Chapter 12: Hone, Train, Improve

As he neared the Camp, Chu Mu could already see other members of Nightmare Devil Island. Most of these members were quiet and kept to themselves. When they saw Chu Mu, they might at most take a special look at the Soul Pet he was carrying, just to size up their potential opponent first.

“Ha! Chu Mu, when did you turn into one of those pampered young misses from a wealthy family? Hahaha, you’re killing me!” A strange, mocking voice rang out.

Chu Mu immediately looked towards the source of the sound, his gaze indifferent as he stared at a teenage boy with a long face.

The long-faced boy was named Tang Xian. He had entered this Nightmare Devil Island at the same time as Chu Mu. This guy gave people a feeling of disgust at first glance, shamelessly showing off his arrogant and self-important side.

And beside this guy, there was a giant rat-type Soul Pet about one meter long, its body covered with thin scales. Two pale white fangs were exposed to the air, making it look somewhat aggressive…

Chu Mu also recognized this Soul Pet. It was a very common Steel Fang, probably of medium-grade. And from the form of this Steel Fang, one could tell it was likely around the third stage!

“Put down your Little Fox and let my Steel Fang have it as a meal?” Tang Xian jeered.

Chu Mu couldn’t be bothered with this guy. After silently noting the Soul Pet this enemy possessed, he simply walked straight into the Camp.

“Another tough opponent to deal with…” The sneering laughter behind him grew even more unrestrained, but Chu Mu just muttered to himself.

Tang Xian’s Steel Fang was medium-grade with third-stage strength. After more than two months of training, it would definitely reach the fifth or sixth stage. It probably wouldn’t be weaker than those Fang Wolves the Stewards had. Chu Mu needed to prepare in advance, because before any Mutation, Mo Xie was still just on the weaker side of medium-grade…

After returning to his own Wooden Cabin, Chu Mu placed Mo Xie on the ground. He then washed up and applied some medicine to some of his festering wounds to prevent infection.

Little Mo Xie was also quite clean. While Chu Mu was washing, it also jumped in to bathe, and then leaped onto Ting Yu’s soft bed. It rolled its wet body around on it, drying itself off.

“Hmm… Forget it, she probably won’t be back that soon.” Chu Mu thought for a moment and decided not to stop Little Mo Xie from messing up Ting Yu’s bed.

To train a Soul Pet, one must start with understanding. You have to first know what abilities and characteristics your Soul Pet possesses.

Moonlight Foxes couldn’t be considered very common creatures. Chu Mu wasn’t very familiar with what abilities a Moonlight Fox had.

There was a thick Beast Guide on the cabinet next to the bed. Chu Mu opened it and searched for information on Moonlight Foxes.

Moonlight Fox: Demon Beast Realm – Spirit Demon Type – Fox Tribe – Moonlight Fox sub-tribe.

“So the Moonlight Fox belongs to the Spirit Demon Type, I thought it was Bestial Type…”

“Moonlight Foxes are lower-medium grade, belonging to agile-type Soul Pets. Their combat power is average. Their main method of attack is with their claws. Their fur has resistance properties. Their eyes can use charm magic, weakening an enemy’s fighting spirit.”

“The Moonlight Fox’s Racial Skill is: Moonfrost Radiance!”

“The Moonlight Fox’s basic skills are: Moon Shadow, Charm, Lovely-sad!”

“The Moonlight Fox’s main skills are: Tearing Claw, Shadow Assault!”

“The Moonlight Fox’s advanced skill is: Moonlight Blade!”

After reading the picture guide and introduction for the Moonlight Fox, Chu Mu gave a bitter smile. Looking at Little Mo Xie, who was lying with its eyes narrowed on the soft bed, he said:

“Low grade, and its skills are pitifully few. It only has two or three attacking skills. Too poor…”

The Moonlight Fox’s Racial Skill, Moonfrost Radiance, was an ability every Moonlight Fox possessed. It could be mastered without needing special training.

Among the basic skills, Moon Shadow, Charm, and Lovely-sad, Chu Mu had already seen Little Mo Xie use Moon Shadow. As for the other two skills, it probably hadn’t mastered them yet and would need to slowly comprehend them during its growth and evolution.

“Take it one step at a time.”

Chu Mu comforted himself. Little Mo Xie had great potential. The urgent task now was to raise its combat power. If he didn’t get into the top ten, Chu Mu would still end up dead anyway.

…

After resting a while in the Wooden Cabin, Chu Mu took Mo Xie and left the Camp. He brought Mo Xie to an open grassy area and began formal training.

“Mo Xie, besides Moon Shadow, what other abilities do you have? Show me,” Chu Mu said.

Little Mo Xie lifted its head, giving a resentful look at the bright sunlight, and then let out a pitiful whimper. It meant its abilities could only be fully used by relying on Moonlight.

“Give me your paw,” Chu Mu said to Little Mo Xie.

Mo Xie obediently stretched out its soft little paw, its soft pads resting on Chu Mu’s palm.

“Extend your claws,” Chu Mu said.

“Swish!” The claws from Mo Xie’s pads suddenly extended, about four centimeters long, like sharp blades. Chu Mu immediately felt a chill on his palm, and his skin showed obvious signs of being nicked by the outer layer.

Chu Mu didn’t mind this minor injury. Holding Mo Xie’s paw, he examined it carefully and then spoke. “Indeed, they are still just first-stage baby claws, and in the early state. Your agility is already pretty good, so we’ll train for offense first. We’ll hone your early-state baby claws to the mid-stage. Then you’ll have stronger offensive power.”

“Whine~” Little Mo Xie mumbled.

“Tearing Claw requires your baby claws to reach at least the mid-stage from early-stage, otherwise you can’t unleash the tearing effect at all. Let’s start with practicing on a tree trunk,” Chu Mu said to Little Mo Xie.

Little Mo Xie also hoped to get stronger soon. It quickly locked onto a tree about ten centimeters in diameter and attacked it with its baby claws!

“Swish!”

The baby claws crossed as they slashed, immediately tearing open the tree bark. Wood chips scattered.

“Keep going,” Chu Mu said.

“Swish! Swish! Swish!”

Little Mo Xie continuously used its left and right paws three times. Fairly deep marks appeared on the ten-centimeter-thick tree!

“Continue. Tear this tree until it breaks,” Chu Mu continued.

After letting out a low cry, Little Mo Xie immediately continued to whet its claws.

“Swish!”

Finally, after the eighth cross-slash with its Claw Blades, the small tree, ten centimeters thick and four meters tall, fell over.

“Whine~!”

Little Mo Xie’s claws were still in their most tender stage. Forcing itself to tear down a tree like this naturally caused serious wear to its claws. There were even faint traces of blood on them now.

“Keep going,” Chu Mu said.

“Whine~!”

Little Mo Xie immediately protested, raising its slightly bloodied paw. It meant its claws were already hurting.

“If you don’t hone them, these claws will always remain in the early state. Trust me, your claws will recover by tomorrow, and they will definitely be sharper than they are today,” Chu Mu said.