Chapter 41: Demonic Qi!

Among the demon beasts of Thatched Cottage Mountain, the strongest was the Mountain Lord who guarded the peak.

Rumor had it that every year, several hundred people met their deaths in this beast's maw.

Even when the Four Great Families of Ziyun City once joined forces to ascend the mountain and exterminate the Mountain Lord, they failed.

Everyone who had seen the Mountain Lord went and never returned, perishing in the tiger's jaws.

"Just a beast, what Mountain Lord!"

Lin Feng gave a cold laugh. He had not wanted to meddle, but if this demon beast dared to show itself, he would cut it down!

"Clang!"

A sword cry rang out as the Tianhong Sword left its sheath.

With only a flash of cold light, the giant tiger's head was cleaved clean off.

Fresh blood splattered, staining the surrounding branches and grass. The blood was scalding hot, so hot it actually set the vegetation ablaze.

"This…"

Lin Ya was utterly shocked.

This was the Mountain Lord who had wounded countless people!

To think it was slain so easily—Lin Feng's strength was simply extraordinary.

"This beast's cultivation is probably on par with Wu Dan Ninth Layer."

Demon beasts were far stronger than humans; at the same realm, humans were no match for demon beasts.

But Lin Feng was the exception—he had the Tianhong Sword, which could break through anything.

"This giant tiger is a treasure from head to toe. I need to find a way to bring it all back."

Lin Feng's eyes lit up, and an idea immediately came to him.

He patted Lin Ya on the shoulder and said, "Kid, go butcher this beast. Pack up the tiger hide, tiger bones, tiger whip, and all four legs, then cut off a slab of ribs and roast it for eating."

Hearing this, Lin Ya was momentarily stunned.

Lin Feng actually planned to bring the Mountain Lord back to the Lin Family.

But Lin Ya liked the idea. Borrowing the Tianhong Sword, he immediately set to work with great enthusiasm.

"Clan Leader, this tiger was wearing a bell—why didn't it ring when it approached just now?" Lin Ya said curiously as he cut apart the giant tiger's corpse and pulled out an enormous bell.

"Don't worry about that, get back to work," Lin Feng said dismissively.

In no time, Lin Feng had lit a fire and was roasting a slab of ribs half the height of a person.

Over the flames, the tiger ribs sizzled with oozing fat.

An extraordinary meaty aroma wafted out; just one whiff was enough to make mouths water.

Finishing his work, Lin Ya squatted down nearby, unable to wait.

By then the tiger ribs were done. Lin Feng cut off a piece and ate it with great relish.

"Not bad."

Lin Feng nodded in satisfaction. Eating the Mountain Lord's meat would very likely boost one's cultivation—after all, this was a Martial Pill Realm demon beast.

Unfortunately, Lin Feng was special; no matter how much he ate, it was useless.

But Lin Ya was different. After only a few bites, his little face immediately flushed bright red.

"Clan Leader, I… I'm about to break through!"

Lin Ya set down the roasted meat and entered a mysterious state.

He sat cross-legged and closed his eyes.

This was all within Lin Feng's expectations. Lin Ya had originally been at Body Tempering Ninefold Cultivation, only half a step away from entering Foundation Building First Layer.

Moreover, this kid had S-Class Aptitude, with excellent Comprehension and Spiritual Root.

He only lacked an opportunity.

And now, the opportunity had come.

"If only all Clan Members were like this kid."

Lin Feng calculated in his heart: the stronger the Clan Members, the higher his own Cultivation.

Therefore, Lin Feng was eager for the Clan Members to break through quickly.

While Lin Ya was breaking through, Lin Feng ate the roasted meat and kept a vigilant eye on the surroundings, ready to protect Lin Ya's Dao.

At that moment, a graceful figure darted through the forest.

The figure seemed to catch the scent of roasting meat and immediately stopped in her tracks.

"Oh? Roasted meat!"

Following the aroma, the figure hurried over and appeared beside the fire, locking eyes with Lin Feng.

The woman before him was in the bloom of sixteen, bright and beautiful, with well-defined features. Her lustrous hair reached her waist, her yellow garments fluttered in the wind, hinting at an enchanting figure, and her white skirt fell just above the knee.

After rushing at top speed, a pair of long white legs had gathered a few dewdrops, which slid down quietly.

Lin Feng was momentarily stunned—this woman carried demonic Qi!

"Roasted meat! My favorite roasted meat!"

The yellow-clad woman leaped over, grabbed the tiger meat from the fire, and began eating.

Lin Feng's face showed wariness.

He had heard that Leiling Province had a Yao Sect, extremely powerful.

Moreover, the people within the sect liked to cultivate demon beasts and use them in battle. This person before him likely had some connection to the Yao Sect.

"Did I give you permission to eat?" Lin Feng said, frowning.

"Don't be so stingy!"

The yellow-clad woman spoke with her mouth stuffed full of tiger meat, her words slurred. After finally swallowing, she looked at Lin Feng.

"This is tiger meat, it's really good."

"By the way, my name is Huang Ling'er, I'm a Tudi of the Yao Sect. I owe you for this meal, I'll remember it. If anyone bullies you in the future, just mention this young lady's name." Huang Ling'er finished the tiger meat and said, satisfied.

"I still need to go find my lost little tiger, so I won't stay any longer."

Huang Ling'er laughed and was about to leave.

But at that moment, she abruptly stopped, turned back to look at the fire, then looked at Lin Feng.

"What are you looking at? It's not necessarily the same one."

Lin Feng's mouth twitched — it couldn't be that much of a coincidence, could it?

Huang Ling'er's pretty face darkened. She then took out a bracelet and put it on, gently shaking it twice, and a bell flew up from the grass not far away.

There, a tiger head was also hidden.

"Little tiger!"

Huang Ling'er shrieked, and in an instant her whole person changed.

A head of beautiful hair was swept up by Spirit Qi, rising high behind her, and Spirit Qi poured from her entire body, scouring the surrounding woods.

Lin Feng stood up and shielded Lin Ya in front of him.

"Don't get worked up, you ate it too, and I didn't force you."

Lin Feng was a little helpless. Who would have thought that the Mountain Lord of Thatched Cottage Mountain actually had an owner?

Of course, this couldn't all be blamed on Lin Feng.

That giant tiger was trying to eat people, killing it was merely self-defense.

"You bastard!"

Huang Ling'er gnashed her teeth, and said through gritted pearly whites, word by word: "Give me back my little tiger!"

Having said that, Huang Ling'er lightly shook her wrist, and a wave of Spirit Qi instantly swept over.

Lin Feng's eyes darkened, and he raised the Tianhong Sword and thrust out in one strike.

The Sword Dao shattered that wave, then turned into a clear breeze brushing past his face, not affecting Lin Ya in the slightest as she broke through.

"You've gone too far." Lin Feng said coldly.

"Gone too far? You ate my little tiger, and you say I've gone too far?"

Huang Ling'er laughed out of anger. She released her full Cultivation, but her Wu Dan Eighth Layer Cultivation was simply not enough to look threatening before Lin Feng.

"You ate it too, so by that logic you're my accomplice." Lin Feng shrugged.

This made Huang Ling'er even more furious. She was about to strike again—

But Lin Feng immediately released his own Cultivation, and his Enlightenment Realm Fourth Layer Cultivation suppressed Huang Ling'er, making her face go pale and her delicate frame tremble.

"Thatched Cottage Mountain actually has a powerhouse like you — who are you!" Huang Ling'er bit her red lips and demanded.

"Who I am isn't important. What's important is that this is a misunderstanding."

"Leave now, and I won't kill you. But if you insist on making trouble, I won't mind tying you up!"

Lin Feng's voice was cold.

However, rage had clouded Huang Ling'er's mind, and regardless of Lin Feng's Cultivation, she charged straight at him.

Lin Feng frowned: "Looks like you're asking for trouble."

The instant Huang Ling'er charged in, she felt her vision blur.

Lin Feng appeared beside her and brought a hand-chop down hard on her neck.

Huang Ling'er felt her vision go black, and instantly passed out.