Cultivating the Purple Cloud Wings

After landing a successful blow, Lin Feng did not lower his guard. He swiftly withdrew his spear, retreated to the side, and carefully surveyed his surroundings.

His experiences over the past few days had taught him that in the Monster Mountain Range, he could be attacked by some Magical Beast at any moment.

Without sufficient vigilance, he might become a Magical Beast's meal the very next second.

After confirming that no Magical Beasts were lying in ambush, Lin Feng happily put away his spear.

Ever since he and Xiao Yi Xian had left, he had spent the past few days in the Monster Mountain Range building up his practical combat experience.

During that time, he had also studied the high-level Profound Tier Dou Skill, the Roaring Lion Chant!

Today was his first time using it. He had not expected it to possess such power—just one strike had killed a Nine-Star Dou Practitioner-level Black Iron Python.

After savoring his delight, Lin Feng took out a dagger and rummaged through the Black Iron Python's mangled flesh.

At last, he reached inside and pulled out a Magic Core.

Magic Cores, also known as Magic Crystals on the Dou Qi Continent, were, as their name implied, energy crystals found within Magical Beasts. They were filled with exceedingly violent natural energy. Even a Dou Wang would not dare forcibly absorb such violent energy at the risk of his body exploding.

However, Magic Cores could also be imbued into weapons. Weapons enhanced with Magic Cores not only became far more destructive, but also gained the alluring effect of amplifying Dou Qi, making them highly sought after by the Dou Practitioner class of the Dou Qi Continent.

Of course, aside from weapons, Magic Cores could also be imbued into armor and other items, granting their owners formidable defensive power and providing a few more safeguards for their lives when facing danger.

Moreover, although Magic Cores could not be directly absorbed by people, they were one of the indispensable primary materials for Alchemists like Lin Feng when refining medicine.

After refinement, the violent properties of a Magic Core could be neutralized by certain miraculous herbs, transforming it into all kinds of spiritual medicines that countless people coveted for increasing their strength. Its value would soar at once!

Lin Feng placed the Black Iron Python's Magic Core into his Storage Ring, then rummaged through the Greenwood Rat's head for a while.

However, this time, Lin Feng did not find a Magic Core.

He had encountered such situations far too often during the past few days of training, so he was not overly disappointed.

Casually tossing the corpse aside, he raised his head to determine his bearings, then dashed toward a place where the faint sound of water could be heard.

Nimbly weaving through the dense thorns of the forest, Lin Feng hurried onward for a moment before his view suddenly opened up. The thunderous roar of a waterfall filled him with wild joy.

Pushing past the last massive tree in his way, he gazed at the sight before him and could not help taking a deep breath.

Within Lin Feng's sight, a colossal waterfall crashed down from a towering mountain peak like a silver curtain. The rushing water smashed against enormous boulders, sending mist sprawling across the sky.

On either side of the waterfall stood somewhat steep cliff faces, dotted with naturally formed caves. The sight delighted Lin Feng.

As long as he piled some rocks at the entrances of these caves, he could keep Magical Beasts outside.

He would no longer have to worry about waking up from cultivation to find a vicious venomous snake coiled beside him.

Furthermore, there was an abundant supply of water and food here, so he would not need to spend vast amounts of time hunting Magical Beasts for food.

"Finally, I've found the best place to cultivate."

Spreading his arms, Lin Feng deeply inhaled the moist air and muttered with a smile.

Leaping over a ravine, he slowly approached the waterfall, his eyes cautiously sweeping over the surroundings.

Only after seeing no signs of Magical Beasts did Lin Feng finally let out a breath of relief.

Arriving beneath the steep cliff face, he selected a cave that seemed fairly suitable and quickly slipped inside.

The cave interior was slightly cool, but it was quite spacious. For Lin Feng to live in alone, it was more than ample.

He carefully swept his gaze over the cave floor several times. Only after finding no traces left behind by any Magical Beasts did he relax slightly.

After roughly cleaning out the cave, he used boulders to block the entrance, leaving only enough space for one person to pass through.

He would be spending quite a few days here, and safety was the most important matter.

After finishing all this, Lin Feng turned his palm, and a pitch-black scroll appeared in his hand.

It was the high-level Profound Tier Flying Dou Skill he had obtained from the cave earlier.

Over the past few days, Lin Feng had been cultivating the Roaring Lion Chant and had neither the time nor a safe place to examine this Flying Dou Skill.

Now that he had a place to settle down, he could finally study it without worry.

He untied the carefully bound cord around the scroll, then slowly spread it open. A pair of black eagle wings, so dark they were almost chilling, appeared before Lin Feng's eyes.

Because the eagle wings were drawn on the scroll, they were not particularly large.

Yet faint heat seemed to radiate from them. Judging by their strange appearance, they were clearly not an ordinary painting.

The eagle wings were a dark black, faintly traced with purple cloud patterns. Upon closer inspection, the wings resembled black steel, possessing a distinctive metallic texture.

The feathers on the eagle wings gave off a faint warmth. Curious, Lin Feng gently blew at them.

Under that light breeze, the feathers on the eagle wings actually fluttered as though they belonged to real wings. It was exceedingly wondrous.

As his gaze swept over the eagle wings, Lin Feng's eyes suddenly stopped on a line of small words at the side.

"Black Flame Purple Cloud Eagle, a fifth-rank Flying Magical Beast. Legend says it possesses a faint bloodline of the ancient Phoenix. Its flying speed ranks among the best of all Flying Magical Beasts. Cunning and ferocious by nature, it is extremely difficult to capture and lives only in the Cloud Mist Region in the southern part of the continent."

"This Dou Skill is called Eagle's Wings, also known as Purple Cloud Wings. Several friends and I spent three years before we finally succeeded in capturing a Black Flame Purple Cloud Eagle. Using a Secret Technique, we took its wings, ultimately creating this Flying Dou Skill for human cultivation. This Dou Skill was drawn by me with Dou Qi before my death and can only be cultivated by one person. Remember this!"

After reading the words above, Lin Feng thought to himself that this senior had needed several friends to help him kill a fifth-rank Magical Beast. He must have been a Dou Wang-level figure in life.

Sensing the soul within, Lin Feng was not surprised. He knew it was the remnant soul of the Black Flame Purple Cloud Eagle. He murmured, "With the strength of my soul, I shouldn't need to worry too much about the Purple Cloud Eagle's soul attack. Though it was once fifth-rank, it is only a remnant soul now. It cannot amount to much."

He then placed both palms on the scroll, lightly pressing against the soft wings. Taking a deep breath, he slowly closed his eyes.

Not long after his palms touched the wings, the savage eagle soul within Eagle's Wings suddenly let out a piercing cry that made his soul tremble.

The cry swiftly passed through the scroll and traveled up Lin Feng's arms, drilling relentlessly into his mind like a spike.

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