Hurry! The Wind Wolfmen have snatched Ancestor Tang San!

That night, Li Changsheng opened his weary eyes and suddenly felt a strange, cooling sensation wash over his entire body. At the same time, his brow began to itch, so he raised his hand to brush against it.

Rip!

It was a simple touch, but as his fingertips brushed his brow, the Night-Startling Spear mark suddenly loosened, as if it were peeling away.

In an instant, the Night-Startling Spear appeared in his outstretched hand.

Before he could even get a firm grip, the spear plummeted and struck his abdomen.

Yet, it was unexpectedly light, no different from a sheet of paper landing on his skin.

Li Changsheng, who had been dazed from sleep, was instantly wide awake.

How is this Night-Startling Spear so light? And how did it even appear?

Li Changsheng stood there, stunned for a moment by the sudden appearance of the weapon.

He then stood up, picked up the Night-Startling Spear, and placed it gently on the floor.

Bang!

The floor, which had already been smashed into a large hole, instantly developed another hole of equal size.

Li Changsheng grew thoughtful, a flash of wisdom crossing his eyes, before he lifted the Night-Startling Spear and pressed it against his brow.

Shhh!

In a blink, the two-meter-long Night-Startling Spear transformed into a flowing black light and adhered to the center of his brow.

Li Changsheng walked over to the room's mirror and lifted the hair hanging over his forehead.

A mark resembling a flowing black light—the Night-Startling Spear—floated there, with black, red, and gold colors shimmering within it.

"Interesting. Aside from being stored in the warehouse, this Night-Startling Spear can be stored directly in my brow? That is certainly convenient."

Li Changsheng understood, covered the mark with his hair, and straightened his clothes.

Feeling accustomed to this petite body and the power of the Night-Startling Spear, he recalled several spear techniques he had studied in the past. He felt certain that his plan to steal the Mysterious Heaven Skill tonight would be a success.

He opened the back window.

Li Changsheng leaped out and smoothly reached the back alley.

Though it was nearly midnight, the entire Spirit Soul Village remained lively; from afar, one could hear the shouts of the audience at the outer city's Soul Fighting Arena.

Li Changsheng did not run, choosing instead to walk leisurely down the street.

Tang San's home was not far from here. Even after ten thousand years, it had been well-preserved and remained in the form of the original blacksmith shop, including the surrounding woods—though after ten millennia, the original grove had grown into a dense forest.

Li Changsheng soon reached the forest on the outskirts of Tang San's former residence.

The forest was overgrown with Blue Silver Grass, covering the ground like a carpet. It felt soft underfoot, and the midnight dampness that clung to his clothes was quite refreshing.

Seeing the patrolling city guards and the brightly lit residence of Tang San from afar, Li Changsheng's expression grew solemn.

Because so many soul masters wanted to visit Tang San's former home, Li Changsheng had suggested to the village chief of that era long ago that they develop it into a tourist attraction to collect fees.

Later, the cake grew so large that even the Lord of Nuoding City grew jealous. Under the guise of protecting the ancestral home of Tang San, he dispatched troops, though in reality, he simply wanted to carve up the profits.

As far as I know, these city guards are not soul masters, and their weapons are merely ordinary spears. Only the commander is a Level 23 Great Soul Master with a Berserk Dog martial soul and a soul ring configuration of one white and one yellow. Due to regulations, they must patrol back and forth at night, so there is no way to enter Tang San's residence other than by force. If my appearance hadn't changed, I might have had a chance to sneak in. But now, there is only one way...

Li Changsheng recalled the information he had gathered. Given the current situation, he hadn't expected the night security here to be so strict.

"It's a good thing I have the Night-Startling Spear, otherwise this side quest would definitely fail."

Li Changsheng reached out and touched his brow.

A streak of black light flashed, and the Night-Startling Spear instantly fell into his hand.

A violent, baleful aura spread out, and a cold, chilling wind blew into the forest. The swaying trees emitted a rhythmic clattering sound, and even more eerily, the Blue Silver Grass within a one-meter radius of Li Changsheng instantly withered and turned to ash.

Feeling the surging power, Li Changsheng pulled off the mask he had prepared and put it on.

The mask was strange; from the outside, it resembled a wolf's head similar to a human face. It was covered in gray-white fur that hung down to his neck. Through the two empty eye sockets, Li Changsheng's originally clear, black-and-white eyes now glowed with a ghostly green light.

A werewolf!

Li Changsheng's current attire was undoubtedly that of a werewolf.

His petite frame looked somewhat comical, but that was only from a distance. If one were to get close to him, they would feel the terrifying, dense murderous intent radiating from his body!

This was Li Changsheng's plan. A simple and convenient plan.

Disguise himself as a roaming Wind Wolfman bandit, wield the Night-Startling Spear, and rob the place directly!

Wind Wolfmen were natural-born bandits, a type deeply ingrained in people's minds. Appearing in this guise, ordinary people would surely be terrified, and soul masters, knowing that Wind Wolfmen were pack animals, would be even more fearful.

But perhaps there would be exceptions. If an exception arose, Li Changsheng would simply have to kill one to warn the hundred.

No one could stop him from becoming stronger! Whoever stood in his way would die! That was what the man who had spent ten thousand years in solitude thought.

Without another word, he gripped the Night-Startling Spear and walked toward Tang San's former residence step by step.

With every step, the Blue Silver Grass, which grew like waves, withered, rotted, and turned to dust meter by meter.

Li Changsheng watched it all, feeling an extreme sense of satisfaction in his heart.

Yes!

That's right!

Exactly so. Infinite lifespan might be the pursuit of all, but the journey toward that infinite lifespan is what's truly magnificent.

Beneath the werewolf mask, Li Changsheng gradually revealed a youthful smile.

"Halt! Who goes there? After seven in the evening, no outsiders are permitted near the former residence of Ancestor Tang San!"

The sound of clashing armor approached, accompanied by a dull, hoarse reprimand.

Li Changsheng raised his head and looked at the tall, officer-like figure walking toward him. A deep sense of disdain flashed within his green eyes behind the mask.

This fellow was the commander of these soldiers, a man named Zhao Hai, a level 23 Great Spirit Master whose spirit was a Berserk Dog. He was much like a dog himself. He usually looked down on the people of Spirit Soul Village and would bite anyone he saw, though if you gave him a Gold Soul Coin, he would smile more pleasantly than a dog.

Although Spirit Soul Village was famous, it hadn't produced any powerhouses in nearly ten thousand years; let alone someone of Tang San's level, they didn't even have a Spirit Elder! Of course, it had long been said that the core of Spirit Soul Village remained the Holy Soul Village of ten thousand years ago, while the surrounding town was filled with outsiders.

Soon, the surrounding patrol soldiers also gathered around.

Although everyone was wearing armor, the lazy, slack feeling they exuded could be clearly sensed from far away.

"It's a Wind Wolfman!"

After Zhao Hai used the light from a spirit guidance lamp to clearly see Li Changsheng's appearance, his murky eyes flickered, clearly startled.

It wasn't just surprise at Li Changsheng's short stature, but also the Night-Startling Spear in his hand! Werewolves could wield spears?

"What? A Wind Wolfman? The Wind Wolfman from the legends that likes to rape and pillage?"

"It's true! Hiss, I didn't expect there to be a Wind Wolfman within the borders of the Heaven Dou Empire!"

"I heard Wind Wolfmen are pack animals! Their strength is comparable to a Spirit Master! Are we surrounded?"

The soldiers following behind Zhao Hai did not look down on Li Changsheng just because he was short.

On the contrary, because they had never seen a werewolf before, they felt even more fear upon seeing one.

It had to be said, the Wind Wolfman mask spirit guidance device that Li Changsheng had spent a heavy sum to purchase was extremely realistic.

"Awoo!"

Li Changsheng thrust the Night-Startling Spear into the ground, tilted his head back, mimicked a wolf's howl, and let out a crisp cry, while simultaneously hooking his index finger to provoke Zhao Hai.

"A mere Wind Wolfman, you're courting death!" Zhao Hai was instantly enraged, his features twisting into a knot.

"Spread out and stand guard! Prevent a pack attack! Today, I'm going to skin this little wolfman!"

Zhao Hai's spirit was a mutated type of Berserk Dog. The villagers in the village where he was born all had common spirits like pugs, and he was the only one to have this mutation, which was how he achieved his current status.

He was the type of person who would ignite at the slightest provocation, perhaps due to the personality distortion brought on by his mutated spirit, so he was absolutely furious at the provocation from a small, lowly wolfman.

"Woof!"

The surrounding soldiers scattered instantly; they didn't want to be caught in the crossfire, and the smart ones were already preparing to run... they all knew something of the traits of Wind Wolfmen: they were pack animals!

A deep, canine bark rang out.

Zhao Hai's body began to change. His spirit was a mutated type, and while powerful, it had a drawback.

He dropped to the ground, his hands transforming into feet, and with his original legs, he stood on all fours. His hideous, scarred face also changed, baring its fangs, and his helmet was pushed off by a pair of long ears that sprouted out. The saliva dripping from his mouth emitted a thick, fishy stench.

One white and one yellow spirit ring gradually expanded...

"You're so long-winded just to release a spirit, you dead dog!"

Li Changsheng cursed angrily; he had done his research.

This Zhao Hai's spirit had a flaw: he had to strike a specific pose to release his spirit avatar, which wasted a great deal of time. This duration was enough to kill him a thousand times over!

The Night-Startling Spear thrust out violently.

It was just a simple thrust.

There was no complex radiance, no roaring thunder, and it was so fast that nothing could be seen; there was only black light submerging into the poignant night.

At the same time, the moment Li Changsheng thrust the Night-Startling Spear, a miserable shriek rang out.

"Whimper..."

A shattered head exploded, the bursting spirit ring dissipated, a dog-like scream echoed in the air, and only a headless corpse wearing armor remained on the ground.

That was truly blowing a dog's head to pieces!

Bang!

Li Changsheng planted the Night-Startling Spear on the ground.

His dark green eyes swept over the stunned soldiers.

"Awoo... why aren't you rolling away yet!" Li Changsheng mimicked a wolf again and shouted, dragging out his youthful voice in a reprimand.

Clatter, clatter...

More than a dozen soldiers dropped their weapons on the ground and ran for their lives.

In the blink of an eye, the patrol soldiers had all run away.

Li Changsheng put away the Night-Startling Spear, glanced at the headless corpse on the ground with his dark green eyes, flicked his long sleeves, and snorted coldly: "Once I, Li Changsheng, make a move, a Great Spirit Master with a dog's temper is reduced to ashes in the blink of an eye!"

After speaking, he twirled the spear, stepped directly over the corpse, and walked toward Tang San's former residence.

He kicked the door open.

Li Changsheng looked at the familiar interior furnishings, but he did not pause, walking straight into the bedroom.

The bed was still there. It had actually been auctioned off several times, but because the price was too high, it often failed to sell. Li Changsheng felt a moment of confusion; had no one really discovered the inheritance carved under the bed frame?

After quickly confirming that this was the only bed in the room, Li Changsheng summoned the Night-Startling Spear, pried off the bed frame, and used the spear to lift it up.

As expected, as long as it is attached to the Night-Startling Spear, no matter how heavy an object is, it becomes light.

Li Changsheng wore a thoughtful expression, then balanced the bed frame on the spear and dashed out at high speed.

He dared not waste time; those fleeing soldiers had definitely gone to seek reinforcements, and it wouldn't be long before a large number of Spirit Masters arrived here.

That single thrust just now had almost drained all his strength; if those soldiers hadn't run, it would have been truly troublesome.

"Help! Help! The Wind Wolfman has come down from the mountain! The Wind Wolfman has robbed the former residence of Ancestor Tang San!"

"The Wind Wolfman disregards human ethics and moral principles! He has desecrated the residence of the Sea God! He must be executed! He will face divine retribution!"

"Quick! Send reinforcements!"

Just as Li Changsheng had anticipated, the group of soldiers rushed into the streets, screaming frantically.

Soon, a massive contingent of Spirit Masters surged toward Tang San's former residence, and one could vaguely see Spirit Saint-level powerhouses flying through the sky...

But Li Changsheng, carrying the bed frame, had long since run away.

While sprinting, Li Changsheng suddenly heard a notification from the Myriad Worlds Sign-in System:

"Ding, mission to obtain the Mysterious Heaven Skill completed. Obtained skill: God of Wisdom!"