Family Cultivation: My Ancestral Home Gets Infinite Upgrades

Jiang Fu'an had no intention of watching the battle; he used his Lingyun Step to join the fray.

Who knows what kind of monsters might be lurking around here?

We can't linger here too long.

At this moment, the attention of the five half-spirit wolves was completely focused on the stone.

Jiang Fu'an moved swiftly, already behind one of them. With a sudden thrust of his arm, he slashed down with his long sword, the blade whistling through the air.

The half-spirit wolf's ears twitched, sensing danger, and it leaped forward with all four limbs.

The blade grazed its tail fur, almost hitting it.

Before it could even feel relieved, the sharp glint of the stone from the side had already followed it like a shadow.

"Snap!"

The sound of the blade slicing into flesh was exceptionally clear.

The half-spirit wolf had most of its neck cut off, its body fell to the ground, and its limbs were still twitching unconsciously.

The father and son worked together seamlessly, taking down one in the blink of an eye.

Stone didn't stop moving. He turned his waist, swung his long sword horizontally, and swept it towards another half-spirit wolf.

Jiang Fu'an had already anticipated its dodge route. Almost at the same time as Shi Tou drew his knife, he stepped forward and slashed with all his might at the empty space to his right.

Sure enough, the beast, in a panic, jumped towards them.

The blade fell, striking precisely above its nose and between its eyes.

"Awooo—!"

A heart-wrenching scream rang out.

The knife sliced ​​almost half of his face open, his eyeballs burst open, and blood gushed out.

It lay on the ground, rolling and writhing, no longer posing a threat.

The father and son did the same for the remaining three.

One side launches a frontal assault to draw attention, while the other launches a flanking attack to strike at the vital points.

The battle was over in just a few breaths.

Jiang Fu'an shook the blood off his knife, but there was no joy on his face.

He turned his head to look at the stone, his tone reproachful:

"Stone, why did you run out and fight those six half-spirit wolves without saying a word?"

Stone was excitedly looking at the wolf carcass on the ground, but when he heard his father's words, his smile froze on his face.

He lowered his head, his voice becoming softer:

"Dad... I'm sorry. I just couldn't resist the urge."

Jiang Fu'an knew in his heart that this child was practicing martial arts all day long and dreaming of becoming stronger.

No one in the village usually dared to challenge him, so he was holding back a lot of energy.

Having finally encountered a semi-spirit beast, the urge to try it out was truly irresistible.

While we may understand, the lessons we should learn must not be taken lightly.

How dare you rush out to fight alone when the surrounding situation is unclear?

If a few more had suddenly appeared while the fighting was in full swing, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

"Beep—!"

Just as he was about to speak again, a sharp and long whistle suddenly pierced the air from the direction of the Jiang family mansion.

Jiang Fu'an's expression changed drastically.

"Quickly! Back to the cellar!"

He spoke rapidly, and as he spoke, he bent down and pulled out several short spears stuck in the ground, handing them to Shi Tou.

As for the wolf carcasses on the ground, they were no longer a concern at this moment.

That whistle was the signal he and his daughter Yue'er had agreed upon.

This indicates the emergence of an insurmountable enemy, necessitating an immediate retreat.

The father and son simultaneously used the Soaring Cloud Step, their figures as swift as the wind. In just a few breaths, they leaped back to their own courtyard gate through the dilapidated village road.

But the enemy was faster than them.

A fiery red figure was already suspended in the sky above the courtyard.

Judging from its outline, it also appears to be an eagle.

It was still far away, but it had clearly spotted the two people on the ground.

If one were to enter the cellar in front of it at this moment, the entrance would undoubtedly be exposed, leading to endless troubles.

Jiang Fu made a firm decision, shoved the short spear in his hand into Shi Tou's arms, and said in a deep voice:

"Get ready to fight, there's no dodge now."

In the short time it took to say just those two sentences, the fiery red figure had already rapidly approached.

Now we can see its appearance clearly:

Its shape is somewhat similar to the two Fiery Hawks kept at home, but it is larger, its feathers are as red as burning charcoal, and its eyes are as sharp as knives.

With its wings spread, the shadow it cast covered almost half of the courtyard.

Even when you get close, you can feel a powerful pressure coming at you.

Jiang Fu'an's heart sank.

This is a true Fiery Eagle, a first-tier spirit beast.

The two at home are merely half-spirit beasts born from its hybridization with a common eagle; they neither possess fire magic nor are their strengths comparable.

Realizing this, Jiang Fu'an held nothing back.

With a thought, the storage ring on his finger flashed slightly, and a talisman appeared in his palm.

The talisman paper was yellowish, with faint, tiny electric sparks flowing between the lines.

This is a first-tier, high-grade lightning talisman.

The lightning it unleashes is extremely fast, almost impossible to dodge, making it a perfect weapon against such swift-flying monsters.

Jiang Fu'an narrowed his eyes, staring intently at the red figure in the air.

The distance between the two sides closed rapidly... 150 meters... 100 meters...

It's now!

He released his spiritual energy from his palm, and the talisman shot out like an arrow.

Just as it reached mid-air, the talisman suddenly burst open—

"Sizzle!"

A blinding silver-white lightning bolt appeared out of thin air, striking the Fiery Eagle at a speed too fast for the naked eye to detect!

The eagle sensed a deadly threat and flapped its wings frantically to turn around, but it was too late.

The speed of light far exceeds its reaction speed.

In an instant, it was completely engulfed by a violent burst of silver light.

Almost at the same time the lightning rune was activated, Stone used all his strength to throw the short spear in his hand at the chaotic ball of lightning!

Jiang Fu'an did not stop.

The storage ring flickered again, and he had already caught another bluish-gray talisman between his fingers—a mid-grade first-tier wind blade talisman.

"clang!"

The short spear struck the Firehawk, producing a crisp, metallic clang.

The spear tip couldn't even pierce a feather before it was deflected.

At this moment, the electric light on the Firehawk's body gradually dissipated.

Its feathers were charred black, with wisps of smoke rising from its body. It swayed in the air, clearly injured, but still breathing.

It can still fight.

Just as it was struggling to steady itself, the wind blade talisman in Jiang Fu'an's hand was activated.

"Whoosh—"

An invisible blade shot out from the air with a sharp whistling sound, aiming for the Fire Eagle's neck.

It tried to hide, but its whole body was still paralyzed by the lightning.

Its wings flapped weakly twice.

"Snap."

A soft sound.

The eagle's head separated from its body and fell from the sky, landing with a "thud" on the open ground in front of the yard.

The headless corpse glided several more feet before tumbling headfirst into the grass.

Jiang Fu'an let out a long breath; his back was already soaked with cold sweat.

If there had been the slightest mistake just now, and that beast had unleashed a fire spell... the consequences would have been unimaginable.

He had no time for reflection and immediately looked up at the sky.

The sky was a serene deep blue, cloudless, and not a single bird could be seen.

"It seems to be a lone bird, without any of its kind following it."

Jiang Fu'an felt somewhat relieved.

He lightly leaped onto the courtyard wall and looked around the entire Xu Family Village.

The whole village was quiet, and the rooftops cast long shadows in the twilight.

In the open space west of the village, the six wolf carcasses still lay quietly.

Apart from that, there were no other half-spirit beasts in sight.

He withdrew his gaze and looked down at himself.

Stone was hanging his head, looking dejected and waiting to be scolded.

"Stone, go and have Yue'er continue to release the Firehawks for surveillance. Then, drag back those wolf carcasses from the west of the village."

Stone was taken aback by what he heard and looked up in surprise.

He thought that since he had caused such a big mess, his father would definitely give him a severe scolding.

But he quickly realized that now was not the time to talk about these things, and the danger was not completely over.

He quickly responded and ducked into the cellar entrance.

Jiang Fu'an watched his son's disappearing figure, and this time he didn't intend to nag any further.

Some lessons, once experienced firsthand, are more effective than a thousand words from others.

Once the child can figure it out on his own, he will naturally understand the importance of things in the future.

However, the price of this "lesson" was quite high.

That first-grade high-level lightning talisman, plus a mid-grade wind blade talisman, is worth at least twenty low-grade spirit stones.

His gaze fell on the charred eagle carcass in the courtyard.

"Hopefully, I can recoup some of my losses from this guy."