Chapter 18: The Eighteenth Chapter: Refining the Purple Cloud Wing

With a successful strike, Lin Feng did not let his guard down, swiftly withdrew his spear, stepped back to the side, and carefully surveyed his surroundings.

His experiences over the past few days have taught him that in the Magic Beast Mountain Range, a monster attack could come at any moment.

Without sufficient vigilance, you could become the monster's next morsel in the next second.

After confirming no monster ambush, Lin Feng, with a pleased expression, sheathed his spear.

Since parting from Xiao Yixian, he has spent the past few days in the Magic Beast Mountain Range honing combat experience.

During that time, he also studied the Mysterious Tier advanced combat technique, Raging Lion Chant!

Today was his first time using it, and he did not expect such power; a single strike killed a Black Iron Python of Nine-Star Fighter rank.

After the revelry, Lin Feng picked up a dagger and rummaged through the blood and flesh fragments of the Black Iron Python.

Finally, he reached in and extracted a Demon Core.

The Demon Core, also called a Demon Crystal on the Dou Qi Continent, as the name suggests, is an energy crystal found within monsters, filled with wildly violent heaven-and-earth energy; even a Battle King would not dare forcibly ingest it for fear of a body explosion.

However, a Demon Core can also be infused into weapons; such weapons not only have greater destructive power but also possess an alluring effect that amplifies Dou Qi, making them highly coveted by the Fighter class of the Dou Qi Continent.

Of course, beyond weapons, a Demon Core can be infused into armor and other items, granting the wearer formidable defense and adding extra protection when facing danger.

Moreover, although a Demon Core cannot be directly absorbed, it is one of the essential primary ingredients for Lin Feng and other alchemists when refining pills.

After refinement, the Demon Core's violent property is neutralized by certain magical herbs, transforming it into coveted spiritual pills that boost strength, causing its value to skyrocket instantly!

He placed the Black Iron Python's Demon Core into an Absorption Ring and then tinkered with the head of a Green Wood Mouse corpse.

However, this time Lin Feng did not find a Demon Core.

He has encountered this situation many times during his recent trials, so he was not overly disappointed.

He casually tossed the corpse aside, glanced to determine direction, then sprinted like the wind toward a spot where faint water sounds could be heard.

With his agile body weaving through the dense thorns of the forest, Lin Feng ran for a while before his view suddenly opened up to a roaring waterfall, filling his face with ecstatic joy.

After breaking through the last massive tree's obstruction, he gazed at the scene before him and couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Within Lin Feng's sight, a gigantic waterfall, like a silver banner, thundered down from the lofty peak, its water crashing onto massive stones and mist filling the sky.

On either side of the waterfall were steep cliffs, dotted with naturally formed caves, which pleased Lin Feng.

By piling stones at the cave entrances, monsters can be kept out.

No longer will he have to worry about waking from cultivation to find a vicious poisonous snake coiled nearby.

Moreover, abundant water and food are available here, eliminating the need to spend much time hunting monsters for sustenance.

"Finally found the best place to cultivate."

He spread his arms, inhaled the water-laden air deeply, and murmured a smile.

Leaping over a mountain gorge, he walked slowly toward the waterfall, cautiously scanning his surroundings.

Only after seeing no monsters did Lin Feng finally exhale a sigh of relief.

He arrived between the steep cliffs, chose a fairly suitable cave, and quickly slipped inside.

The cave interior was slightly cool, yet its area was not small; it would be more than enough for Lin Feng to live alone.

He carefully scanned the cave floor several times, and after finding no remnants left by monsters, he felt a little reassured.

After roughly cleaning the cave, he blocked the entrance with a massive stone, leaving only a single-person passage.

He will spend many days here; safety is paramount.

Having finished all that, Lin Feng twisted his palm, and a black scroll materialized in his hand.

It was the Mysterious Tier advanced aerial combat technique scroll he had obtained earlier in the cave.

In the past few days Lin Feng had been practicing that Raging Lion Chant, lacking time and a safe place to study this aerial combat technique.

Now that he has a dwelling, he can finally study it without worry.

He untied the carefully bound cord on the scroll, then slowly unfurled it, and two chillingly black eagle wings appeared before Lin Feng's eyes.

Because the wings were drawn on the scroll, their size was modest.

However, they faintly emitted heat; judging by this strange appearance, they were clearly more than a simple illustration.

The eagle wings were jet black, faintly threaded with purple cloud patterns; up close, the wings resembled black steel, possessing a distinct metallic sheen.

The feathers on the wings emitted a faint warmth, and Lin Feng, curious, blew a gentle breath onto them.

Under that light breeze, the feathers on the wings fluttered as if they were real wings—truly marvelous.

His gaze swept over the wings, then suddenly lingered on a line of small text beside them.

"Black Flame Purple Cloud Roc, a Fifth-tier Flying Beast, said to possess a sparse bloodline of ancient phoenixes; its flight speed ranks among the top of all flying beasts, nature is cunning and ferocious, extremely hard to capture, and it only lives in the Cloud Storm Zone of the continent's southern region."

"This combat technique, named Eagle Wing and also called Purple Cloud Wing, was created after I and several friends spent three years finally capturing a Flame Purple Cloud Roc, extracting its wings by secret method; only then could this aerial combat technique scroll be formed for practice. I drew it with Dou Qi before my death; it can only be cultivated by one person, remember!"

After reading the text, Lin Feng thought to himself that the predecessor needed several friends to slay a Fifth-tier beast, indicating he was likely a Battle King in his lifetime.

Sensing the soul inside, Lin Feng was unsurprised, recognizing it as the remnant soul of the Black Flame Purple Cloud Roc, and whispered, "With my soul strength, I shouldn't worry much about the Roc's soul attack; though it's Fifth-tier, now it's merely a remnant soul, incapable of affecting the atmosphere."

He then placed both palms on the scroll, gently pressing the supple wings, inhaled deeply, and slowly closed his eyes.

Shortly after his palms touched the wings, the ferocious eagle spirit within the Eagle Wing let out a sharp, soul‑shaking scream.

The cry raced through the scroll, then along Lin Feng's arm like a drill, striking his brain with relentless force.