Wilderness Massacre

Lin Feng vaulted over the city wall and landed without a sound.

The earth beneath his feet was cracked and dry. In the distance, Exotic Beasts let out low snarls.

He gripped his long blade and headed toward the sound.

The System Panel flickered at the edge of his vision.

[Nearby Exotic Beast density: High]

The corner of Lin Feng's mouth lifted.

This was exactly what he wanted.

He hadn't gone far before his first prey appeared.

A Steel-Tooth Rat crouched behind a rock, gnawing on the corpse of one of its kind.

Lin Feng held his breath and slowed his steps.

When he was close enough, he suddenly burst into action.

A flash of steel.

The demon wolf didn't even have a chance to react before its head flew off.

[Defeated F-Class Exotic Beast: Iron-Armored Demon Wolf]

[Obtained Martial Path Points ×1]

Lin Feng cut out its Magic Core and continued onward.

For the next three hours, he swept through the Wilderness like a reaper.

Venom-Sting Lizards, Rock-Shell Beetles, Steel-Tooth Rats...

Every Exotic Beast he found alone was felled with a single strike.

[Defeated F-Class Exotic Beast: Rock-Shell Beetle]

[Obtained Martial Path Points ×1]

[Defeated F-Class Exotic Beast: Steel-Tooth Rat]

[Obtained Martial Path Points ×1]

System notifications rang out without pause.

Before he knew it, Lin Feng had been hunting all night.

[Current Martial Path Points: 70]

Lin Feng found a secluded spot and began spending his points.

"Realm, add 70 points."

[Spent 70 Martial Path Points]

[Realm increased: Martial Disciple Rank 7 --> Martial Disciple Rank 8]

[Remaining Martial Path Points: 0]

A wave of warmth swept through his body.

The sensation was even stronger than before. Lin Feng felt his bones crack faintly.

About a minute later, the warmth faded.

Lin Feng clenched his fist.

His strength had surged.

He estimated that he could now easily crush several F-Class Exotic Beasts attacking him at once.

But there was a problem.

Low-rank F-Class Exotic Beasts gave too few Martial Path Points.

Even among F-Class Exotic Beasts, there were differences in strength.

If he wanted to keep improving quickly, he had to find stronger prey among the F-Class beasts.

Lin Feng took a deep breath and headed farther into the Wilderness.

The farther he went, the stronger the Exotic Beasts' presence became.

About half an hour later, Lin Feng stopped.

A hundred meters ahead, a giant beast was drinking.

It was a Steel-Bristle Fierce Rhino, a beast slightly larger than an ordinary ox, its body covered in bristles like steel.

Its aura was at least that of a Martial Disciple Rank 9.

Lin Feng narrowed his eyes.

At Martial Disciple Rank 8, with an F-Class Alloy War Blade, he could still take it on.

"Perfect. Time to test myself."

He gripped his blade and quietly crept closer.

When he was close enough, Lin Feng suddenly charged.

The Steel-Bristle Fierce Rhino sensed him at once and wheeled around, lowering its head for a headlong charge.

Lin Feng dodged to the side and slashed at its neck with a backhand swing.

Clang!

The blade struck its bristles, sending sparks flying.

The Steel-Bristle Fierce Rhino roared and stamped its forehoof into the ground.

Boom!

The earth burst apart, spraying shattered stone everywhere.

Lin Feng staggered back three steps, his arm numb.

"Hard as a block of iron."

He changed tactics, giving up on a direct clash and circling to attack.

The Steel-Bristle Fierce Rhino was powerful, but slow.

Lin Feng darted behind it and slashed at the joint of its hind leg.

This time, the blade cut into flesh, and blood gushed out.

The Steel-Bristle Fierce Rhino let out a pained cry. Its hind leg buckled, and it nearly fell to its knees.

Lin Feng seized the opening, leaped up, and drove his blade into its throat.

Pfft!

Blood spurted out like a fountain.

The Steel-Bristle Fierce Rhino struggled a few times, then crashed to the ground.

[Defeated F-Class Exotic Beast: Steel-Bristle Fierce Rhino]

[Obtained Martial Path Points ×3]

Breathing hard, Lin Feng cut out its Magic Core.

Just as he'd expected, even among F-Class Exotic Beasts, there were differences in strength. The stronger the beast, the more points the system awarded.

The fight had been tougher than he'd imagined.

But the rewards were greater, too.

From then on, Lin Feng made a point of hunting Exotic Beasts at Martial Disciple Rank 9.

Every fight was perilous, but his Martial Path Points accumulated much faster.

The sky began to brighten.

Lin Feng found a hollow in a broken cliff, hid inside, and sat cross-legged against the wall to rest.

[Current Martial Path Points: 81]

He was just about to spend his points when he suddenly heard footsteps in the distance.

Lin Feng opened his eyes and gripped his blade.

The footsteps drew closer, accompanied by hurried, ragged breathing.

A figure came stumbling toward him.

It was a young woman, in her early twenties, with a pretty face. She wore a tight black Combat Suit, her figure full and curvy. She was quite a beauty.

She was covered in blood and clutching a Dark Brocade Pouch.

The woman glanced at Lin Feng, a calculating glint flashing in her eyes.

The next second, she suddenly fell right in front of him.

"Help! Someone's after me!"

Her voice rang out loudly, as if she meant for the people behind her to hear.

Lin Feng's mouth twitched. He instantly understood what she was up to.

This woman wanted to draw the trouble onto him.

Sure enough, two sharp whistles cut through the air in the distance.

Two black-clad Martial Artists charged over with blades in hand. When they saw Lin Feng, killing intent flashed in their eyes.

"Kid, hand over the goods and we'll spare your life!"

The black-clad Martial Artist in the lead shouted.

Lin Feng stood up to face his pursuers, without wasting a word.

The first strike cut a throat.

The second severed a wrist.

Two corpses crashed to the ground.

It was over in less than five seconds.

The woman's expression changed drastically.

She hadn't expected Lin Feng to be so ruthless.

Lin Feng wiped the blood from his blade and turned to face her.

The woman had already reached for the dagger at her waist, terror filling her eyes.

"Wait! I can give you money!"

Lin Feng said nothing and swept the back of his blade across her.

Smack!

The woman was knocked unconscious.

Lin Feng opened the pouch.

Inside lay ten dark-red pills.

[Body Tempering Pill]

A system notification appeared.

[Detected Body Tempering Pills ×10]

[Can be used to break through to the Martial Artist realm]

Lin Feng's eyes lit up.

Body Tempering Pills—the essential tools for tempering the body when breaking through to the Martial Artist realm.

They sold for a hundred thousand each.

This whole pouch was worth a million.

He glanced at the woman on the ground. Without hesitation, he raised his blade and brought it down.

No loose ends.

Meanwhile.

Deep inside the Northern Territory garrison.

Zhao Tianxiong slammed his palm onto the table, his face dark.

"Where are they? Where's the stuff?"

A thin, middle-aged man stood before him with his head bowed, not daring to speak.

"My men are all dead?"

Zhao Tianxiong's voice grew colder and colder.

"Y-yes."

The middle-aged man stammered, trembling. "According to the Tracker, their last location was in the western part of the Wilderness."

Zhao Tianxiong shot to his feet.

That batch of Body Tempering Pills was military stock he'd been secretly selling off.

If anyone found out, he'd lose his position as Deputy Commander.

"Send people to investigate!"

He gritted his teeth. "Whoever took the goods, they're dead!"

The middle-aged man hurriedly nodded and turned to leave.

Zhao Tianxiong sat back down, a vicious glint flashing in his eyes.

In the Wilderness.

Lin Feng put away the pouch and turned to leave.

He didn't notice the palm-sized Tracker at the woman's waist.

The red dot on the Tracker was moving slowly.