Chapter 5: Mysterious Old Man

Ling Ye saw the situation, did not dare be careless, he knew the battle had just begun, and quickly raised his spirit to twelvefold.

The Bloodflame Wolf howled and stared at Ling Ye.

It kicked hard with its legs, opened its bloody mouth, and lunged to bite Ling Ye.

Ling Ye didn't expect the Bloodflame Wolf's speed to increase so much; he could only raise his arms to block, but in the hurry he was still scratched twice by the Bloodflame Wolf, his arms continuously dripping blood.

"As expected of a Bloodflame Wolf, this speed increase is so great, not only speed but strength has also increased a lot," Ling Ye thought.

Ling Ye began to closely watch every move of the Bloodflame Wolf, needing to adapt to its speed; only then could he possibly seize the opportunity to kill this Bloodflame Wolf.

The Bloodflame Wolf again rushed forward, lunging to bite Ling Ye; Ling Ye hurriedly dodged, although sometimes being attacked left him in a sorry state, but he was also slowly adapting to its speed.

After stalemating for a while, Ling Ye began to take the initiative and attack.

The Bloodflame Wolf, unwilling to be outdone, directly charged at Ling Ye.

Ling Ye seized the opportunity and gathered all his strength into his fist.

"Opening Mountain Fist!"

Ling Ye let out a loud shout, and a punch blasted toward the Bloodflame Wolf's abdomen.

The Bloodflame Wolf felt the pain and was instantly knocked to the ground by Ling Ye.

Ling Ye would not give it a chance to get up; he understood the principle of striking while the enemy is down.

Ling Ye quickly threw a few more punches at the Bloodflame Wolf's head; seeing it completely out of breath, he dared to lie on the ground and gasp heavily.

After this battle, Ling Ye had mastered the ninth layer of Body Tempering to fullness and could at any time impact the Qi Condensation realm.

But he was not in a hurry, because the Qi Condensation realm is the watershed between cultivators and mortals.

In the Qi Condensation realm, one can choose what kind of cultivator to become in the future.

Sword cultivator is Ling Ye's dream from childhood; ask which youth does not have the dream of wielding a sword and roaming the world.

However, sword cultivators are few, because the path of the sword cultivator is too difficult; without strong willpower and luck, it is hard to become a master of an era.

After Ling Ye rested well, he took out the Bloodflame Wolf's inner core; this is a good thing for cultivator training.

Ling Ye did not waste it; he dismembered the Bloodflame Wolf.

He went to such trouble to slay this Bloodflame Wolf; he certainly ought to compensate himself well.

He set up a fire, roasted the Bloodflame Wolf's meat on it; soon a fragrant aroma arose. Ling Ye ate large mouthfuls of meat, looking very content.

Just then, suddenly an old man, while drinking alcohol and speaking some words that ordinary people cannot understand, walked toward Ling Ye's wolf meat.

Ling Ye saw many footprints on the old man's clothes, knowing this old man had often been beaten for scrounging food; he said nothing, as a whole Bloodflame Wolf he could not finish, so he took a wolf leg from the grill and handed it over.

The old man grinned, not being polite, he hugged the wolf leg and began to tear and chew; it looked like he hadn't eaten in a long time.

The old man, while drinking alcohol and eating the wolf leg, looked extremely happy.

Ling Ye watched from the side, also not speaking. At this moment the old man handed his wine gourd to Ling Ye.

Ling Ye also was not polite and swallowed it in one gulp.

"Good wine, old sir, this is the most delicious wine I have ever drunk, pure fragrance unmatched, melts upon entry," Ling Ye said.

"Hehe, young man, my wine is rare in the world."

Ling Ye also did not refute, knowing this old sir might be talking nonsense, because although the wine is tasty, it probably hasn't reached the level of being rare in the world.

The old man might also have seen Ling Ye's thoughts, but did not expose them.

He muttered to himself: "The calm before the storm, this great trend of the world, will eventually see history repeat itself."

"Kid, we have fate. I'll give you a saying: hold fast to your original heart. The future world needs you." The old man somehow said this, leaving Ling Ye bewildered.

The old man did not wait for Ling Ye to react, then threw out a cultivation manual and left.

Ling Ye looked at the manual on the ground; it turned into a white light that entered his forehead, and instantly all of its content was imprinted in his mind.

Name: Star Scripture, Grade: Unknown.

Ling Ye wondered why the grade was unknown, but didn't dwell on it; he studied the manual. Instantly, the spiritual energy of the Myriad Beasts Forest surged into him from all directions.

Ling Ye quickly circulated the Star Scripture's cultivation method and smoothly broke through the Qi Condensation realm.

Ling Ye checked his body and found his dantian filled with golden spiritual energy; he was instantly curious.

It is well known that dantian spiritual energy is green. But feeling his body had nothing unusual, and having found nothing useful, he tidied up and left the Myriad Beasts Forest.

Ling Ye spent two thousand spirit crystals at a small shop around the Myriad Beasts Forest to buy a second-grade longsword.

"Have you heard? The Profound Heaven Sect will start recruiting disciples in a month; if I am selected I will directly ascend to heaven."

"You? Don't daydream, you know the Profound Heaven Sect's standards for recruiting disciples; only a one-in-ten-thousand genius could possibly enter the Profound Heaven Sect."

Ling Ye had just stepped out of the shop when he heard a crowd of cultivators at the door discussing the Profound Heaven Sect's triennial grand selection.

"Since there's still time, I should tighten up my cultivation." Ling Ye thought, and then plunged headfirst into the Myriad Beasts Forest.

Speaking of Ling Feng, after leaving Ling Ye, following Po Ta's guidance he arrived at a mountain cave.

"Po Ta, is this the fated place you spoke of?" Ling Feng looked at this ordinary mountain cave and always felt Po Ta was deceiving him.

"You brat, you may not believe my character, but you cannot doubt my ability." Po Ta replied arrogantly to Ling Feng.

"Your character is worthless." Ling Feng retorted, then stepped straight into the cave; instantly a gloomy feeling enveloped his whole body. He raised his spirit to twelvefold and carefully probed inside.

Suddenly a tiger's roar filled the whole cave, startling Ling Feng into a sudden jump and he ran outward.

"Po Ta, you damn it, this is a fourth-rank demonic beast saber-toothed tiger; Po Ta, are you trying to get me killed?" Ling Feng cursed, and taking advantage that the saber-toothed tiger had not yet emerged, he hurriedly fled.

Xiao Ta said somewhat embarrassedly, "How would I know you're this weak?"

"Po Ta, you damn it." Ling Feng scolded Xiao Ta.

Xiao Ta suddenly said: "This saber-toothed tiger's aura is unstable; it may have been heavily injured, any ideas to take it down in one go?"

"Po Ta, do you think I'm a ten-thousand realm expert? Even if this saber-toothed tiger is injured, I can't beat it." Ling Feng said through gritted teeth.

"Kid, seek wealth in danger. Moreover, the treasures inside are absolutely worth risking once." Xiao Ta continued to coax.

Ling Feng eyed Xiao Ta suspiciously, "Damn it, let's do it."

Thus Ling Feng returned again to the side of the cave, and indeed discovered that this saber-toothed tiger had suffered serious injuries, its breath very weak.

Ling Ye pulled out a dagger from his person and slowly felt his way over.

At this moment, two cultivators suddenly appeared.

"Quick look, there's an injured saber-toothed tiger, we've struck it rich!"

One of them, named Wang Jia Peng, a cultivator, said they were disciples of a major clan from the nearby ancient city.

They appeared to have the strength of peak Qi Condensation. Wang Jia Peng and Wang He also wasted no words, directly taking up their weapons and charging at the saber-toothed tiger.