Chapter 634: The Flesh and Blood of the Monster in the Clouds

Seeing his subordinate warriors approach, Jier finally dispersed the infinite energy ability of the 【Grass and Wood Source】, relaxing completely.

He retracted his Magic Dagger and led his men to inspect the surrounding situation.

The warriors looked at the scene of devastation all around and could not help but click their tongues in astonishment. The area where Jier had just been standing was clearly destroyed over a large radius by a strange ability he had unleashed himself; facing such supernatural power, the warriors were filled with envy, but also deep fear.

Following Jier forward, one could see that there had originally been a large amount of temporary rainwater on the ground, but all of it had been frozen together due to the subsequent hail that fell.

It was summer, yet a massive amount of hail had appeared in this region, freezing the standing water on the ground; it truly felt unbelievable to the warriors.

They bent down one after another to scoop the chunks of hail into their pockets, making sounds of cool comfort. The weather was gradually getting hot; it was fine in the Forest, as most of the sunlight was blocked by the leaves overhead, and in the Yingdi, one could hide in the shade of the tents, so it didn't feel too hot.

But once one stepped out of the shade, if they were in the Yingdi during the day without tree cover and intended to do something, it would be unbearably hot.

They had just jogged all the way from the Forward Camp and were sweating and hot, so these goose-egg-sized hailstones were truly good things.

Seeing this, Jier sighed: "Alright, just take a couple to cool off. This thing was just conjured by that monster in the clouds to deal with me; if it weren't for the new Shield I captured, I would have nearly been smashed to death by it."

Once the others heard this and looked at the goose-egg-sized hailstones in their hands, they all imagined what the consequences would be if a hailstone this size fell from the sky and hit their heads. It was fine if they didn't think about it, but once they did, everyone shivered, because no matter who it was, the mere thought of that scene made them shudder.

If the target hadn't been Knight Jier, but the Forward Camp, it was estimated that with just this one strike, more than half the people in the camp would have been killed or injured, with no fewer than two hundred people being beaten to death by hailstones of this size.

The animals that originally drank at this water source had all disappeared without a trace; they had been sucked into the sky by the monster in the clouds, presumably ending up in the monster's belly. The standing water in the shallow pool where the animals had been drinking had also been sucked away by the monster.

Jier looked at the place, shook his head, and said nothing.

Animals could not leave such a 'safe' water source, so even if a batch of animals that came to drink every so often disappeared, they would still choose to come and drink; this was the helplessness of survival.

And that monster clearly only needed a few such fixed 'feeding points' to easily obtain enough food without needing to hunt. Considering the massive size of that monster in the clouds, as well as its method and speed of movement, its range of activity might be shockingly large.

It might even exceed the imagination of all the scholars who studied and classified monsters.

"I wonder if anyone has ever encountered this kind of monster before? They should have, right? With such a huge size, it's hard to say about its strength; if the Yue Shui skull hadn't injured it, and if it hadn't been a bit overconfident, I doubt I could have caused it any damage. A monster this powerful couldn't possibly be without a famous name," Jier said with certainty.

He led his men across the entire water source, and on the ground opposite the water source, he found what he was looking for—a large pile of flesh and tissue that had fallen from the sky.

As well as blood that had stained a large area of the ground red.

These were the body fragments and blood that had fallen off after the monster was injured by the Yue Shui skull. The blood was useless, as it had been baked by the sun and was now stuck to the ground, dried and hardened.

Jier, however, set his sights on the monster's flesh and tissue scattered around.

At this moment, most of these flesh tissues were strangely shaped; there were tough membranes the size of a palm, long, thin limbs similar to spider legs, and even internal tissues wrapped in a whole piece of the monster's soft shell.

Jier fiddled with the first two and even bit down and tugged on them, finding he couldn't bite through, but as soon as he approached the latter, he felt his body faintly craving it.

It was just like the craving he had felt for the Lizardman body after Knight Hartna died.

"This should be edible monster meat; eating it shouldn't be a problem..." Jier muttered, organizing people to return to the Yingdi to fetch empty Wooden Boxes, lining the boxes with heat-insulating clothing, and then moving the cold hailstones from not far away inside to cool the boxes down. Finally, he placed the whole piece of monster flesh from the ground inside for low-temperature storage.

He filled the rest of the monster's flesh with hailstones to ensure it wouldn't rot.

Actually, it wasn't necessary; Jier had helped process Magic Beast carcasses before, and he knew that the body tissues of such powerful monsters were basically not affected by microorganisms in the natural environment, and thus would not naturally decay.

It would only be eaten by other animals, and it seemed it would even affect those animals.

Thinking of this, Jier called for someone to bring a shovel, and had his subordinate warriors use shovels to scrape up all the ground scabs stained with the monster's blood, putting them into empty Wooden Boxes that had also been filled with hailstones.

After getting everything done, it was already afternoon.

Aoni and the others had also returned to the Forward Camp by this time, and upon hearing about the incident, they were all incredibly curious; they hadn't seen the monster in the clouds with their own eyes, so they weren't afraid, only curious and excited. The warriors who had seen it with their own eyes, however, shook their heads one by one, saying they never wanted to see that thing again in their lives.

"I can't even trust the clouds in the sky anymore," one warrior shook his head, pointing at the scattered clouds drifting across the blue sky.

"Who knows if they are real rain clouds? Or a fake cloud hiding a monster?" Another warrior shook his head. Although they hadn't seen the scene of Jier directly fighting the cloud monster with their own eyes, the water source wasn't far from the Forward Camp, and they could see the abrupt rain, hail, lightning from the sky, and Jier's two counterattacks from the Forward Camp.

Especially when Jier counterattacked from the ground, everyone in the camp cheered when they saw it.

They were all afraid that Jier would die at the hands of the cloud monster, but Jier's ability to counterattack at that time gave a powerful encouragement to everyone in the panic-stricken Forward Camp.

To ensure Aoni and the others maintained their strength and energy for the whole day, they had eaten lunch when they returned to the Forward Camp at noon. A new group of fifty Villagers was also ready, and after Aoni and the others finished eating, they set off together from the Forward Camp, crossing the Shulin to the Temporary Camp outside the mountain forest.

Once they reached the Temporary Camp outside the mountain forest, there were carriages to ride. Because there was no need to carry supplies, each carriage only had to carry a small number of Villagers, so the carriages moved very quickly.

The journey that would have originally taken a slow, full day to travel north could be covered quickly in just half a day.

And the return trip was even faster; the entire line of carriages only carried the ten warriors including Aoni, basically one person per carriage.

"Don't be impatient, in three days at most, everyone in the camp will be able to safely return to Changmai Village!" Jier loudly reminded the Villagers who were eager to leave, preventing them from mixing into the team.

When the Villagers left, they didn't need to help Jier and his men carry the captured spoils this time; they only needed to carry some personal items each, if they had any, and could leave empty-handed as quickly as possible.

The Villagers remaining at the Forward Camp had nothing to do; they were idle. This was originally the time Jier had given them to recover their health, but they really couldn't stay idle, so Jier had them accompany the nine young Villagers who had newly joined the warrior team, and everyone worked together to organize the various spoils obtained from attacking the Soldier camp earlier.

Of course, Jier handed some valuable spoils that were difficult to identify to Xueya Site, who had also been busy with this for the past two days.

Those Defeated Soldiers had come out to fight, so they naturally carried some coins and small valuable trinkets. Not to mention the haul they had gained later when they raided Changmai Village; these things needed to be carefully cleaned, identified, and classified by Xueya Site.

But Jier didn't care much about this income, which wasn't very large. At this moment, he took a dried blood scab that his men had found out of a Wooden Box. This thing was the size of a palm. Perhaps because the blood of the cloud monster, while red, was different from other creatures, its dried blood scabs were not brittle and hard after air-drying, but soft and slightly resilient, even similar to candy or jelly.

Jier held this thing in his hand, brought it to the mouth of his warhorse, Tianxuecao, removed the horse's bit, and encouraged Tianxuecao: "Eat! This is good stuff! I was worried about you before, but who would have thought things would change so quickly."

"Eat a little, it's good stuff!" Jier encouraged.

The Huimao Hu Li, which had reappeared and was staying honestly by Jier's side, was looking at the dried blood scab of the cloud monster in Jier's hand with glowing eyes. Even though it was just a simulated fox appearance, it was constantly swallowing, and as it sat on the ground, it kept using its front paws to make a pleading gesture, hoping Jier would share a little of this with it.

It naturally felt that this was a good thing that would be helpful to it, but Jier ignored it completely, only focusing on teasing his warhorse with the thing.

Although Tianxuecao was a descendant of an excellent bloodline and was much stronger and smarter than an average prairie horse, it was still just an ordinary animal, unlike the Shapeshifting Monster and Jier, who could keenly sense that even the blood left behind by the cloud monster was a good thing.

So it looked at the strange thing Jier brought to its mouth with disdain.

Jier tried to force it into its mouth, but it got angry and bumped Jier with its huge horse head.

"Alright, alright, don't be angry, this really is good stuff. Would I, your master Jier, lie to you? Eat a little, just a little!"

But Tianxuecao refused to eat this kind of thing no matter what. Jier had no choice but to think of another way.

The Huimao Hu Li looked left and right, and seeing there was no one else around, it whispered to Jier: "Lord Jier, respected Knight, if it won't eat it, could you let me eat a little of this?"

Jier looked down at this fellow, stunned, and only after a moment did he realize it was the Huimao Hu Li at his feet talking to him. Moreover, this thing that said it was a Huimao Hu Li wasn't a real fox, but a Shapeshifting Monster he had captured and forced to surrender; it had eaten human corpses before and might have even preyed on humans, so it could speak human language.

Of course, for some clever monsters, human language was not difficult to learn.

Realizing the other party's true identity, Jier did not agree: "You are a prisoner, a prisoner defeated by me, understand? Your status compares to my battle partner? If it doesn't eat it, it's not your turn! Stay put."

The Huimao Hu Li lowered its head, feeling aggrieved, and said no more.

Jier went to the water source himself, brought back a bucket of clear water, dropped a piece of the cloud monster's dried blood scab into the water, and stirred it to let the scab dissolve in the clear water.

But the clear water quickly became murky, which made Jier feel somewhat troubled; would Tianxuecao drink something that looked so suspicious?

When Jier brought the bucket to the mouth of Tianxuecao, his warhorse indeed refused to drink this stuff, and even gave Jier a meaningful look, as if to say: "You would give your battle partner this kind of suspicious, dirty water?"

Jier coughed twice, feeling a bit awkward, and had to shamelessly say: "There's no help for it, this is the wilderness, I really can't get any clean water. Just drink this for now, look, it's drinkable!"

After saying this, Jier even scooped a little up with his hand and put it into his mouth; it had a bitter taste, not fishy, and the flavor was strange, tasting more like a Potion than Monster blood.

Seeing that Jier had drunk it, Tianxuecao also set its mind at ease, stretched out its horse head, and sucked all the clear water in the bucket into its mouth in large gulps.

In order not to waste anything, Jier finally even had Tianxuecao tilt its head back to pour all the clear water in the bucket inside.

In the end, only some small stones and soil sediment that had been stained by the dried blood scabs remained at the bottom of the bucket, while most of the clear water and Monster blood had been drunk by Tianxuecao.

"Very good, very good, now let's see what changes happen on your end."

After Jier finished speaking, he threw the bucket aside and led the warhorse away. And as soon as Jier walked away, the crouching Huimao Hu Li dove headfirst into the wooden bucket, vigorously licking the bottom of the bucket and some of the residue inside.

Beside the campfire in the Yingdi, Jier took a sizable piece of Monster flesh out of a cold box guarded by a Warrior.

He used his Hunting Sword to cut the Monster flesh down, then sliced it into thin strips, and took out some wooden sticks whittled from clean branches, skewered these thin meat strips, and placed them a short distance from the campfire to smoke-roast.

Having finally obtained another portion of powerful Monster flesh, Jier naturally had to follow the method of Knight Kela to eat the flesh of the Cloud Monster, which was even more formidable than a Magic Beast, to replenish the total amount of Life Energy within his body.

He usually ate the same things as everyone else, and although he tried hard to eat a lot, this food, which was enough to sustain the life and activities of a normal person, was completely insufficient for him, Jier.

The food eaten every day could only produce a little bit of Life Energy, and Jier could consume this Life Energy in just a few moments, so before every formal major battle, he would activate the 【Grass and Wood Source】 ability to avoid exhausting the Life Energy within his body all at once.

Just like Knight Hartna, once the support of Life Energy is lost, combat effectiveness drops severely.

Although Jier had more methods and his combat effectiveness would not drop as severely, his Knight strength itself was still the most solid pillar of his combat effectiveness.

These smoke-roasted meat strips on the wooden sticks cooked quickly, and Jier sprinkled some crushed Fine Salt on them before putting them in his mouth to chew.

"Phew, it's quite hot..."

After blowing on the meat strips, Jier tore into them and ate the roasted meat.

The meat was tough; if he hadn't used the Hunting Sword to cut it, ordinary knives would not have been able to slice through this Monster meat.

Jier chewed for a long time before finally using his teeth to grind the meat strips into pieces, then swallowed them into his stomach. He didn't eat too much at once, so that if the Monster meat were poisonous, he wouldn't be poisoned too deeply.

But fortunately, the Cloud Monster meat was not poisonous, and what surprised Jier—though perhaps it shouldn't have—was that after just this thin skewer of meat entered his stomach, Jier was actually no longer hungry?

He patted his stomach; sure enough, the feeling of hunger was gone.

But his stomach was still empty, so Jier picked up another roasted meat skewer and started eating.

Today he was going to fiercely replenish his Life Energy!

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