Hunting for Blood Food, the Kui Ox Spear Technique!

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In the Great Wilderness, the strong reigned supreme!

Sitting around the stone table, Qingyang Huan savored his father's words. He suddenly discovered a domineering side to his father he had never seen before.

In this wilderness, fists more often did the talking.

"Enough talking. Huan'er, Mother made your favorite Brocade Forest Bird." Soon, the woman's voice rang out as she entered the house carrying a large stone basin, rich fragrance curling from it.

Although Qingyang Huan's family headed the Qingyang Clan, they were no different from the other households in the tribe. Stone basins were brought out one after another, crowding the entire stone table.

"With A Hao away from the tribe, it's been so long since you father and sons were together." Looking at Qingyang Huan and Qingyang Luan seated beside the stone table, the woman grew somewhat wistful.

Qingyang Jue, however, showed no particular reaction and promptly said, "Eat. Our little Huan'er has grown up. All three of my children are brave and fierce."

Qingyang Huan reached straight into a stone basin, grabbed the large Brocade Forest Bird, and wolfed it down.

This was a bird-type fierce beast containing blood Qi. Its meat was delicious, but it was not ferocious. Some were raised in captivity in the Qingyang Mountain Range specifically to replenish the blood Qi of the tribe's children when they were young.

Qingyang Huan had grown up eating Brocade Forest Bird meat and was very fond of it.

The family had not been together for a long time, and without thinking, none of them brought up tribal affairs again. The woman did not touch the food either, simply watching Qingyang Huan wolf it down with a hint of a smile in her eyes.

Although stone basins covered the table, Qingyang Huan, his father, and his brother soon finished all the meat. Let alone Qingyang Jue-even Qingyang Huan could now eat an entire small beast if he ate his fill. Martial cultivation was more a matter of drawing in blood Qi.

"Huan'er, you needn't concern yourself with the ore vein anymore. It isn't something we can finish mining in a day or two anyway. It won't be too late to go once the First Elder has stabilized his strength."

After gulping down all the blood wine in the jar, Qingyang Jue wiped his mouth with his large hand and looked at Qingyang Huan again as he spoke.

"Your father won't interfere with how you cultivate anymore. But no matter what, the martial path was born for combat. However you cultivate, you cannot avoid killing. Some of the tribe's children are now cultivating according to the method you brought out, but they need to consume three or four times more blood Qi than before."

Before Qingyang Jue could speak, Qingyang Huan had already answered, "Father, I understand. I'll hunt blood food for the tribe to supply those little ones as they start cultivating anew. I happen to need to hone my combat techniques too."

After fighting the tribal warriors of the Inkstone Mountain Tribe, Qingyang Huan had also discovered his shortcomings. Despite possessing tremendous strength exceeding ten thousand jin, he had actually been matched by these warriors who roamed the wild forests year-round. He needed to thoroughly hone his combat techniques.

He also happened to want to see just how many surprises the children cultivating with the new Body Casting method would bring the tribe. Qingyang's strength did not depend on him alone, and he also wanted to venture out and see the world. When that time came, the tribe's safety would naturally depend on these children. After all, Qingyang belonged not only to him, Qingyang Huan, but also to these children.

The Qingyang Clan had established itself upon this ancient, untamed land and flourished for two thousand years. It had long since developed a complete cultivation path for nurturing the tribe's children, and even he was no exception. However, because he was the clan's young lord, although the Body Casting steps were the same, the resources he consumed far exceeded those of the other children.

Sixty li south of the Qingyang Mountain Range lay a stretch of rolling hills spanning only a little over ten li.

Qingyang Huan sat cross-legged atop the highest ridge. Blood Qi wreathed his entire body, and a faint, blood-colored glow enveloped the surrounding rocks-the phenomenon of flesh giving rise to dawnlight.

Moreover, this phenomenon showed signs of stretching unbroken like mountain ridges, a manifestation of his having refined pure blood Qi into his blood vessels.

At this moment, he had casually tied the stone spear to his back with a hemp rope, while a bronze spear half a zhang long stood embedded in the rock before him. Mottled bloodstains marked the bronze spear; clearly, it had already tasted plenty of blood.

Abruptly, he opened his eyes, and a faint bloody gleam flashed through them before vanishing.

"The elders of the clan said the Kui Ox Spear Technique was a spear technique our Qingyang ancestor obtained in the outside world back then. It has nine forms in all."

"The Kui Ox is a great terror of the Great Wilderness, a mutant beast that can destroy mighty cities and ancient clans with a single strike, leaving tens of millions of corpses. Legends say the Kui Ox comes and goes wrapped in wind and rain, its breathing sounds like thunder, its light eclipses the sun and moon, and its strength tears heaven and earth apart. The Kui Ox Spear Technique was created by imitating the divine form of that great terror, the Kui Ox."

Clang!

The next moment, Qingyang Huan rose and pulled the bronze spear from the rock. This was a war spear he had chosen from the clan before leaving to hunt. Though the stone spear was wondrous, it was somewhat too short for him.

The nine forms of the Kui Ox Spear Technique constituted one of the Qingyang Clan's foundational combat techniques. The entire Kui Ox Spear Technique was engraved on nine stone steles, hidden within the ancestral hall deep in the mountain range.

From its first form, Kui Ox Emerges from the Mountain, to its ninth, Kui Ox True Body, the Kui Ox Spear Technique combined offense and defense. If thoroughly mastered as a whole, every strike could carry wind, rain, and thunder.

"Kui Ox Emerges from the Mountain!"

Qingyang Huan roared. Blood Qi erupted, flowing like water over the entire bronze spear as he struck toward an ancient tree ten zhang away.

A savage presence poured from the bronze spear like a great terror rampaging headlong. At once, the ancient tree, thick enough to encircle with both arms, was smashed into powder.

"Wind and Rain Gather!"

Without the slightest pause, he swept the bronze spear out again, blood-colored light shimmering over it. His blood Qi stirred the air into surging currents, unleashing a thunderous howl.

"Surging Thunder!"

The two spear forms whipped up wind, rain, and thunderous howls, building his momentum to its peak. In an instant, a speck of blood-colored light gathered at the spear tip, blossoming into a chi-long bloody spear gleam as he thrust!

Boom!

Like thunder exploding, bloody light shot from the bronze spear and pierced the void, traveling more than ten zhang before bursting in midair!

Clang!

After that strike, Qingyang Huan's arm felt as though it bore a crushing weight of ten thousand jun. The bronze spear plunged into the ground, and his face was somewhat pale. Clearly, the three spear forms had taken a considerable toll on him, and he had not thoroughly mastered the transitions between them!

It looks like I still need more practice. Of the Kui Ox Spear Technique's nine forms, I can only control three now. If I haven't even mastered these as a whole yet, how can I cultivate the remaining six?

Father said that even he has only just cultivated the Kui Ox Spear Technique to its eighth form. With the ninth form, Kui Ox True Body, he simply cannot reproduce the Kui Ox's true divine form. Without having seen a real Kui Ox, that great terror, there is no way to imagine or guess at its imposing might as it comes and goes wrapped in wind and rain, thunder rumbling at its slightest movement!

"If I get the chance in the future, I'll definitely find a Kui Ox, capture it, and tether it in the Qingyang Mountain Range so our Qingyang clansmen can observe its divine form and cultivate the Kui Ox Spear Technique."

At this thought, Qingyang Huan could not help muttering fiercely. Then he glanced at the sun, which had already slanted westward. He did not intend to practice his spear technique any further that day. He needed to hunt fierce beasts and then return to the tribe as night approached.

By now, he had been hunting blood food for the tribe for over half a month. Of course, it was simply impossible for him alone to hunt enough fierce beasts. Since he could not achieve the quantity, he sought a solution through quality.

These past days, he had brought two or three fierce beasts at the peak of Body Casting back to the clan every day. The blood Qi essence of one such peak Body Forging Realm fierce beast was several times, or even dozens of times, richer than that of other fierce beasts. One was worth ten.

Soon, bronze war spear in hand, he headed down the low hill. Over these past few days, he had already swept through this small stretch of hills spanning only a little over ten li.

The setting sun sank, and faint shadows veiled the sky. Dense, wild forests covered the ancient land, making the woods seem filled with shadowy apparitions. At this moment, Qingyang Huan returned to the Qingyang Mountain Range just like that, dragging three fierce beasts several zhang in size behind him.

"Big Brother Huan is back! Big Brother Huan caught fierce beasts for us and brought them back!"

He had barely entered the mountain range when a whole string of little children came rushing up. Some even had snot bubbles clinging to their faces and kept sniffling.

These children were not afraid of the thick reek of blood on Qingyang Huan. A few even climbed straight onto the fierce beasts, letting Qingyang Huan drag them along as well.