To the west of Wushan Town stood a small mountain called Wu Mountain.
Wushan Town was named after it.
There were some small wild animals on Wu Mountain, while large beasts occasionally appeared in its depths.
It was late autumn now, and the ground was covered with many dry fallen leaves.
As soon as one stepped on them, they would make a sound and alert the animals.
This season should have been the hardest time of the year to hunt.
However...
Moke walked through Wu Mountain with a calm, elegant air about him.
He moved without a sound, as though riding the wind, as if he had merged with heaven and earth.
A moment later, Moke's eyes lit up.
Ahead, two small sika deer were lowering their heads to graze, occasionally looking around warily.
"Today, you'll be my extra meal." Moke's lips curled upward. Then his lips moved slightly as he silently began chanting a magic spell.
As he wielded the spiritual energy in his mind, the wind-element magical power stored in Moke's chest began to gather and connect with the magical elements between heaven and earth.
Less than a second later, Moke's gaze suddenly sharpened!
"Whoosh!"
Several Wind Blades suddenly formed out of thin air, spinning as they swept toward the two distant sika deer.
The Wind Blades were incredibly fast and well concealed. The two deer only reacted when the blades drew close, but by then it was already too late!
Several Wind Blades swept across the vulnerable areas of the two deer, such as their necks and abdomens. They easily sliced through their fur, and blood seeped out as the animals tried to struggle away.
But their neck arteries had been torn open, and their abdomens had been cut with huge gashes. The moment they moved, their internal organs cruelly spilled all over the ground.
The two sika deer soon collapsed, twitching on the ground before falling completely still.
Second-level wind magic—Wind Blade!
A first-level Wind Blade could only release a single cyan blade at a time.
But a second-level Wind Blade could already release several Wind Blades simultaneously.
After consuming Holy Dragon Essence Blood, Moke's spiritual energy had already surged tremendously. Now, after another year and a half of cultivation, he had become a Fifth-Level Mage.
He could almost cast second-level Wind Blades instantly, and he could easily control their trajectories. That was why he had been able to strike the two deer's vulnerable necks and abdomens so precisely.
With a few leaps, he arrived beside the deer carcasses. Moke took a sharp knife from his spatial ring and began skinning and deboning them.
His lips moved slightly as he cast water-element magic. A small stream of water suddenly appeared in the air, as if a spring had opened up and water was endlessly pouring from it.
As Moke skinned and deboned the deer, it washed away the flowing blood.
Third-level water magic—Water Condensation Technique!
Water Condensation Technique was a sustained spell. As long as one still had magical power, it could continue without end.
It was also an evolvable spell. A Saint Realm Water Condensation Technique could reverse rivers and flood an entire city in an instant.
With the aid of several small spells, Moke quickly cleaned the two small sika deer.
Then, carrying the two prepared deer, Moke circulated the Holy Dragon Battle Qi within him, which had already reached the level of a Fifth-Level Warrior. His movements immediately became much lighter as he swiftly weaved through the forest.
A year and a half had passed, and Moke had reached the fifth level in both magic and battle qi.
Moreover, once he transformed into a Holy Dragon Warrior, he could directly rival an Eighth-Level Warrior!
Although his level had increased, the extent of his strength increase after transforming had not diminished!
This was the terrifying aspect of a Holy Dragon Warrior!
Only eight years old, yet already an Eighth-Level Warrior!
It had to be said that Moke was practically monstrous now.
As he neared the foot of Wu Mountain, Moke slowed down and walked toward Baruch Mansion.
When he passed the clearing on the eastern side of the woods, the youths from the three groups were still training.
"It's Young Master Moke! Young Master Moke hunted beasts on Wu Mountain again!"
"I'm so jealous of Young Master Linley. He gets to eat the wild game Young Master Moke hunts every day!"
"I'm more jealous of Young Master Moke. He doesn't have to train here with us."
"If you had Young Master Moke's talent, Lord Hillman would let you skip training too!"
Seeing Moke descend the mountain with the deer in hand, the youths who were training could not help whispering among themselves.
Hearing their mutters, Moke smiled as well.
Half a year ago, he had already suggested to Hogg that he no longer needed to train with Hillman.
The reason Hogg had agreed was because of the extreme self-discipline and astonishing improvement Moke had displayed, leaving Hogg with nothing to say.
Though that had only been a small portion of what Moke had revealed.
In the largest group, eight-year-old Linley was already training alongside the older children.
The moment he saw Moke, a bright smile appeared on his face.
From the corner of his eye, he saw Moke wave at him. The two prepared sika deer seemed to give off the fragrance of meat, making Linley involuntarily swallow.
Ever since his brother Moke had been allowed to train alone half a year ago, the family had never lacked wild game. Linley and little Wharton ate until their bellies were round every day.
"Hmph!"
At that moment, a cold snort suddenly came from ahead.
The youths all looked miserable. "Oh no, the Great Demon King is coming!"
Sure enough, Hillman quickly walked over, weaving through the group of youths.
Whenever he spotted someone slacking off or performing a movement incorrectly, he gave them a whip.
"If you don't want to take part in training, that's fine!"
Hillman's voice rang out. "Whoever can become a Second-Level Warrior before turning twelve, I'll allow you to stop attending training!"
"A Second-Level Warrior?"
Hearing Hillman say that, the youths all shook their heads.
Among them, only those with good talent could reach the level of a Second-Level Warrior when they were close to sixteen.
Ordinary people would only be First-Level Warriors even when nearing adulthood.
"Reaching the level of a Second-Level Warrior before twelve is already a relaxed condition I've given them."
Hillman looked at Moke's departing back, amazement in his eyes. "Young Master Moke became a Second-Level Warrior before he was even eight."
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The ground suddenly began to shake, as though some colossal creature had entered Wushan Town!
Then, sounds of an argument came from the center of Wushan Town.
"Not good!"
Hillman's expression changed. He stomped the ground and shot toward the place where something had happened.
"Rory, keep an eye on the children!" Hillman did not forget to instruct Rory, a member of the guard squad.
Unfortunately, the children had already been drawn in by the enormous commotion and immediately descended into chaos.
Worried that something had happened in Wushan Town, Linley followed Hillman amid the confusion.
When he reached the center of town, he saw the thing that had caused the ground to shake: a colossal creature even taller than the houses, with fist-sized nostrils spewing scorching hot air!
"That's a Seventh-Level Magical Beast, a Velociraptor?!" Hillman sucked in a cold breath.
"This is a Seventh-Level Magical Beast, a Velociraptor?"
Linley felt as if his heart had stopped beating. He stood frozen in shock.
The colossal creature stood taller than the surrounding houses and was dozens of meters long. Its body was covered in red scales the size of washbasins, while its thick limbs and sharp fangs made one's blood run cold.
At that moment, eight-year-old Linley felt his blood boiling.
Compared to this colossal creature, the mercenary squad standing opposite it looked utterly insignificant.
Moreover, Linley noticed a robed man standing atop the Velociraptor's head.
"Is that... a mage?" Linley thought blankly.
"Linley!"
A voice suddenly startled Linley awake.
"Brother!"
Linley turned and saw Moke rushing over, then shielding him behind his back.
Moke was furious. "Why are you here? Don't you know it's dangerous here?"
Although he knew Linley was the protagonist and was unlikely to die young,
Moke had transmigrated here himself, so perhaps the plot would not necessarily follow the original story.
That was why Moke truly worried that something might happen to Linley.
The current Linley was not the transcendent being he would become in the future. He was only Moke's younger brother.
"I'm fine, Brother." Linley was somewhat afraid of Moke and shrank his neck at that moment.
"Brother, what happened? Is the person on that Velociraptor a mage?"
"He seems to have gotten into a conflict with those mercenaries." Linley cleverly changed the subject.
"Yes, that person is a mage. It seems they're fighting over something."
Moke spoke as he protected Linley.
At that moment, countless things flashed through his mind.
He had been here for too long, so long that he had forgotten some of the events that were supposed to happen.
For example, an Eighth-Level Dual-Element Mage and a group of mercenaries were now fighting over a crystal diamond, nearly destroying an entire street of Wushan Town.
And soon afterward, two Saint Realm experts would battle in the skies above Wushan Town.
That incident would leave more than a thousand people in Wushan Town dead or injured!
Moke gritted his teeth. "Absolutely, absolutely cannot let that happen!"
After living in Wushan Town for eight years, many people here were no longer characters who had not even been mentioned in the novel.
They were living people by his side, uncles and elders who always kindly called him Young Master Moke.
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