Chapter 38: Little Monster, Small Life Big Appetite

  "What is this?"

  Xu Yang was somewhat curious, and saw that the thing that had fallen to the ground was a mess of black and white fur, dirty and disheveled. Despite falling from such a great height, it didn't seem to have suffered any serious injuries. Its two small paws were already stretching out, and it was preparing to make a run for it.

  Xu Yang flipped his palm, and a stream of adhesive Xuanli gushed out. The dirty little creature flailed its four claws in vain, but was stuck to Xu Yang's palm.

  This is a very strange-looking small animal, it's just a fist-sized meatball, with a mouth that occupies a quarter of its body, and four short little legs.

  "What kind of species is this, I've never seen it before. Even the ancient sect's scripture pavilion doesn't have any introduction about this animal." Xu Yang was stunned, what kind of dirty little creature with a big mouth was this, he really couldn't tell.

  The little monster's pair of black eyes rolled around, and when it found Xu Yang looking at it, it quickly closed its eyes. Its four short legs kicked out, and its meatball-like body stiffened up.

  "Playing dead?" Xu Yang was both angry and amused. How could he be so blatant about playing dead? Didn't he think he wouldn't get away with it?

  A stream of flame-like energy shot out from his palm and roasted the small monster's abdomen.

  "Waaaah......" A mournful cry echoed, the little monster jumped three feet high and fell back into Xu Yang's palm, still rolling around non-stop.

  It seemed to have realized that playing dead had failed, and it flipped over and got up. Its two small eyes shone with a fierce light, and its mouth made a rumbling sound, as if threatening.

  Xu Yang grasped its hind neck skin with one hand, and the little monster that was trying to show "I'm very ferocious" surrendered, lowering its four limbs.

  "This is absolutely not an ordinary species." Xǔ Yáng saw that the little monster's fur was scorched and charred in the spot where he had applied his Huǒ Xuán power, but there wasn't even a single trace of scorching. He immediately made this judgment.

  "Even if it's a fierce beast, it should just be a young animal in its infancy. It will take at least a hundred years for it to mature. Forget it, let it go." Xǔ Yáng shook his head and with a wave of his arm, a gentle stream of mystical energy enveloped the small beast, depositing it onto the grassy plain ahead.

  The little monster was a bit dazed, wasn't this human supposed to eat it? It quickly found a tree root to hide behind and stealthily poked out half of its head to observe this strange human.

  Xu Yang's stomach was empty, a wave of hunger came. He took out a bag of dried meat, several dry cakes and a jug of clear water from the cave, and started eating.

  Building the foundation of Xuan, advancing to the rank of Xuan Shi, the physical body will undergo a tremendous enhancement, and the demand for food will also be extremely high. Like Xu Yang, this freak who condensed the Eight Poles Xuan Wheel, when breaking through, one meal's worth of food can match the portion of seven or eight people.

  Fortunately, Xu Yang was well-prepared and had brought enough dry rations, dried meat and clean water, otherwise he would have gone hungry.

  A rustling sound came, and Xu Yang's senses were now acute. He immediately became aware of it and turned his head to look, only to find that the small beast he had just released was cowering and crawling towards him, about 7 or 8 meters away.

  It's funny that when Xuyang saw it, the little monster immediately stopped in its tracks, four legs stiffened, and belly up pretending to be dead.

  Xu Yang's forehead broke out in a cold sweat, this little guy had made playing dead a habit.

  While Xuyang lowered his head and continued eating, the little monster quietly crawled a few more steps forward.

  Xu Yang seemed to have figured it out, and this little guy's target was none other than his own bag of dried meat.

  Xu Yang shook his head. In the dull and profound mountain where he was cultivating, this little monster with a bit of spiritual intelligence had brought him quite some fun. He pinched up a piece of dried meat and threw it in the direction of the little beast.

  The little beast's eyes lit up, and its disproportionately large mouth drooled with sparkling saliva. Its short legs sprang into action, and it leapt into the air, snatching the dried meat in mid-air.

  Xu Yang was speechless for a moment, his agile body almost deceived by its chubby figure and short legs.

  What left Xu Yang speechless was that after the little monster ate the piece of dried meat that was as big as its leg in three or two bites, it still wasn't satisfied. It walked a distance closer to Xu Yang, its beady little eyes staring at him unblinkingly, with an extremely obvious look of longing.

  Xu Yang threw two more pieces of dried meat over, and this time the little monster ate even faster, swallowing them in a few mouthfuls. Seeing Xu Yang was about to leave, it quickly ran to his side, circling around his pant legs, its almost invisible tail tip still wagging nonstop.

  "Those two pieces of dried meat are already half the size of its body!" Xu Yang's eyes widened in shock, "It was eaten in just a few bites, what kind of monster is this little guy, with an appetite bigger than its own body?"

  Thinking of his own concentration on the Xuan Wheel, Xu Yang steeled himself and grabbed the little monster's neck skin, throwing it far away. The gentle Xuan force wrapped around it, making it land lightly, then he blocked the cave entrance with a blue stone.

  The little monster sprang to its feet and ran to the entrance of the cave, scratching at it with its paws in an attempt to get inside. However, the fifty-jin heavy bluestone was too massive for it, and no matter how hard it tried, it was unable to move it. All it could do was crouch pitifully beside it.

  Of course, these are not what Xuyang can know now. He needs to concentrate on the remaining five Da Xuan Lun, although he has had successful experience with three Da Xuan Lun, but still cannot be careless.

  Ryūjinjō, The Castle of the Dragon God

  "Last night, you really met someone who raided Xu Yang's house at night. Who were they?" Li Wang held a cup of hot tea and savored it slowly.

  "It was three Xuan Shi," replied Li Feng respectfully. "Following Young Master's orders, I drove them away."

  "Ling Feng, you're too stupid. Three Xuan Shi level thieves and you didn't even leave one behind?" On the side, a woman in a fiery red long dress, Ling Yu Zhi, curled her lip and said, "Luckily you're still a mid-term master of the Mystic Arts."

  Li Feng's face turned red and he lowered his head deeply, not daring to argue. Li Wang smiled and said: "Don't blame Li Feng, it was I who told him not to use heavy hands."

  "It's strange, since you're friends with Xu Yang, why not help him thoroughly? Take this opportunity to give Qi Men Dao Chang a stern warning," said Li Yuanxi, puzzled. "If you help like this, lukewarm and half-hearted, it's hard to guarantee that Qi Men Dao Chang won't continue to find trouble with Xu Yang."

  Li Wang shook his head and laughed: "My good sister, you don't understand these things, just focus on refining your elixirs and become a 4th-grade alchemist as soon as possible!"

  After Li Yuanxi and Li Feng left, Li Wang sat alone in the small pavilion, gently blowing away the foam from the green tea water, took a sip, and muttered to himself: "If he defeats all his enemies, how will Xu Yang come to me for help in the future?"

  A gentle breeze blew through the courtyard, and Li Wang gave a low laugh. A hint of a smile appeared on his face, but it was impossible to gauge its depth. This young lord, who was not yet fifteen years old and had a sunny exterior, actually harbored an intense and complex mind that could not be easily deciphered.