mo Hui merely listened quietly, a faint smile on his face.

Only after a long while, when the caravan owner's mouth had gone dry from talking, did he slowly stop.

At that moment, the caravan owner looked at Pidgey on Mo Hui's shoulder and said in surprise, "Brother Mo Hui, your pet is quite well-behaved. It doesn't even have a cage, yet it just stands quietly on your shoulder without flying away. Where did you buy it? I'd like to buy one too."

"You can't buy this."

Mo Hui smiled faintly as he replied.

Pidgey was his martial soul. There was only one like it in the world, so where could the man possibly buy another?

"Pidgey~"

Pidgey nodded in agreement. He was one of a kind—how could anyone buy him?

"I see. What a pity."

The caravan owner sounded regretful upon hearing that.

It was not that he truly wanted one for himself. He simply wanted to explore Pidgey's commercial value. A well-behaved little bird like this would surely be popular among the nobles of Heaven Dou City.

After that, the two had nothing else to discuss, and Mo Hui entered meditation inside the carriage.

This was, after all, a legitimate merchant caravan and relatively safe. Besides, Pidgey was keeping watch outside, so he was not afraid of an ambush.

In the blink of an eye, another two days passed. Mo Hui and the others had traveled four hundred kilometers, completing one-fifth of the journey.

If Mo Hui had been alone, he could have run at full speed even faster. However, that would cause a problem: running at full speed would inevitably consume Soul Power and might even require soul skills. If something unexpected happened, insufficient Soul Power would be extremely dangerous.

Moreover, it was clearly impossible to meditate and cultivate while running at full speed.

For the current Mo Hui, cultivation was undoubtedly one of the most important things. After all, before the age of twenty was the golden period for cultivating Soul Power. Once that age passed, cultivation speed would slow greatly.

Yet at that moment, more than ten gray figures suddenly darted out from the forests on both sides of the caravan and lunged straight at the mounted guards beside it.

"Hiss—"

Caught off guard, the guards were immediately knocked to the ground and thrown from their horses. The horses were startled and neighed incessantly.

Just as the guards tried to fight back, a tremendous force suddenly struck. A single slap smashed a guard's head into pulp.

"Roar!"

At the sight of this bloody scene, the gray figures cried out excitedly and continued attacking the rest of the caravan.

"What's going on?"

Such a disturbance naturally caught the attention of the soul masters within the caravan. But when they emerged from their carriages and saw the scene before them, all their expressions changed.

"Wolf bandits? It's actually those damned things."

The soul masters hired by the caravan to escort it all turned grave. Wolf bandits were no easy opponents. One wrong move, and they might very well be buried here.

At the same time, the caravan owner poked his head out to look outside, then instantly recoiled in fright, his body trembling uncontrollably.

Mo Hui was also startled awake. As soon as he woke, he saw the caravan owner shaking like a leaf and could not help asking, "Boss, what's wrong?"

"Wolf bandits! We've encountered wolf bandits! Heavens, why is my luck so terrible?!"

The caravan owner nearly wailed.

If they had been ordinary bandits, he could still use the name of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to suppress them. Even if they were bandits with soul masters, at most he would need to pay some money. But why... why did it have to be wolf bandits?!

Wolf bandits!

Upon hearing this, Mo Hui immediately recalled what he had once read about wolf bandits.

So-called wolf bandits were actually the offspring of Gale Demon Wolves breeding with human women. Though they possessed a certain degree of intelligence, the bloodline of the Gale Demon Wolf made them exceptionally bloodthirsty and lecherous, much like goblins in Japan's worldview.

Most importantly, wolf bandits inherited the physique, speed, and certain innate abilities of Gale Demon Wolves. Adult wolf bandits were roughly as strong as two- or three-ring soul masters, making them extremely troublesome. Once encountered, they often required a nation to dispatch troops or hire high-level soul masters to exterminate them.

Do not underestimate two- and three-ring soul masters. The entire Douluo Continent had a population of over one hundred million, yet according to Spirit Hall's statistics, excluding sea soul masters, only around one hundred thousand people had reached level 10 and become soul masters. There were fewer than five thousand experts above the rank of Soul King.

Even counting those in hiding, it would be impressive if that number could double. Two-ring soul masters were already one-in-ten-thousand elites, while three-ring Soul Elders could even obtain noble titles in small nations like the Balak Kingdom, directly achieving a leap in social status.

That was why, even though Ma Hongjun was like that in the original work, he still never lacked commoner girls throwing themselves at him to help him resolve his evil fire problem. As for someone like Dai Mubai, who was handsome himself, beautiful girls surrounded him in an endless stream.

"Pidgey, let's go take a look."

Realizing the severity of the situation, Mo Hui immediately lifted the curtain and stepped outside with Pidgey.

"Uh... little brother, don't go out! The carriage offers protection. It's dangerous outside!"

Seeing Mo Hui leave the carriage, the caravan owner hurriedly shouted.

In his eyes, wasn't a child around ten years old going out now simply seeking death?

The situation outside was already a complete mess. The soul masters he had hired and the guards protecting the caravan were fighting the wolf bandits. If a child appeared on such a battlefield, the outcome was obvious.

"Pidgey~"

After leaving the carriage with Mo Hui, Pidgey immediately flew into the air to scout. Once he quickly confirmed the number of enemies, he called out to Mo Hui.

"Eleven wolf bandits?"

Mo Hui then carefully surveyed the battlefield and finally discovered that the caravan had only six Soul Grand Masters and one Soul Elder. The remaining guards were ordinary people. Facing the siege of eleven wolf bandits, the situation was extremely unfavorable.

"Pidgey, we need to act quickly, or they won't be able to hold on!"

As he spoke, two yellow hundred-year soul rings rose beneath Mo Hui's feet, while a faint cyan glow spread from Pidgey's body.

First Soul Skill, Air Blade.

As Mo Hui's first soul ring lit up, Pidgey rapidly flapped his wings. Several wind blades immediately shot toward the wolf bandit closest to Mo Hui, reaching it in an instant.