Stone Carving Technique, Entry-level

After advancing several dozen miles into the Magical Beast Mountain Range, Lin Feng and his group came to a halt.

"Lin Feng, what magical beast are we hunting today?" Dilia asked upon seeing Lin Feng stop.

"Dilia, it's not about what we are hunting, but what you are going to hunt," Lin Feng corrected.

Dilia's face soured at these words, and she said with a hint of grievance, "You're so mean. You already made me face those ugly Broken Scorpions for over a month, what do you want me to do now?"

"Haha, Dilia, your strength has increased, so naturally, the strength of your opponents must rise accordingly. This is a gathering place for level three to level four magical beasts. We won't be moving any further until you reach a level five mage," Lin Feng laughed heartily.

"What? A level five mage? I just reached level four. If I have to wait until I'm a level five mage, won't that take ten years or even longer?" Dilia had no confidence in herself. Not to mention Lin Feng, even her brother Dixie was a genius. Having spent so much time with them, Dilia had long since lost all confidence.

"According to my estimates, you will break through to a level five mage in four years at most. That means we only need to stay here for four years," Lin Feng said nonchalantly.

"Boss, are you running a fever? We have to stay in this dump for four years? Wouldn't that be boring to death?" Beibei was also shocked by Lin Feng's words. It was never one to sit still, and staying in one place for four years was truly torture for it.

Lin Feng replied via soul transmission: "How could it be boring? At the very least, these are level three magical beasts. Dilia definitely can't handle them alone, so you will have to fight too. Although your speed is monstrous, your attack power is too weak. This is the perfect opportunity to train in coordination with Dilia."

"Oh yeah! Boss, you're the best! I can fight too! I want to fight, I want to fight!" Beibei grew excited. As a magical beast, it had never fought another magical beast to the death, which was truly a tragedy.

Beibei leaped from Lin Feng's shoulder onto a branch seven or eight meters high.

"Boss, there is a wild boar far to the rear right," Beibei's voice echoed in Lin Feng's mind.

Upon hearing this, Lin Feng cast Wind of Knowing, and the information about the wild boar quickly registered in his mind.

"Unicorn Wild Boar, a level three magical beast, earth-attribute. It only knows how to cast Earth Spike," the information about the Unicorn Wild Boar surfaced in Lin Feng's mind.

Lin Feng turned back and smiled at Dilia: "Dilia, there is a level three Unicorn Wild Boar to the rear right. You and Beibei go take it down. We'll have it for lunch today; wild boar meat is quite good."

When Dilia and Beibei approached within ten meters of the Unicorn Wild Boar, Beibei, who had long since developed a tacit understanding with her, immediately transformed into a black blur and shot toward the beast. At the same time, Dilia cast a wind-attribute support spell, Wind Binding, at the boar.

Sensing danger, the Unicorn Wild Boar tried to dodge, but suddenly felt its body tighten as if bound by something. In that moment of hesitation, Beibei had already arrived. It bypassed the boar's charging horn and bit down on its throat. With a "puchi" sound, a bloody hole appeared, and fresh blood sprayed out.

The enraged Unicorn Wild Boar thrashed its body violently, throwing Beibei away, but before it could counterattack, a transparent Wind Arrow imbued with Precision and Extreme Speed shot into its body through the wound.

"Howl, howl!"

The Unicorn Wild Boar only had time to let out a few cries before the light in its eyes faded. Its body, weighing several hundred jin, collapsed like a small mountain, causing the ground to tremble.

Although the Unicorn Wild Boar was a leader among level three magical beasts—not known for high attack power, but famous for its monstrously thick hide—this poor beast had encountered the even more monstrous Beibei. Given the hardness of Beibei's teeth, which could chew gold coins like toys, piercing the boar's hide was naturally not difficult. Coupled with Dilia, who was already a level four mage, it was only natural that it was taken down before it could even cast its ultimate move, Earth Spike.

Lin Feng's group had been in the Magical Beast Mountain Range for a year and a half. Dilia had also successfully promoted to a level four mage half a month ago. With her level four strength combined with Beibei's monstrous speed and teeth, level three magical beasts had no room to resist, and even weaker level four magical beasts were only left to be slaughtered.

Lin Feng took a Flat Blade from his spatial ring and walked to the carcass of the Unicorn Wild Boar. In a few quick motions, he pried open the skull, and with a flick of the blade, an earthy-yellow magic core was revealed. He collected the core, then used the blade to slice off the four large trotters.

He skillfully shaved the thick fur from the trotters, expertly built a fire, set up a grill, skewered the meat, and cast a Small Fireball. Before long, the four large trotters were roasted to perfection.

Beibei took the trotter Lin Feng tossed over and, while eating, sent a soul transmission: "Boss, level three magical beasts are no longer challenging. Tomorrow, let's go hunt some higher-level level four magical beasts."

Spring passed and autumn came, flowers bloomed and withered, and two years slipped away quietly.

At a waterfall in the Magical Beast Mountain Range!

"Rumble~" The waterfall poured down like a curtain of water, crashing into the deep pool below.

Lin Feng stood beside the waterfall, holding a nearly thirty-centimeter-long Flat Blade, continuously carving into a waist-high stone. The blade moved so fast it was nearly a blur. Wherever the blade passed, stone chips flew, and the embryo of the sculpture gradually took shape.

From morning until evening, the sculpture became increasingly clear.

Lin Feng's gaze was entirely focused on the sculpture. In this moment, he felt as if he were immersed in nature, his heart in sync with the interior of the stone. That marvelous sensation made Lin Feng completely lose track of time. This feeling of being one with nature actually caused his spiritual energy to begin recovering and even revitalizing and growing.

Lin Feng himself was unaware, continuing to wield the Flat Blade as if it were an extension of his own arm.

As the stone chips were shaved away, the features of the sculpture became more prominent. When the sun set, the Flat Blade in Lin Feng's hand finally stopped.

"Hoo!"

Lin Feng exhaled softly. As the stone dust cleared, the entire sculpture was revealed. A nearly half-meter-long mouse stood vividly before Lin Feng; at a glance, one would think it was a real mouse, which caused the little Shadow Mouse, Beibei, to squeak excitedly from the side.

From start to finish, it was done in one go!

"What a marvelous feeling." Only then did Lin Feng realize that his spiritual energy had increased by a significant margin.

Doehring Cowart, dressed in a moon-white robe, stood nearby with a smile: "Lin Feng, from today on, you can barely be considered to have entered the door. You felt that marvelous sensation, didn't you? However, your work can only be considered a likeness; it still falls short of the works displayed in the master's hall of the Proulx Gallery."

In the autumn of Yulan Year 9995, thirteen-year-old Lin Feng had officially begun his journey into the art of stone carving.