Hunting the Thirty-Thousand-Year Flying Fox

Hunting the Thirty-Thousand-Year Flying Fox

Over the past six months, through constant experimentation, Feng Xiaotian had mastered a new ability: he could sense everything around him through the wind.

The wind was like his third eye, able to reach farther places for him.

From the initial ten meters, fifty meters, and one hundred meters to his current range of two hundred meters, he could sense the blurry outlines of all objects.

The grandfather and grandson searched the forest for a while. They encountered quite a few Soul Beasts that were several thousand years old, but none of them were suitable Ten Thousand Year Soul Beasts.

By then, night had fallen.

Feng Lieyang suggested,

"It's dark. There's no rush; let's continue looking tomorrow during the day."

"Alright."

Feng Lieyang found an open patch of ground, set up the tent, and lit a fire.

"To avoid being attacked by Soul Beasts, I'll keep watch while you sleep."

"Grandpa, I'm not tired. You sleep first. I'll stand watch, then we can switch in the second half of the night."

"Alright, then. Be careful. If anything happens, wake me immediately."

"Mm, I understand."

Feng Xiaotian knew his grandfather cared for him. If he let him sleep first, his grandfather would never wake him in the middle of the night. He would probably sleep straight through until dawn.

The night grew still.

Feng Lieyang rested inside the tent.

Feng Xiaotian sat cross-legged beside the fire, cultivating while sensing the surrounding auras.

From time to time, hundred-year and thousand-year Soul Beasts passed by, but none disturbed them.

Before he knew it, two hours had passed.

Suddenly, Feng Xiaotian sensed an unusual aura, and a flicker of delight passed through his heart.

"It's a Ten Thousand Year Soul Beast, and it's no ordinary one. It seems to have several tens of thousands of years of cultivation!"

"However, that aura is strange. It's different from ordinary Soul Beasts. What's going on?"

The Soul Beast drew closer and closer.

Feng Xiaotian could sense a dangerous aura.

The Soul Beast seemed to have sensed people here and was deliberately heading in their direction.

Within the Soul Beast Forest, Soul Masters hunted Soul Beasts, but powerful Soul Beasts likewise preyed upon Soul Masters.

Feng Xiaotian rose to his feet, intending to fly up and see what it was.

But he suddenly discovered that the air around him had instantly turned red.

His body became somewhat uncontrollable, his reactions sluggish, and his consciousness gradually blurred.

"What's happening?"

"I've already cultivated the seventh level of the Nine Yang Divine Skill, Immunity to All Poisons. I'm immune to poison, so by all rights, I shouldn't have been poisoned."

"This is bad. It struck first."

"Grandpa!"

Feng Xiaotian shouted loudly.

Feng Lieyang, who had been asleep, was jolted awake.

He stepped out of the tent, and the sight before him made him jump.

"A Ten Thousand Year Charm Soul Beast! Good thing you noticed it in time."

As Feng Lieyang spoke, he activated his Sixth Soul Skill, Clear Wind Purification.

This Soul Skill of his specifically countered poisons and Charm skills.

In an instant, the red mist vanished, and the surroundings returned to clarity.

Feng Xiaotian also became fully alert again.

"Xiaotian, the Star Dou Great Forest has all kinds of powerful Soul Beasts, and their methods of attack vary greatly. You lack experience, so you must be careful."

"Mm."

Having recovered, Feng Xiaotian still felt lingering fear. If his grandfather had not been there, he would likely have long since become that Soul Beast's meal.

In the end, it was because he was not strong enough. He had only just reached level fifty.

If he could become as powerful as his grandfather, then even if he ventured alone through the Soul Beast Forest, he would have nothing to fear.

Feng Xiaotian could sense that the Soul Beast was still nearby.

However, it seemed to have sensed danger as well and was fleeing into the distance.

"Grandpa, it's still nearby. Let's chase it. I want to see what that thing is!"

After saying that, Feng Xiaotian spread his wings and sped forward, following the Soul Beast's aura.

"Xiaotian, slow down!"

Feng Lieyang followed after him as well.

From that red mist just now, Feng Lieyang judged that the Soul Beast was no simple creature. It had at least thirty thousand years of cultivation.

His grandson was in a rage and had already gone after it, so Feng Lieyang had no choice but to pursue it with him.

The Soul Beast ran extremely fast, but it still could not shake off Feng Xiaotian's tracking.

Feng Lieyang found it very strange.

He had no idea what ability Feng Xiaotian possessed that allowed him to sense its aura and keep from losing track of it.

As it ran, the Soul Beast suddenly took flight.

Though it did not fly very high, it was still extremely fast.

Feng Xiaotian chased after it with all his might, finally seeing clearly that it was a flying fox.

It had the body of a fox, crimson-red fur all over, and a pair of wings growing from its back.

"Grandpa, it's that crimson flying fox!"

"Mm, I see it. Judging by its appearance, it should be around thirty thousand years old."

"Let's see where you can run now!"

Like an eagle, Feng Xiaotian dove toward the flying fox.

The Crimson Fire Flying Fox opened its blood-filled maw, baring its long fangs with a ferocious expression.

Before Feng Xiaotian even reached it, he launched his First Soul Skill, Blade Array.

But it seemed ineffective. After all, it was a demon fox with thirty thousand years of cultivation, so it could withstand an attack of this level.

To prevent the flying fox from escaping, Feng Xiaotian activated Wind Blade Cage and trapped it within.

Feng Lieyang reminded him,

"Xiaotian, don't trap it for too long, in case it detonates itself."

"Mm!"

Feng Xiaotian released the flying fox and erected a Wind Wall. Then he immediately launched his Fourth Soul Skill, Myriad Blades Return as One.

Countless Cold Wind Blades shot toward the flying fox, followed by a rumbling series of explosions.

The flying fox was simply too fast, dodging most of the wind blade attacks.

With Feng Lieyang present, it had nowhere to use its Charm skill.

The flying fox swung its claws and bared its fangs as it exchanged attacks with Feng Xiaotian, but it soon fell into a disadvantage.

It wanted to flee, but how could Feng Xiaotian possibly let it go?

"Grandpa, help me stop it! Don't let it escape!"

Feng Xiaotian flew into the air to gather power, then launched his Self-Created Soul Skill, Gale Demon Wolf Fifty-Four Consecutive Slashes, at the flying fox.

The overwhelming aura crushed the Crimson Fire Flying Fox so hard that it could barely breathe.

Knowing it could not escape, it wanted to detonate itself, but it had no chance at all.

Before Feng Xiaotian could even finish unleashing Gale Demon Wolf Fifty-Four Consecutive Slashes, it had already fallen.

Immediately afterward, a Ten Thousand Year Black Soul Ring emerged.

Witnessing this scene with his own eyes, Feng Lieyang felt greatly gratified.

"Xiaotian, you've improved considerably over these past six months. You even killed a thirty-thousand-year demon fox."

"Grandpa, if you hadn't been here, it would have escaped long ago. How could I have killed it? I couldn't even break its Charm mist. I need to become stronger quickly."

"Alright, you're only level fifty. Being able to do this is already very impressive. Hurry and absorb the Soul Ring."

"Mm."

Feng Xiaotian had already absorbed a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring once before, so Feng Lieyang was fairly at ease.

He was somewhat expectant, wondering what kind of Soul Skill Feng Xiaotian would gain after absorbing the flying fox's thirty-thousand-year Soul Ring.