I cultivate the Chaos Technique

After Zhang Yifan was promoted to an outer disciple of the Lingyun Sword Sect, he knew he would face even greater challenges. Becoming an outer disciple not only meant improved cultivation resources but also increased responsibilities. Every month, outer disciples must complete at least two sect tasks on the task leaderboard to accumulate sect contribution points. These contribution points can be used to exchange for cultivation techniques, pills, and magic weapons, and can even be directly exchanged for spirit stones at a rate of ten contribution points to one low-grade spirit stone.

Zhang Yifan stood inside the mission hall, his gaze sweeping across the mission list. The mission list was divided into the sect mission list and the personal mission list. Missions on the sect mission list were issued by the sect, and completing them would earn contribution points. Missions on the personal mission list were issued by individuals, and the rewards were freely set by the issuer. Disciples could choose to accept or decline the missions based on their own circumstances.

After careful consideration, Zhang Yifan accepted two sect missions: one was to hunt down the level-two demonic beast "Howling Wolf," and the other was to hunt down the level-three demonic beast "Overlord Tiger." Both missions were considered highly difficult, especially the Howling Wolf, which was rumored to be as powerful as a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

"Although the Howling Wolf is only a level two demonic beast, its powerful physique and fierce attack power are by no means inferior to a Foundation Establishment cultivator," the elder of the Mission Hall specifically reminded Zhang Yifan when he accepted the mission.

Zhang Yifan was secretly on guard, understanding that this mission was extremely dangerous, but he did not back down. Since becoming an outer disciple, he had known that the path of cultivation was like rowing against the current; if you don't advance, you fall behind. Only by constantly honing himself could he go further on the road ahead.

The Howling Wolves inhabit the Thousand Peaks Mountains near the sect, a place of towering mountains, dense forests, and rampant monsters, making it extremely dangerous. Before setting off, Zhang Yifan specially prepared some pills and talismans to deal with any unexpected situations he might encounter.

He traveled all the way and soon arrived at the Thousand Peaks Mountain Range. Standing at the foot of the mountain, Zhang Yifan felt a heavy sense of oppression emanating from the deep mountains. The Thousand Peaks Mountain Range was like a sleeping giant beast, quietly lying dormant between heaven and earth, exuding a primal and wild aura.

The Thousand Peaks Mountain Range, one of the most dangerous habitats of demonic beasts in Qingzhou, has attracted countless cultivators to hunt demons and seek enlightenment since ancient times. The mountains are high and the forests dense, filled with demonic energy. Especially the deeper one ventures into the mountains, the higher the level and the more terrifying the demonic beasts become. Legend has it that a level nine demonic beast dwells deep within the mountains, its strength comparable to a Nascent Soul stage cultivator, deterring many cultivators from venturing there.

At this time, many cultivators were already active in the outer areas of the Thousand Peaks Mountains. Disciples of the Lingyun Sword Sect and other sects from Qingzhou gathered together, forming small demon-hunting teams. Whether for sect missions or personal cultivation, they hunted demonic beasts in this mountain range to obtain valuable resources.

"Have you heard? That howling wolf has reappeared recently, and it has already slaughtered several squads."

"Yes, although that howling wolf is only a level two demon beast, its strength is comparable to that of a Foundation Establishment cultivator, and even a mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator would not be able to gain the upper hand in front of it."

"Hey, let's be careful and avoid running into it."

At the entrance to the Thousand Peaks Mountains, a group of cultivators sat together, exchanging information. The rumors of the Howling Wolves had already caused considerable panic among them, but in order to obtain the precious demonic beast resources, they still had to risk their lives to move forward.

Meanwhile, a five-person demon-hunting team was cautiously advancing deep into the Thousand Peaks Mountains. The team members were all highly skilled; the captain was a cultivator at the Great Perfection of Qi Refining, and the other four were all at the late stage of Qi Refining. In theory, they should have been more than capable of dealing with level two demonic beasts.

"Everyone be careful. It's said that the Howling Wolf has been appearing frequently lately. We can't let our guard down," the captain warned in a deep voice.

"Don't worry, Captain. There are so many of us. If things get really bad, we can retreat," one of the team members said confidently.

However, just as they were cautiously advancing, a deep wolf howl suddenly came from afar, the sound waves vibrating as if the entire forest was trembling. The team members' expressions changed, and they quickly assumed defensive stances.

"They're here! Quickly set up the formation!" At the captain's command, the five quickly formed a defensive formation, their spiritual energy flowing between them to create a shield that enveloped them.

However, the next moment, a silver-gray figure appeared before them like a ghost. The huge howling wolf's eyes flashed with a cold light, and its body exuded a ferocious demonic aura. It gave the team no time to react, and suddenly leaped down with terrifying power.

"Oh!"

The immense impact shattered the shield, catching the team members off guard and sending them flying backward. The Howling Wolf moved with incredible speed, and before they could regain their footing, it pounced on the cultivator closest to it, its sharp claws tearing through the air and piercing the cultivator's chest.

"Ah—!" The cultivator let out a shrill scream, blood spurted out, and he died instantly.

"Retreat! Retreat quickly!" The captain was terrified, realizing the horror of this monster, and hurriedly ordered a retreat. However, the howling wolf gave them no chance to escape. It was as fast as lightning, and in a few leaps, it caught up with another cultivator and bit off his throat.

The whole process took only a short while, and the demon-hunting team had already lost more than half of its members. The remaining two were also forced to retreat by the howling wolves, their faces filled with despair.

"Damn it! I'll fight to the death!" The captain's eyes were bloodshot as he unleashed a final, desperate attack, his longsword slashing towards the Howling Wolf with ferocious spiritual power. However, the Howling Wolf merely glanced at him coldly, leaping away to dodge the attack. Then, it pounced on the captain, pinning him to the ground, its sharp claws mercilessly piercing into the captain's chest.

The captain's eyes were filled with resentment and anger, but he eventually collapsed from exhaustion, blood gushing out, and he soon stopped breathing.

Seeing no hope of escape, the last team member turned pale, his limbs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground, closing his eyes in despair, awaiting death.

At this critical moment, a figure suddenly appeared beside the Howling Wolf like a ghost, accompanied by a low, cold shout: "Beast, stop!"

The figure was Zhang Yifan. He moved swiftly, instantly appearing in front of the Howling Wolf. With a wave of his hand, powerful spiritual energy condensed into an invisible force, striking the Howling Wolf's abdomen.

"Oh!"

Caught off guard, the howling wolf was sent flying by the attack, crashing heavily into a large tree. It let out a low growl and stared fiercely at Zhang Yifan.

Zhang Yifan's expression was cold and stern, emanating a chilling aura. He did not rush to attack, but calmly watched the Howling Wolf, as if waiting for it to make the first move.

Enraged by Zhang Yifan's imposing aura, the Howling Wolf let out a deafening howl, the sound waves striking Zhang Yifan directly. Zhang Yifan, however, paid no heed, simply waving his hand. His spiritual energy erupted instantly, forming an invisible barrier that blocked all the sound waves.

"Nothing special." Zhang Yifan sneered, and in a flash, he appeared above the Howling Wolf's head, his palms slamming down with powerful spiritual energy.

Seeing this, the Howling Wolf leaped up, trying to dodge the attack, but Zhang Yifan's speed far exceeded its expectations. The palm strike, like lightning, hit the Howling Wolf's head, and the powerful force slammed it to the ground, causing it to let out a painful howl.

Zhang Yifan gave the Howling Wolf no chance to catch its breath. With a light step, his figure flashed like a ghost, reappearing beside the Howling Wolf. He formed a hand seal with both hands and struck out fiercely. The "Chaos Palm" carried sharp spiritual power and struck the Howling Wolf's neck directly.

"boom!"

The howling wolf's body trembled violently, the light in its eyes dimmed instantly, and its massive body collapsed heavily to the ground, lifeless.

Zhang Yifan withdrew his hand and stood beside the Howling Wolf's corpse, his gaze calm. To him, this was just an ordinary battle, one that hadn't even required him to use his full strength.

The onlookers finally reacted, staring at Zhang Yifan in disbelief. They had thought this mid-stage Qi Refining disciple would suffer the same fate as that team, but he had defeated the terrifying beast so easily.

"Senior brother... thank you for saving my life!" the surviving cultivator said in a trembling voice, his face full of awe and gratitude.

Zhang Yifan nodded calmly, saying nothing more. He quickly gathered the Howling Wolf's spoils, taking out its demon core and putting it in his pocket. Then, he looked up into the depths of the mountains, his gaze firm and confident.

"Decepticons, you're next."

Zhang Yifan strode forward, his figure gradually disappearing into the vast forest, leaving only a group of cultivators standing there, watching his retreating figure, their hearts filled with shock and admiration.