Family Cultivation: My Ancestral Home Gets Infinite Upgrades

Chapter 64 The Fierce Battle of the Strong (Fourth Update, Seeking First Subscription)

Clang—!

The red copper knife in Stone's hand struck the head of the mountain boar with a heavy blow, producing a loud bang like metal colliding with stone.

Stone chips flew everywhere where the attack hit, and the hard shell formed by the Stone Skin Technique was cut open, revealing the gray-black fur underneath.

Jiang Fu'an's eyes lit up. "As long as it can be cut!"

Taking advantage of the boar's attention being completely drawn to the stone, he pushed off the ground with both legs, channeling all his strength from his waist and back to his arms, and the red copper knife drew an arc in the air before slashing down fiercely.

Clang—!

The blade struck the gash precisely.

"Awooo—!"

The boar let out a shrill scream, and its head was instantly torn open, with blood gushing out from the cracks in the rocks.

It suddenly turned its head, its scarlet eyes fixed on Jiang Fu'an, white breath coming out of its nostrils, and its hind hooves began to paw at the ground.

That was the prelude to launching a "savage charge".

At that very moment, a series of rapid notes burst forth from the pipa in He Miao's arms.

Invisible sound waves pierced the boar's wounds like fine needles, while another ray shot straight into its scarlet left eye.

The boar shuddered in pain, and its charging momentum immediately vanished.

Jiang Fu'an seized the fleeting opportunity, slipped his foot, and turned sideways to the blind spot of the mountain pig.

It lost its target and its chance to charge.

Next, Jiang Fu'an and Shi Tou stood on the left and right, their figures intertwined.

The Wind and Thunder Blade Technique they used was fierce and swift, with the sound of wind and thunder faintly carried as the blades cut through the air.

Each strike precisely targeted the wound, which grew deeper and larger with each continuous slash, tearing the flesh outwards to reveal the stark white bone beneath.

The ground was soaked in blood, and it felt sticky and slippery when you stepped on it.

But the wild boar hadn't fallen yet; its four thick legs trembled as it supported its body, and it was panting from its throat.

Jiang Fu'an had been hunting for many years and knew all too well that this was the most dangerous time.

He took a half step back and whispered a warning, "Step back a bit, or it'll fight back fiercely. Let's hold it off until it's almost bled to death, then it'll run out of strength."

Stone did as instructed, taking two steps back, holding the knife across his chest, remaining on guard.

The fingers moved even faster as they touched the rice seedlings in the distance.

The sound of the pipa was continuous, and the sound waves shot towards the wound one after another.

These attacks may not seem powerful on their own, but at this moment, the boar was already at its last gasp, and each sonic wave was like a straw that broke the camel's back.

It suddenly turned its head, its blood-red eyes staring at the rice seedlings.

It wanted to kill the human who kept harassing it first.

But as soon as it moved, Jiang Fu'an and Shi Tou followed closely behind.

The blades blocked its path from both sides, forcing it to retreat.

The wild boar let out a reluctant whimper, then suddenly turned around and, dragging its bleeding body, staggered away into the depths of the forest.

It was just that it was too badly injured, and it could run much faster than a person walk.

Jiang Fu'an and his two companions followed at a leisurely pace, while flashes of blades and sonic waves continued to strike its back from time to time.

Before it could escape a hundred paces, the boar's front legs buckled, and it collapsed to the ground with a thud. Its heavy breathing grew weaker and weaker until it finally stopped moving completely.

He Miao ran over, clutching her pipa, her face flushed with excitement: "Dad! Hunting with you guys is so relaxing!"

"This wild boar is just as strong as me; from the moment we started fighting until it fell to the ground, it didn't even take fifteen minutes!"

"Of course!"

Stone, who was usually quiet, actually spoke up.

His eyes were full of admiration as he looked at Jiang Fu'an: "Father is incredibly capable!"

"Don't just talk."

Jiang Fu'an walked to the boar carcass, squatted down, and took out a skinning knife: "Come help me clean this up. The sooner we finish, the sooner we can leave this bloody place."

Since I started practicing cultivation, I've been able to use the storage ring to store prey, which has made hunting much more convenient.

As he cut through the thick fur, he suddenly remembered something, looked up and asked, "He Miao, what specific part of the wild boar are you tasked with cutting?"

He Miao pointed to the two pale white fangs, about the length of an arm, that curved out from the corners of their mouths: "This is the one. Many of the core materials for the Miaoyin Sect's musical instruments and magical artifacts require it. The sect issues collection missions all year round, and the rewards are quite generous."

Jiang Fu'an nodded, switched to a sharper short knife, and carefully cut along the root of the tooth.

The fangs were attached very tightly to the skull, and it took him a lot of effort to remove them completely.

After he put away the fangs, he looked up and his heart sank – Yue'er, who had been watching the battle from the rear, was gone.

Jiang Fu'an's heart tightened, and his voice unconsciously turned serious: "Has anyone seen Yue'er?"

Upon hearing this, the seedlings and the stone both looked up and gazed around.

The only sound in the forest was the rustling of leaves in the wind; there was no sign of Yue'er.

The two men's expressions changed as well. They had been so focused on hunting the wild boar that they had completely forgotten about their sister!

"Yue'er!"

Jiang Fu'an lowered his voice and called out, his gaze sweeping over the surrounding bushes.

Although the second daughter had no cultivation, she had considerable hunting experience and was proficient in the Lingyun Step. How could she have disappeared without a trace?

Unexpectedly, no sooner had he finished speaking than a familiar voice came from not far away: "Dad, I'm here! There's a litter of piglets here, come and see!"

The sound came from near the location where the boar was first encountered.

The three of them quickly rushed over and saw Yue'er squatting beside a clump of waist-high weeds, waving at them.

There was a hole in the ground at her feet, exposed after the weeds had been cleared away. The entrance to the hole was about half a meter wide, and faint humming sounds could be heard coming from inside.

Jiang Fu'an bent down to look.

The bottom of the cave was covered with dry grass, and three chubby little creatures were huddled together.

They are entirely pinkish-white, only the size of an adult's palm, and emit a very faint spiritual energy.

Sensing the spiritual energy, the seedlings couldn't help but exclaim softly, "These are wild boar cubs!"

Jiang Fu'an squatted down to examine it closely, a smile gradually spreading across his face, his eyes brimming with joy.

These are not the half-spirit piglets we encountered last time; these are real, reproductive mountain-pushing pigs.

If they can keep this litter together, the Jiang family will never lack a stable source of spiritual flesh, and the blood and energy supplements that he and Shi Tou need for body tempering will be taken care of.

The seedlings were happy, but also a little curious.

The cave entrance was so well hidden, and there were weeds growing all around. How did my sister find it?

She turned to ask, "Yue'er, how did you know there was a nest here?"

Yue'er pointed to the boar carcass in the distance: "It told me that. When it was finally running away, it glanced in this direction."

"I saw reluctance and worry in its eyes."

"That look in her eyes was just like how my mother looked at us before she passed away."

"I suspect there must be something important hidden here."

After she finished speaking, the woods suddenly fell silent.

The smile on Jiang Fu'an's face faded.

He originally thought that the wild boar's final escape was simply because it was unwilling to die at their hands.

It turns out that it used its last bit of strength to lure them away from the cave as far away as possible.

He Miao stared blankly at the three bewildered piglets wriggling inside the burrow, and whispered, "Dad—shouldn't we...haven't killed it?"

Jiang Fu'an was silent for a moment, then said solemnly, "It's good that you have this intention. But in the future, whether you're hunting or fighting with others, you must not be soft-hearted because of this."

"That's how the cultivation world is: the strong prey on the weak, and only the fittest survive."

"If our Jiang family wants to gain a foothold and live a better life, we cannot be soft-hearted."

"Today he may be a protective boar pushing its young, but tomorrow he may be a monk with parents and children."

"Once you're on the opposite side, become enemies, and a conflict arises, you have to be ruthless."