Mythical Cultivation

The night passed in silence. Shocked by the corpses of the Demonic Ape and the Green Wind Wolf, the monsters in the dark were unwilling to disturb Wu Ming for a little food, so the second half of the night was spent in peace.

After eating his rations, Wu Ming first took a Body Tempering Pill and practiced the Rock Skill. He then practiced the Thunder Blade Technique, the Infinite Finger Technique, and Flying on the Grass. Cultivation is like sailing against the current; if you don't advance, you'll retreat. Wu Ming never forgot to practice; cultivation was the foundation of his life.

After completing his training, Wu Ming continued his journey deeper into the Misty Forest. By noon, he hadn't encountered a single magical beast, feeling frustrated. He'd wasted half a day, thinking the Misty Forest was supposed to be a magical beast's paradise. Why couldn't he see a single one? Thinking back to last night's encounters with the demon ape and the blue wind wolf, and the other magical beasts lurking in the dark, and comparing them to today's situation, Wu Ming realized something was amiss.

After lunch, Wu Ming carefully observed every plant and tree in the forest. Finally, he discovered something: the traces of the monsters were all heading in the same direction. Wu Ming guessed that something was either driving the monsters away or attracting them. After several hours of trekking, Wu Ming had penetrated over a hundred miles into the misty forest, and was only a few dozen miles from the inner area. Finally, Wu Ming discovered the traces of the monsters.

In a valley, there were densely packed magical beasts, estimated to be at least hundreds of them, all staring at a spiritual herb in the middle of the valley. Wu Ming took a closer look and found that it was a red fruit plant with four bright red fruits hanging on it. No wonder all these magical beasts gathered in this valley.

The Vermilion Fruit matures once every century. It's a natural treasure that boosts power and strengthens the bones, proving beneficial to both humans and magical beasts. If Wu Ming were to consume it, he'd likely be able to break through to the Blood Qi Realm. The moment he saw the Vermilion Fruit, Wu Ming had made up his mind: if not all four, then at least one.

But looking at the hundreds of magical beasts in the valley, including the Moon Rhino, Silver-winged Eagle, Shadow Moon Wolf, Thunder Flame Tiger, Frost Ape, and Seven-colored Toad, these well-known peak-level physical refinement magical beasts, as well as some less famous peak-level physical refinement magical beasts, Wu Ming still had some confidence in a one-on-one fight, but there were dozens of them, and even if a Blood Qi Realm cultivator came, he would not be able to leave unscathed.

Furthermore, some pack monsters, while not particularly powerful, are numerous and formidable. Examples include packs of Blue Wind Wolves, Lightning Colts, and Golden Horned Oxen, with packs ranging from a dozen to dozens. Brute force alone won't cut it when trying to snatch food from these monsters; only cunning and cunning are needed. Furthermore, the Vermillion Fruit should still be ripe for a few hours, so Wu Ming still has time.

Upon seeing the Green Wind Wolf Clan, Wu Ming had a half-baked idea, but he needed to wait. Another hour passed, and the monsters in the valley began to stir. Even Wu Ming, hiding at the edge of the valley, could smell a hint of fragrance. It looked like the red fruit was about to ripen, and it was time to move.

Since the Blue Wind Wolves were adjacent to the Golden Horned Bulls, Wu Ming thrust his blood-stained fangs into the bull's hindquarters with all his might. The bull roared in pain, drawing the attention of the surrounding beasts, including the Blue Wind Wolves. Seeing the bull's plight, the Blue Wind Wolves' eyes lit up with mockery. The Blue Wind Wolves often hunted Golden Horned Bulls for food, but the Golden Horned Bulls were known for their closeness and fiery tempers. Consequently, the two groups frequently engaged in fierce clashes, each suffering casualties. Therefore, the Blue Wind Wolves gloated over the Golden Horned Bull's injuries, but they had no idea that a single mockery would lead to such a bloody massacre.

The shot golden-horned bull was talking to the others. One of them smelled the scent of a Blue Wind Wolf at the wound, and the Blue Wind Wolf's mocking look convinced them that it was the Blue Wind Wolf who was responsible. Without a word, the other ten golden-horned bulls charged towards the Blue Wind Wolf pack. The Blue Wind Wolf was still watching the show, but the next second, the fire would burn itself.

The few Blue Wind Wolves that were close to the Golden Horned Bull were gutted by it before they could react. Only then did the other Blue Wind Wolves react and hastily confront the Golden Horned Bull. A melee ensued between the two groups, filled with the howling of wolves and the roar of bulls, shattering the tranquility of the valley.

As dozens of beasts engaged in a chaotic battle, the surrounding spectators were also drawn in. The battlefield gradually expanded, until a third of the valley's total population, numbering over a hundred, engaged in a fierce battle, plunging the valley into chaos. The remaining sober beasts also distanced themselves from the fray, but the battlefield was drawing ever closer to the ripening Vermillion Fruit. They could resist the fray, but they couldn't abandon the Fruit just to fight. Consequently, more and more beasts joined the fray, including solitary ninth-level Body Refining beasts like the Frost Ape and Shadow Moon Wolf.

Just when more and more monsters were fighting, the red fruit suddenly gave off a strong fragrance, which attracted all the monsters' attention. It turned out that the red fruit was ripe. All the monsters, both fighting and not, rushed towards the red fruit. Now everything was for the red fruit, but the red fruit had only such a large range. There were too many monsters, causing it to be overcrowded and they started fighting again. Only some flying monsters did not have these troubles and flew straight towards the red fruit. Seeing that the red fruit was about to fall into their mouths, other monsters also united to fight against the enemy. Several bald pigeons and several fire crows became the targets of concentrated fire and were torn into pieces by many monsters in an instant.

But a silver-winged eagle broke through the encirclement, snatched a Vermilion Fruit, and then quickly spread its wings and sped away. The other beasts that could have pursued it were unable to do so, and those that could have had wings lacked them, causing the silver-winged eagle to fly away. With only three Vermilion Fruits left, the competition among the other beasts intensified. The valley was filled with the thick smell of blood, and the previously sober beasts were thrown into a chaotic battle.

This was Wu Ming's opportunity. Only when the monsters were locked in a fierce battle could he exploit the situation. He used his flying skills to tap into the monsters battling in the arena. With each step, he made a few feet. Within a few dozen steps, he had reached the Vermillion Fruit. If the monsters were awake, Wu Ming's arrival would have been nearly impossible. He couldn't use the monsters as a stepping stone to fly in like he was doing now. He didn't raise the monsters, so why would he let him step on them? But because the monsters were no longer awake, Wu Ming had his chance.

Wu Ming had just picked two red fruits and was about to pick the third one when some of the monsters close to the red fruits suddenly woke up and discovered Wu Ming stealing the fruits. They roared immediately, which made the monsters outside wake up instantly. They looked at Wu Ming with red eyes as he picked two red fruits.

All the attacks were directed at Wu Ming. Wu Ming quickly activated his Thunder Blade Technique, but the sheer volume of attacks made it impossible to defend against them. Within a few breaths, Wu Ming was severely wounded and vomiting blood. Seeing this, he feared he would be killed by the monsters today. With reluctance, Wu Ming suddenly realized and pulled out a red fruit from his arms and threw it out to the surrounding area. All the monsters attacking Wu Ming followed the fruit's flight trajectory, and most of them rushed towards the flying fruit, and another fierce battle ensued.

Taking advantage of this gap, Wu Ming quickly used the Flying on the Grass technique and flew quickly in another direction. Some of the remaining nearly 100 monsters attacked Wu Ming while chasing him, while the remaining dozens of monsters looked at the last remaining red fruit. In this way, the monsters were divided into three parts, and Wu Ming also broke out of the encirclement of monsters despite his injuries.