Hunting a Tiger

As the morning sunlight spilled down at dawn, a new day arrived.

Early in the morning, Chen Xuan had already begun preparing to enter the mountains, while Zhang Chunhua had also started sorting through the things at home.

As the sun gradually rose, Chen Xuan glanced at his Conceptual Ability.

Then he called out to his mother. Under her watchful gaze, he dragged his flatbed cart toward the mountains.

But just as he headed up the mountain—

A figure who had been keeping watch hurried toward Chen San Ye's home as well.

Inside Chen San Ye's room.

"Master, that brat has gone up the mountain!"

The figure reported to Chen San Ye.

"Was that brat dragging a flatbed cart?"

Delight appeared on Chen San Ye's face. Then, as if recalling something, he hurriedly asked.

"He was!"

"I saw it with my own eyes. That flatbed cart seemed to have been enlarged quite a bit!"

The figure quickly nodded in confirmation.

"Good. Keep watching him for me. If that brat comes down the mountain, remember to come notify me immediately."

Chen San Ye's face lit up as he spoke hurriedly.

He had not expected that just when he had nearly run out of patience waiting, Chen Xuan had finally set off.

And the other party had even dragged along a flatbed cart. In his eyes, that made it a nailed-on certainty.

After all, he had said that he was no longer buying Wild Boars.

At that thought, he could not help but suppress his original intentions for the moment.

"Yes!"

The figure promptly answered and left.

Naturally, Chen Xuan knew nothing of this. At this moment, he had already dragged his flatbed cart into the mountains.

As for why he had brought the flatbed cart—

Of course, it was to transport the tiger.

Although Overbearing Martial Hall only needed the Tiger Heart, he had no means of preserving one. Small River Village was not close to Green Mountain City, so the only option was to kill the tiger and bring the entire carcass with him.

As for whether doing this would offend Chen San Ye—

After seeing the series of paths displayed by his Conceptual Ability, Chen Xuan no longer worried about that.

From the moment he demonstrated extraordinary hunting skills—

And from the moment Chen San Ye began obtaining silver coins from him, that man had never intended to let him off easily.

That was also the main reason he had ultimately given up on hunting a tiger for Chen San Ye. Otherwise, giving him one would have been no great matter; at worst, he could simply hunt another.

To him, hunting tigers was merely somewhat troublesome, not impossible.

His gaze swept toward East Village in the distance.

Chen Xuan temporarily suppressed all his thoughts.

Chen San Ye had not done anything yet, after all. As a transmigrator, taking the initiative to strike first still required some mental preparation.

He stepped forward.

The flatbed cart creaked through the forest.

Following the directions of his Conceptual Ability, Chen Xuan quickly found the landmark, the big poplar tree.

He then began from the big poplar tree.

This time, his target was a Dense Forest three thousand five hundred meters beyond the big poplar tree.

According to the prompt from his Conceptual Ability, a Shan Hu had been active there. As long as he killed it within three shichen, his safety would be guaranteed.

Three thousand five hundred meters was roughly four or five thousand paces. Naturally, one could not move through a forest as quickly as across level ground.

Fortunately, several months of hunting in the wilderness had not affected Chen Xuan's ability to travel mountain paths much.

After a little over an hour, he arrived at his destination.

A deep and shadowy Dense Forest appeared before him.

Compared to the woods he had traveled through before, the trees ahead were clearly much taller. If the earlier forest still allowed sunlight to carry the lingering heat of summer—

Then the forest before him held only waves of coolness.

Even through the gaps between leaves, sunlight rarely filtered down.

And compared with the earlier forest, the place ahead seemed even quieter.

Chen Xuan took a deep breath and looked once more at his Conceptual Ability. He even made several more settings, ensuring that nothing could go wrong, before finally stepping into the Dense Forest ahead.

"Rustle, rustle!"

As he moved forward, only the sound of Chen Xuan's footsteps echoed through the Dense Forest.

Even the chirping of insects and birds seemed to have vanished.

The dim surroundings instinctively made one's heart feel unsteady.

Fortunately, after walking less than a hundred meters, Chen Xuan discovered a large pile of dung in the forest.

Tiger dung somewhat resembled cow dung, and by coincidence, Chen Xuan had seen tiger dung in his previous life.

He recognized it at once.

Without the slightest hesitation, he smeared the dung over his body.

His steps grew even more cautious.

For the rest of the journey, whenever he found tiger droppings, he did the same.

Finally, after half an hour, Chen Xuan spotted a huge creature lying prone on the ground in the forest ahead, seemingly taking a midday nap.

Its body was orange-yellow and covered in black stripes. The yellow on its back was vivid, while its lips, jaw, belly, and inner limbs were white. Its ears were black, with a white spot on the back of each ear.

It looked much like the tigers he remembered from his previous life, but this one was far larger.

The largest tigers in his previous life had been Siberian tigers. Male tigers could grow to 3.3 meters long and weigh up to 300 kilograms; female tigers were smaller, measuring around 2.6 meters from head to tail and weighing roughly 100 to 167 kilograms.

But the tiger before him looked to be over three and a half meters long from its size alone, and it might well weigh more than four hundred kilograms.

Even lying there, it resembled a terrifying monster ready to choose someone and devour them.

Even though Chen Xuan had been mentally prepared, his scalp still went numb in waves. His eyes could not help drifting to the Iron Draw Bow in his hands.

Honestly, he had the feeling that if he had not been holding this bow—even if he had been using his previous Iron Draw Bow—it would have been difficult to kill this thing. Becoming its rations would have been far more likely.

He also understood somewhat why Chen San Ye had given him this bow.

Without such a Strong Bow, hunting a tiger would probably be nothing more than a joke.

Drawing a deep breath, Chen Xuan began making preparations.

Although he was still a hundred meters away from the fierce tiger, for a large feline like this, a hundred meters was no more than the blink of an eye. He had to plan his retreat route, as well as the route he would take to evade after attacking.

These were all experiences he had accumulated through months of hunting.

The same was true of using dung to conceal his scent.

With the Conceptual Ability, experience that would require several generations—or even lives—to acquire at a cost came easily to him.

His gaze swept over the area. After roughly a quarter of an hour—

Chen Xuan finally grasped the surrounding terrain. His eyes then returned to the fierce tiger.

His eyes flickered as thoughts flowed one after another.

Very quickly, a hunting plan took shape in his mind.

Whoosh!

Without the slightest hesitation, he drew the bow and nocked an arrow.

The arrow instantly tore through the air, shooting directly toward the tiger.

Its powerful momentum crossed the distance in an instant.

The tiger, which had been napping ahead, reacted with astonishing speed. Almost the moment the bowstring rang, its enormous body sprang upright.

Thanks to Nie Yuan, Nie Yuan, Nie Yuan, Nie Yuan, and Nie for the 100 reward! Holy crap, the first reward of my life—thank you so much! I'm so excited.