The next morning.
After breakfast, Jiang Lan said goodbye to Shen Qingqiu and headed straight for the north of the city.
Once outside the north gate, he pushed his Wind-Walking Step to the limit and raced toward the boundary between the outer and middle zones.
A few minutes later, he arrived.
This time, Jiang Lan could clearly feel that the world around him was completely different.
Before, a Ferocious Beast had to be within two hundred meters for him to sense it clearly.
Now that his spirit had increased, that range had nearly doubled.
Whenever a Ferocious Beast moved within a three- to four-hundred-meter radius, he could sense its approximate location directly through fluctuations in spiritual energy.
On his previous trips out of the city, he had actually wasted most of his time searching for Ferocious Beasts.
Killing a Fourth Tier Ferocious Beast took only a few seconds, but finding one sometimes took fifteen or twenty minutes.
Now, though, things were different.
What did it mean to be a human radar?
All he had to do now was jog around using Wind-Walking Step with his senses active, find a beast, and go kick it to death.
Jiang Lan spent the entire morning crisscrossing the Wilderness Zone.
By ten in the morning, twelve kills.
By noon, twenty.
By three in the afternoon, thirty-four.
This pace was nearly fifty percent faster than his last trip out of the city.
And Jiang Lan did not even feel particularly tired.
At four o'clock sharp, Jiang Lan stopped hunting.
By then, he had collected a full thirty-eight bottles of essence blood in his backpack.
That was only because collecting essence blood and Beast Cores took quite a bit of time.
Otherwise, he might have been able to double his efficiency again.
Still, Jiang Lan was