Chapter 82: Hungry Wolves
Chapter 82: Hungry Wolves
Bad!
Something was wrong!
Mu Feng’s face turned serious, and he instinctively stopped walking, carefully scanning the surroundings.
Hu…
Night winds blew continuously; when he looked up, everything around was pitch black. This ancient town, which already looked lifeless during the day, appeared even more eerie at night.
Abandoned courtyards, ancient mottled walls, silent and deep streets… Everything seemed no different than before, but the sense of danger still lingered. After a thorough look, he finally spotted a line of crookedly written words on a well stone—”Young Master Mu Feng, I went back to bring people to rescue you.”
The writing was very messy, reddish in color, and not yet fully dry, carrying a faint scent of blood.
Chu San?
Seeing the blood-written message on the well stone, Mu Feng felt a surge of respect and realized it was a false alarm after all.
It seemed that kid Chu San was truly obedient and sensible. After nightfall, seeing that Mu Feng had not come out for a long time, he had followed Mu Feng’s instruction and left alone with the Green Serpent Sword. Unexpectedly, before leaving, unable to find paper or pen, he had even resorted to writing a message with his own blood, intending to hurry back to Jing Family Village to bring help.
Despite his young age, lack of experience or skills, he had shown a commendable side.
“Mountain folk truly are simple and honest!”
Mu Feng nodded, turned around carrying the unconscious Sky Splitting Tiger on his back and started to leave. But before he had gone far, he couldn’t help but stop again, concentrating on carefully observing the surroundings.
After seeing the blood-written message on the well stone, he had thought it was nothing but a false alarm. But the further he walked, the more he felt that something was not right; the sense of danger simply wouldn’t go away. Under the hazy moonlight, this lifeless little town looked no different from daytime, but upon closer attention, he felt as if there was something extra.
Not human presence, not ghosts, but… vitality!
The breath of life!
And this was exactly what this millennia-old town had originally lacked.
After news spread of the reappearance of the millennia-old blood-sucking zombie, the town’s residents had already fled in panic. There wasn’t a single soul during the daytime—completely lifeless—let alone at night. The sudden emergence of life’s breath clearly meant that someone or some fierce beast had broken in. Lurking in the darkness, waiting for an opportunity—it was clearly an enemy, not a friend!
“Who’s there? Show yourself!”
Mu Feng suddenly lifted his head and took a deep breath. He casually tore off a section of withered vine from a nearby wall, tied Sky Splitting Tiger securely on his back, and held the Overlord Spear at the ready.
After narrowly escaping death and emerging from deep underground, although exhausted, his instincts had not faded. He keenly detected the danger hidden in the darkness. With his Spiritual Power drained, even if he didn’t know exactly what the danger was at first, he only needed to gently flare his nostrils to realize he had already fallen into the enemy’s encirclement. Or rather, as soon as he had emerged from underground, he had stepped into the trap laid by the other party!
Awooo…
Sure enough, no sooner had he spoken than a shrill, drawn-out howl echoed from the darkness. From behind a dirt wall a hundred paces away, a dark figure suddenly appeared, its two eyes glowing green, especially conspicuous in the dark. One, two… more and more emerged from all around.
Wolf pack?
Mu Feng gasped, his pupils constricting.
The hungry wolves before him numbered at least a hundred, surrounding him from all directions. By the hazy moonlight, he could see their hungry bellies, their long-hanging tongues, and their fierce eyes. Clearly, this was a pack of hungry wolves, wild wolves starved nearly to madness.
In the wild, two kinds of animals are the most dangerous: those that are extremely hungry and those that are injured—far more vicious, even savage, than usual. Among them, wild wolves are the most fearsome; otherwise, why would there be so-called hungry wolf legends all over the Great Thousand World?
If a single wild wolf met a lion head-on, it would surely lose in a direct clash. But if it were truly starving mad, even knowing it was no match, the wolf would likely still pounce, trying to bite the lion—while the lion, despite its advantage, might actually be the one frightened. How terrifying a hungry wolf could be was thus easy to imagine!
Break through the encirclement, or hide in the dry well?
Scanning the surroundings, Mu Feng’s expression turned grave.
Hiding in the dry well was absolutely the worst option; Sky Splitting Tiger’s injuries were getting worse by the moment and couldn’t afford delay. But the surrounding hungry wolves were simply too many; how could he possibly force his way out carrying someone on his back?
Under normal circumstances, he wouldn’t fear even more hungry wolves—the more that came, the more he’d kill, perfect for further comprehending the Blood Refining Art. But today was not like usual; with his Spiritual Power exhausted and his energy drained, how could he handle such a large pack of hungry wolves?
The Blood Spear attack was fierce, and the Flying Sword was an even greater weapon of destruction, but without sufficient Spiritual Power, he simply couldn’t use them!
Awooo…
A shrill, long howl pierced the night sky.
Before Mu Feng could think carefully about how to respond, following the leader wolf’s long howl, a tall, hungry wolf took the lead and pounced, launching a probing attack. Killing it would surely incite the wolf pack’s fury; but if he were knocked down by it, probably the next moment, all hundred wolves would pounce together from every direction, attacking en masse.
A hundred paces, eighty paces, fifty paces… It started accelerating into a sprint!
Watching the approaching hungry wolf, Mu Feng didn’t even blink. The opponent’s strong, powerful limbs, sharp claws, and even a scar on its neck all became clearer and clearer.
As the distance closed, his heart began to beat faster involuntarily. He extended his right hand, and eighteen blood-red banners appeared. Yet even as beads of cold sweat seeped onto his forehead, he didn’t immediately cast them out. Suppressing his tension and impulse, he remained still, calmly waiting for the right moment.
The Spiritual Power in his body was nearly depleted; forget about the powerful Blood Spear and Flying Sword—even the protective treasure, the Eighteen Blood Witch Commands, could only be used once more, and barely at that. Whether he could seize this chance to break out of the encirclement depended entirely on this one move; there was no room for the slightest carelessness or mistake!
Awooo…
After a long howl, the leading hungry wolf ran faster and faster. Finally, it leaped high and pounced through the air with a ‘whoosh’.
“Now! Eighteen Blood Witch Commands, Seal!”
At the critical moment, Mu Feng gave a fierce shout, forcefully threw out the eighteen command banners in his right hand, and executed the ‘Seal’ technique from the Yinfeng Formation. At the same time, he slanted the sharp tip of the Overlord Spear upward and thrust it hard into the ground.
Attract, Seal, Kill!
Among the three great techniques of the Yinfeng Formation, the Attract technique was the most marvelous, able to draw in highly poisonous snakes and insects to lie in wait; the Kill technique was the fiercest, often the final blow; the Seal Character Mantra, however, was balanced between offense and defense, capable of instantly catching the enemy off guard. Combined with favorable timing and terrain, its effect could sometimes be more significant than directly using the Kill technique.
Sure enough, the ferociously charging hungry wolf was completely unprepared. Under the pressure of the Yinfeng Formation, its body shuddered, and just as its sharp claws came within reach of Mu Feng, it suddenly sank downward. Right on target, its abdomen pressed down exactly onto the sharp Overlord Spear.
Thud…
The sharp Overlord Spear pierced the hungry wolf’s abdomen without a doubt.
From a distance, it looked as if Mu Feng had been standing still the whole time, while the fierce hungry wolf, like a moth drawn to a flame, had charged onto it by itself.
Awooo…
The caught-off-guard hungry wolf let out a shrill cry of misery. Unfortunately, before it could even grasp what had happened, following Mu Feng’s fierce shout, the blood and Yang Energy in its body were suddenly drained, condensing into a sparkling Blood Pearl!