The feedback of Spirit Power could easily boost Chen Changqing’s cultivation to the Qi Refining Second Layer.
Even the Qi Refining Third Layer was not impossible.
Its potential was no less than that of their captain’s Nether雀.
However, with Chen Er Liu Zi’s character, the Little Black Tiger might starve to death any day; it was so thin, just skin and bones.
Even if it didn't starve to death, it might be secretly killed by someone.
The Little Black Tiger's corpse was very valuable.
It was a pity that the Black Tiger followed this scoundrel.
Chen Changqing's eyes also lit up as he looked at Little Black, his heart filled with excitement.
If he fed Little Black well, it wouldn't be long before he could advance to the Qi Refining First Layer.
This was Cultivation!
He had read so many Xianxia novels in his previous life, and his heart was full of longing for Cultivation.
He now desperately wanted to Cultivate.
Although, through the memories of his previous self, he knew that the path to immortality was difficult, and for a Mortal to Cultivate through beast-taming was even harder than ascending to heaven.
But the Creation Black Lotus in his mind gave him great confidence.
However, his current situation was not optimistic.
He owed Zhao Erhu a total of eighteen thousand copper coins, and if he couldn't pay it back within a month, his Little Black Tiger would be killed.
The most important thing right now was to hunt diligently.
Chen Changqing's sharp eyes scanned the surroundings, then he took down the bow and arrow from his back and pulled it with force.
The black fire lotus flame in Chen Changqing's mind erupted again, burning fiercely.
Wisps of strange energy drilled into his Physical Body.
Chen Changqing's mind once again became exceptionally ethereal and incredibly clear.
The bow and arrow in his hand also became exceptionally familiar.
He drew the bow, nocked an arrow, pulled back the string, and aimed at a distant leaf.
Chen Changqing's finger rested lightly on the bowstring, his gaze focused and sharp, as if the entire world had quieted down, leaving only that leaf swaying in the wind.
His breathing was steady, but his heartbeat quickened slightly, and the black fire lotus flame in his mind burned even more vigorously, as if injecting a mysterious power into him.
Chen Changqing had a feeling he could hit that swaying leaf.
At this moment.
The Little Black Tiger had already eaten the pig heart and pounced on another Wolfhound, instantly snatching the pig liver from the Wolfhound's mouth.
Zhao Erbao, the Wolfhound's owner, frowned and said coldly, “The master is a rogue, and this Spirit Pet is also a rogue; it doesn't exert itself during battle, but it's very active when eating.”
Zhao Erbao's voice was loud enough for everyone to hear clearly, and loud enough for Chen Changqing in the tree to hear.
Zhao Erbao, Captain Zhao Erhu's cousin, was also Zhao Erhu's number one sycophant.
Others feared Chen Changqing, but he did not; he was Zhao Erhu's cousin.
The reason Chen Changqing owed the captain gambling debts was because he and the captain had set him up.
The purpose was to make Chen Changqing work for them.
The hunters all looked up at Chen Changqing, a slight smile on their lips.
Chen Changqing was in a state of etherealness, his five senses exceptionally sharp, so he naturally heard the other party's words clearly; he was expressionless, suddenly drew his bow and nocked an arrow, and shot it at Zhao Erbao diagonally below him.
Zhao Erbao and the hunters' expressions all changed drastically.
But the arrow was imbued with Spirit Power, like lightning, moving extremely fast, arriving in an instant.
The sharp arrow instantly passed through Zhao Erbao's ear, then fiercely pierced into the Physical Body of a withered yellow monkey.
However, it only pierced in a little.
The black lotus in Chen Changqing's mind slowly burned, and a line of golden small characters appeared above the flame.
“Archery + 1”
Archery skills and insights flooded into his mind, along with a warm energy flowing into his arms.
Chen Changqing's eyes slightly brightened.
“Squeak, squeak...”
The withered yellow monkey shrieked in terror twice and retreated rapidly.
“Damn it, Dryad.”
The hunting team was startled when they saw the commotion.
Dryad, the most common small demon monkey on the outskirts of Yunwu Mountain, had a cultivation of Small Demon Second or Third Layer.
However, its body fur was the same color as tree trunks, allowing it to perfectly conceal itself.
Moreover, its speed was extremely fast, like lightning, and it excelled at sneak attacks; once it succeeded, it would immediately flee at high speed with its prey.
Many hunters outside Yunwu Mountain had lost their lives due to sneak attacks from tree monkeys.
The hunters, having experienced life and death, instantly calmed down, grabbed their bows and arrows at the first opportunity, and shot at the demon monkey.
Captain Zhao Erhu's Nether雀 also shot towards the demon monkey like a sharp arrow.
Even Zhao Erbao, who had rolled aside, startled by the sharp cry behind him, regained his composure and prepared to face the demon monkey.
But the demon monkey was extremely fast, disappearing into the depths of the dense forest in an instant.
Dryad were always like this, only engaging in sneak attacks; if one strike failed, they would immediately flee.
Chen Changqing, fearing the demon monkey would target him, quickly descended from the tree.
Little Black stood beside Chen Changqing, black Spirit Power surging around him, wary of the surroundings.
Everyone looked at Chen Changqing.
Zhao Erbao clutched his bloodied ear, his face full of lingering fear: “Changqing, thank you, truly thank you.”
Chen Changqing showed a kind smile: “You’re welcome, we’re all in the same hunting team.”
Zhao Erbao looked at Chen Changqing’s benevolent smile, feeling extremely ashamed in his heart.
He and the captain had set up Chen Changqing to swindle his money, and just now he had even ridiculed him, but the other party magnanimously saved his life.
He had even suspected that Chen Changqing wanted to shoot him dead.
Shameful.
“Changqing, your Archery is good.”
“Amazing.”
“Quick, let your Little Black eat meat, eat more.”
The hunting team's gazes towards Chen Changqing changed, becoming much more enthusiastic.
Just now, they had thought Chen Changqing was going to shoot Zhao Erbao dead, but they hadn't expected it was to save Zhao Erbao.
After all, Zhao Erbao had just been mocking Chen Changqing, but Chen Changqing magnanimously saved Zhao Erbao’s life.
This young man, Chen Changqing, was someone they could get along with.
Zhao Erhu looked at Chen Changqing, who appeared kind and innocent like a little white rabbit, but his eyes narrowed slightly.
Chen Changqing's arrow had indeed been very accurate.
However, Chen Changqing was not a good person.
Was piercing Zhao Erbao's ear intentional? Or accidental?
It shouldn't have been intentional; in an emergency, how could a casual arrow have such terrifying accuracy?
Zhao Erhu suppressed the doubts in his heart and looked at Chen Changqing cheerfully.
He would set up another trap later, making this kid owe more gambling debts.
He would make this kid hunt to repay his debts forever.
Zhao Erhu suppressed his thoughts and said in a deep voice, “Hurry up and clean up; if the smell of blood attracts stronger demon beasts, it will be dangerous.”
Upon hearing this, everyone quickly dissected the wild boars.
Soon, eight wild boars, two large and six small, were dissected.
The largest one weighed over fifteen hundred pounds.
The smallest one also weighed two hundred pounds.
Excluding the internal organs and intestines eaten by the Spirit Pets, there were three thousand pounds of wild boar meat and wild boar hide.
The harvest was quite abundant.
Three Wolfhounds, each carrying over three hundred pounds of wild boar meat.
Chen Changqing and the other six hunters each carried over two hundred pounds.
Captain Zhao Erhu carried nearly four hundred pounds.
The Little Black Tiger, though small, also carried over one hundred pounds.
The group, carrying wild boar meat, set off on their way home in a grand procession.
Captain Zhao Erhu's Nether雀 soared in the sky, observing for dangers and prey.
Among the crowd, Chen Changqing, carrying two hundred pounds of wild boar meat, was drenched in sweat, but his heart was filled with excitement.
Because the black precious lotus in his mind, after he carried the pork, its flame surged again and began to burn fiercely.
Mysterious power of Creation drilled into his Physical Body, assisting him in rapid training.
Within the pitch-black flames, every few minutes, a line of golden small characters would appear.
“Physical Body Quality + 1”
Chen Changqing felt wisps of special energy flowing into his limbs and bones.
His whole body was warm and hot, exceptionally comfortable.
Every cell in his Physical Body was slowly strengthening.
Carrying two hundred pounds of wild boar meat, not only was he not tired, but he felt increasingly energetic.
Chen Changqing's heart was ablaze.
He was filled with infinite longing for the future.
Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Chen Changqing followed the crowd, quickly leaving the outskirts of Yunwu Mountain.
Yin Jianqiang, behind Chen Changqing, was covered in sweat and spoke in surprise: “Changqing, your Physical Body quality is quite good.”
Although the Qi mist of Spirit Power in Chen Changqing's Physical Body was denser than his, his Physical Body had not been nourished by Spirit Power for as long as his.
Logically speaking, Chen Changqing's Physical Body quality should be much worse than theirs.
He hadn't expected him to carry two hundred pounds of wild boar meat for such a long time without his face turning red or his breathing becoming ragged.
Chen Changqing said, “I soaked in a medicinal bath for a while previously.”
“Your sister is really good to you.” Yin Jianqiang's tone was full of envy.
Chen Changqing was silent; his former self’s sister was indeed very good to his former self.
When they were young, she saved all the delicious food for his former self.
As he grew older, she begged her brother-in-law to send him to the Immortal Spirit Cave Miscellaneous Service Office to Cultivate, bought a Black Tiger cub, and also bought a lot of Spirit Medicine for medicinal baths.
His former self’s sister was only Zhao Sanshao’s concubine, and to give his former self so many things, she must have suffered countless grievances from her husband's family, both openly and secretly.
But his former self was utterly worthless, indulging in eating, drinking, whoring, and gambling, acting recklessly; his sister, being a concubine, already had it hard, often being dealt with by her brother-in-law's three wives, and he still dragged her down.
However, although his former self was rotten to the core, he always remembered his sister's kindness, constantly dreaming of one day becoming a strong person, making a fortune, and bringing honor to his sister.
Chen Changqing, having merged with his former self's Soul and memories, was also full of gratitude and a hint of guilt towards his former self's sister, Chen Changyue.
“You can rest assured and go; I will work hard to Cultivate and bring honor to your sister.” Chen Changqing muttered to himself.
An hour later, everyone finally walked out of the outskirts of Yunwu Mountain.
There was no danger along the way.
Zhao Erhu's Nether雀 also found two rabbits and three pheasants.
The Purple Sable and Yellow Weasel, not carrying meat, quickly attacked and swiftly caught two rabbits.
Captain Zhao Erhu's Nether雀 easily caught three pheasants.
Every time a pheasant or rabbit was bitten to death, Chen Changqing could feel a transparent phantom drilling into his mind.
It merged into the black flame lotus, and was quickly refined by the black flame into a wisp of translucent white liquid, which fell to the bottom of the black lotus.
As the flame continued to burn fiercely, the translucent white liquid would slowly decrease again.
“That phantom is the Soul of the pheasant and rabbit. The Creation Black Lotus absorbs and refines it, turning it into fuel for the Creation Black Lotus to burn.”
“This Creation Fire Lotus burning actually requires the Soul as fuel?”
“It's a little evil.”
“But as long as it can improve my strength, that’s good.”
“I wonder if human Souls can be used as fuel.”
Chen Changqing had some morality, but his bottom line was not high.