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Translator: Tamon
Zhao Wenzhuo sneered to himself. He was still a cultivator and would’ve had no trouble avoiding that hunter’s shot from ruining his storage bag. He was by no means drunk.
He let the arrow hit his bag to bait the stout man into the best position to attack him.
Sliding his hand over the storage bag would put his Senior Brother on guard, ruining his chances. The large distance between them also gave him ample time to react.
Using the excuse to gather his things, he would draw them closer and easily access the talisman to attack. The rest was history.
The stout middle-aged man was also focused on appropriating some pills, leaving him open.
“You’re going to die in agony, Zhao Wenzhuo!”
Ding Hai’s eyes were bloodshot with realization, but he had to focus on his fight against the demon bear.
Its power was beyond his expectations, at the mid Awareness Stage. A brawl was suicide!
His fate was sealed.
Xu Hei gawked from below.
“He’s a real piece of work, that guy. So Snake Catchers have their own conflicts.” The event opened his eyes.
“Can you blame me, Senior Brother Ding? We’ve both been stuck for years at the peak of early Qi Refining Stage. That item can only help one of us advance. No hard feelings.”
Zhao Wenzhuo was smug and confident in victory.
He didn’t forget to add his own contribution to the fight, in the form of a Windblade Talisman. Activating it, he struck Ding Hai twice, Li San once, and the two hidden villagers. The dead tell no tales, after all.
Then he sang through a strange cow horn flute, and wolf howls were heard.
The flute baited wolves to devour all the corpses and clean the crime scene.
His practiced motions came disturbingly easy.
Zhao Wenzhuo gathered the rest of his stuff.
He gave the ruined wine bottles another painful look, then left with a sigh.
“Senior Brother Ding, I also had to pay a heavy price for this plan.”
It wasn’t the wine’s loss that pained him, but the pills. He used them daily for cultivation but had more of them this time around to be convincing.
Three hundred meters away, the bleeding and dying Ding Hai hissed in despair, flinging the talisman he prepared for Zhao Wenzhuo at the demon bear.
Boom!
The two were blown away by the huge explosion. Ding Hai got the worst of it; his limbs were severed and his head popped.
The demon bear had it just a bit better, still alive, but his mane was singed black, with patches still burning and missing one eye.
Zhao Wenzhuo left, and wolves came in packs as they howled.
Their arrival spelled doom to any that might’ve survived.
Xu Hei didn’t care, just wanting this to be over fast so he could change lairs.
Not only a massacre took place here, but his lair reeked of wine.
Xu Hei was convinced he must’ve gotten on Mountain God’s bad side and got cursed.
“This place is ruined. I better find another one fast.”
Xu Hei took a deep breath and used his cultivation method to absorb the Spiritual Energy in the air to restore his mental faculties.
The thick Spiritual Energy in the wine and the pills seeped out and entered Xu Hei’s body, thawing him from the winter numbness.
“Eh?”
Xu Hei’s eyes lit up as he stared at the wine.
Cultivators made this spirit wine, adding herbs, poisonous herbs, turtles, and all kinds of spiritual ingredients. Now that it carried pills as well, the Spiritual Energy here grew much denser.
One whiff left Xu Hei feeling full.
“Humans have a saying: children can’t drink. But I’m an adult. A sip won’t hurt, right?”
Xu Hei gave the wine a taste.
He used his tongue to test it out, and the fire spread throughout his body, sharpening his mind and warming him up.
The fire soon receded from his body and mouth.
“That’s one hell of a strange taste.”
Giving it a few more licks, the fire returned, spreading to his head. His icy body grew nimbler as he got warmer, the stiffness gone. He also felt lighter.
Xu Hei’s eyes shone bright.
He lay on the ground and took a big gulp. Along with the searing spiciness burning his throat, he got more and more woozy.
“Oh~, my head. I can’t take it!”
Xu Hei went on a bender, drinking all the wine to the last drop.
He went as far as swallowing the dirt in which the wine seeped.
A fiery energy raced through his meridians and body, leaving Xu Hei feeling his belly was going to explode. The heat then spread to his entire body, making it unbearable.
He soon got used to it.
“What a strange side effect. Is this wine? Ha-ha!”
Xu Hei was over the moon, focusing entirely on absorbing it.
Slowly, Xu Hei felt his mind drifting like it was flying away from his body.
“What the…”
Xu Hei rose his head and found the entrance to his cave turning into three, then eight…
“I don’t recall making eight entrances.” Xu Hei was baffled.
His body grew hotter and hotter as more and more energy gathered until he felt like he was going to explode.
His mind was overtaken by it.
“W-who told ya to turn into eight? Messing around, are ya? Turn back, I say!”
Xu Hei roared and lashed out at the wall, blowing up his cave.
The boom was huge, destroying his lair and sending stones and dirt flying. The ground shook like a bomb went off.
The wolves whined in fright but found a slender figure sailing through the sky before splatting on the ground.
Realizing it was just a blasted snake, they returned to cleaning duty.
…
A cold wind whistled through the forest, carrying snowflakes.
As the snow picked up, the ground was blanketed in white, a desolation of purity.
The only movement in this white hell was that of the roaming wolves pouncing at the buried corpses and the wailing survivors as they breathed their last.
As for the demon bear, blind in one eye and singed fur, it limped from the broken paw.
The wolves surrounded it, glaring at their new prey. Two lay dead at its feet from an earlier attempt. Now they were just staring.
Roar!
The bear snarled, and the wolves kept their distance.
Xu Hei watched the white forest, vision spinning. He didn’t know which way was up or down.
His skin felt on fire, melting the snow around him.
Besides the dizzy spell he was under, he felt a hunger like no other.
“I’m starving!”
“Eh? Where did all these rabbits come from?”
Xu Hei cocked his head at the lunging wolves.
Rabbits kept bouncing all over in his vision, multiplying under his very eyes.
Driven by curiosity, Xu Hei crawled over, yet the rabbits came for him with bare fangs.
“Now rabbits have the nerve to attack me? Who do you think you are, wolves?”
Xu Hei’s temper flared, and he jumped into the fray, opening his mouth at the first incoming wolf and swallowing it whole.
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