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The jackal stared fixedly with both eyes at Qian Chaoguang, who held a blade before it, pacing in small circles without pause.

The Old Butler said, "This is a Wind Jackal, a small Soul Beast known for its speed. This one has around twenty years of cultivation. Remember, Canine Soul Beasts have heads of bronze, bones of iron, and waists of tofu. Find its weakness and stay calm. It is no match for the two of you."

Qian Chaoguang acknowledged him, his gaze equally fixed on the Wind Jackal before him.

He could clearly feel his adrenaline surging wildly, his blood speeding through his veins, and his heart pounding like a war drum.

He was completely fired up!

After years of hard training, he finally had a chance for real combat today!

The Wind Jackal was somewhat irritable and quickly lost patience. With a piercing cry, it kicked off the ground with all four limbs and pounced directly at Qian Chaoguang.

As a twenty-year Soul Beast, this Wind Jackal did not possess much intelligence.

But its instincts told it that this two-legged creature had no Soul Power fluctuations and was weaker than itself!

Qian Chaoguang reacted swiftly, responding the instant the Wind Jackal moved.

He lowered his body, gripped the hilt with both hands in front of him, and angled the blade upward to one side.

Every muscle in his body tensed, and he stood ready to strike like a tightly wound spinning top.

A green vortex rose around the Wind Jackal in midair.

This move not only changed where it would land, but also increased its speed once more.

"Left side, be careful!"

Huo Yutong's Spiritual Eye had already seen through its trajectory, and she shouted a warning to Qian Chaoguang.

Facing the Soul Beast that was practically upon him, Qian Chaoguang remained utterly calm.

His long blade swept upward from below in a fierce slash toward the upper left.

The blade carved an icy blue crescent through the air.

Qian Chaoguang did not stop moving, continuing to turn his body and arms.

The long blade traced a figure eight in the air before sweeping upward from below again, delivering a second fierce slash toward the upper right.

The two lightning-fast strikes were completed in the blink of an eye.

This was a Blade Art movement he had practiced painstakingly for many years. It had been etched into his bones and become muscle memory.

The thought had barely flashed through his mind before his body responded on its own.

Huo Yutong, watching from behind, opened her mouth in shock.

She only saw two streaks of blue light flash through the air.

With two muffled splats, the vicious Wind Jackal had already been cut apart into four pieces in midair.

A spray of Blood Rain, mixed with shattered organs, splattered across the ground.

Sensing trouble, Qian Chaoguang had dodged aside in advance, sparing himself from being drenched in it.

The Old Butler stared at the scene before him in utter shock, scarcely believing his own eyes.

A twenty-year Wind Jackal could pose a danger even to elite soldiers in the army, yet his grandson had instantly killed it with two strikes?

He had always known Qian Chaoguang possessed innate divine strength, but this was simply too astonishing.

He was still only a six-year-old child with level-one Soul Power!

Qian Chaoguang flicked his long blade, and droplets of blood slid off its coldly gleaming surface.

"This Wind Jackal... seems rather weak. But why was I able to cut straight through its body? The blade isn't that long, is it?"

The Old Butler led Huo Yutong, whose little face was tightly scrunched up, over to inspect the Wind Jackal's corpse.

A white Soul Ring floated above the bloody remains, emitting a faint glow.

"Hiss... the cuts are clean and neat. Both strikes passed through weak points in its Bones. Xiao Guang, these three years of practice were not in vain. Your eyesight and wrist strength are impressive."

By now, Huo Yutong's eyes were filled with little stars as she looked at Qian Chaoguang.

"Brother Zhaoguang is amazing!"

Qian Chaoguang smiled shyly and stopped dwelling on his earlier question. He wiped the blade with a cloth, sheathed it behind his back, and looked regretfully at the Ten Year Soul Ring.

"What a pity. I wasted a Soul Ring, and I ruined the hide too."

The Old Butler casually nudged the remains twice with his foot. "It is perfectly normal to kill Soul Beasts in self-defense while hunting. As long as you do not deliberately slaughter them, it is fine. Materials from Soul Beast bodies are rather worthless to Soul Masters and do not fetch much money. Generally speaking, only some Soul Beasts over ten thousand years old are worth collecting materials from."

"What do we do now? Just leave it here?"

Huo Yutong hesitated as if she wanted to say something more.

Watching a living creature vanish before her eyes like that made her feel somewhat uneasy, and she also felt a little nauseated.

Qian Chaoguang did not feel much of anything. There was not even the slightest ripple In His Heart.

In his previous life, when he helped out in the kitchen at the martial arts school, he had slaughtered plenty of pigs. He had seen scenes like this often and was even more familiar with butchering meat.

Besides, you attacked me, and I killed you. That was only natural. There was nothing cruel about it.

The Old Butler understood Huo Yutong's feelings well and gently rubbed her head with his large hand.

"Leave it here. We still need to continue looking for a suitable Spirit-Type Soul Beast. Nature follows the law of survival of the fittest. As Soul Masters, killing Soul Beasts is only natural. Do not take it too much to heart."

After briefly sensing the surrounding environment, the Old Butler gestured for Qian Chaoguang to head in another direction.

"Let's go. Wind Jackals are pack animals. The smell of blood here will soon attract others of their kind."

After leaving this troublesome place behind, the three of them resumed their search for Spirit-Type Soul Beasts.

The two children's practical combat training and the Old Butler's outdoor lessons proceeded steadily.

Over the course of the day, they encountered several Soul Beasts of all kinds.

There were Ten Year and hundred-year ones, with Ten Year Soul Beasts making up the majority.

After Qian Chaoguang instantly killed another Ten Year Soul Beast, he did not make another move.

Soul Beasts below a hundred years were simply too weak. With his brute strength and refined Blade Art honed through years of practice, he could basically kill them the moment they met.

Only Soul Beasts over a hundred years old could stir his interest and make him take them seriously.

Huo Yutong also tried fighting Ten Year Soul Beasts several times with the White Tiger Dagger.

With the enhancement of her Spiritual Eye and the Old Butler's guidance, she improved rapidly.

It took only four battles for her to go from panicking during her first fight to confronting enemies calmly and steadily.

In the fifth battle, she was even able to kill a Ten Year Soul Beast by herself without suffering any injuries.

For a six-year-old girl who looked cute, soft, and utterly harmless, this was nothing short of a miracle.

That evening, the three set up a tent in the forest to rest.

With the Old Butler's formidable strength backing them up, they did not need to chew on cold rations. They could build a bonfire and enjoy a hot meal.

"Here we go. We're having fish tonight."

By the riverbank, the Old Butler casually slapped the water several times and easily sent several large fish flying onto shore.

This fish species unique to Douluo Continent had few bones and plenty of meat, making it a rare treat for camping in the wild.

Qian Chaoguang casually killed the fish, gutted them, scaled them, and removed their tendons. He took out sharpened wooden sticks from his Storage Ring, skewered the fish, and handed them to Huo Yutong.

Then, he took out a grill tray with an iron rack, skillfully added charcoal, lit the fire, and pulled out a pile of jars and bottles filled with seasonings.

Huo Yutong was no less efficient. She evenly rubbed all kinds of powdered seasonings over the fish inside and out, plucked several Perilla leaves and placed them in the fish bellies, then deftly set them on the grill.

Their entire routine flowed like water, completed in one smooth motion, leaving the Old Butler beside them utterly dumbfounded.

The two of them worked together with such perfect coordination. It was obvious they had done this plenty of times before!

I want to set a goal. If this makes it onto Sanjiang, I'll do something.

In recent years, no Douluo fanfic has made it onto Sanjiang. I want to try challenging that.

Cross-dressing is out of the question. I already did that once when the big-shot Pit God rewarded my previous book with an Alliance Leader, and honestly, I looked pretty painful in women's clothes. The brothers in the group have all seen it.

How about... something simple and unpretentious, like handing out red packets and posting extra chapters?