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Of course, the task of fishing was naturally entrusted to a certain handsome man. Before long, the three of them had made quite a good catch.
In high spirits, Ziying stood by the riverbank, gazing at the clusters of Sophora Flowers that had not yet withered and bloomed even more vibrantly than in early spring. Unable to resist, she swallowed hard and rushed toward them.
Ziyan picked two large Lotus Leaves from a small pond right by the river and followed suit, then handed them to Ziying, who only remembered the fragrant scent of the Sophora Flowers and had empty hands at that moment.
Before long, the two sisters had gathered two large bags filled with Sophora Flowers held in Lotus Leaves and returned to the bamboo basket that was also filled with several kinds of river delicacies, gently placing them on top of the fresh catch.
Occasionally, water splashed out from another bucket on the ground as several fish inside, unwilling to be trapped in such a small container, flopped around restlessly.
Afterward, Ziyan instructed her sister to gather more varieties of wild vegetables and soak the river delicacies in salted water when they got home.
This was because she planned to go into the forest with Ling Yuxuan to hunt some animals to enrich tomorrow's birthday feast.
Once she finished instructing her sister, the three of them busied themselves.
Ziying searched for fresh wild vegetables near the river, while Ziyan followed Ling Yuxuan up the mountain and into the jungle.
Once they were completely out of sight of outsiders, the two began to use their lightness skills to leap swiftly above the treetops, occasionally looking down to observe the ground of the jungle.
Sure enough, it wasn't long before they discovered a Fool leisurely drinking from a mountain stream.
Ling Yuxuan signaled, and they immediately concealed themselves.
This time, Ziyan was filled with excitement. In the past, she had always relied on Ling Yuxuan for everything; this time she was determined to show her skills.
With this thought in mind, she discussed with Ling Yuxuan about taking action herself. After receiving a nod of approval from her companion, Ziyan quietly and silently leaped into a thicket of dense grass not far from the Fool.
At that moment, the unsuspecting Fool remained oblivious, with its head down and tongue extended as it continued savoring the sweet spring water, unaware that danger was quietly approaching.
Ziyan crouched low and prepared herself once more. With a gentle push off her feet, a flash of white light approached rapidly from afar.
Meanwhile, Ziyan, holding a man's dagger, had already leaped to Fool's side, standing beside him. She swiftly raised the dagger, and a white gleam flashed as it sliced along Fool's neck.
In an instant, a stream of crimson blood gushed out, spraying directly into Mountain Stream, where it mingled with the water and then spread downstream with the current.
In the blink of an eye, Fool, who had been lively and carefree just moments ago, struggled briefly before collapsing into the grass by Mountain Stream.
Seeing Fool fall, Ziyan crouched down to look at his wide-open eyes that were now slightly twitching, yet he appeared unable to close them.
She thought to herself: This way of dying is somewhat gruesome, but compared to the modern society of my previous life where live bears were used for bile extraction, this is much more humane and far more straightforward.
For the first time, Ziyan felt an overwhelming sense of joy from personally killing her prey! Feeling proud, she turned her head to Ling Yuxuan and said, "How about this? Am I good enough now?"
"Not bad," Ling Yuxuan replied calmly. "However, Fool is not one of those ferocious beasts. So your skills can only barely score a 50. You still need to work harder!"
Ling Yuxuan gently reminded the little girl who wore a proud expression.
"Oh!"
As if splashed with cold water, Ziyan immediately deflated. She acknowledged in her heart that it was indeed true. If she wanted to face or defeat more powerful beasts or malicious individuals, her current abilities were definitely far from sufficient. Therefore, she needed to double her efforts in training and learning from him.
Ling Yuxuan observed the change in Ziyan's expression and chuckled lightly. He then whistled, and four Masked Men jumped down from a nearby cliff.
Once those men approached, Ling Yuxuan assigned them the task of handling the Large Deer.
After he finished giving instructions, Ziyan smiled sweetly and reached out to take Ling Yuxuan's hand. The two exchanged smiles and nodded at each other, continuing their journey forward in silence.
However, as Ziyan and Ling Yuxuan were not too far along their path, the remaining four quickly communicated among themselves. Only one stayed behind while the other three continued to follow Ziyan and Ling Yuxuan from a distance.
As the two kept leaping through the vast mountains and forests in search of something, they unknowingly crossed several large mountains and a deep Grand Canyon. A misty and fantastical mountain peak appeared before them.
The mountain range stretched endlessly into a dense forest, almost completely shrouded in clouds and mist.
Ziyan curiously observed, feeling that the surrounding mountainous forest with its steep cliffs was quite strange and intriguing. Intuitively, she sensed that they had stumbled into this place by accident.
Outside, no one would dare to venture in, and it would be difficult to discover this location. At this moment, Ling Yuxuan was also cautiously watching while contemplating something.
When Ziyan wanted to move forward, she was stopped by Ling Yuxuan, who held her hand. "Little one, don't rush. This mountain peak is not that simple."
After a moment, Ling Yuxuan pulled out a Jade Flute from deep within his sleeve, stood up straight, and began to play a strange yet beautiful short melody.
After a while, a strong wind gradually approached from afar, causing a stir in the jungle—
Upon closer inspection, countless monkeys suddenly sprang out from all directions, surrounding them. A mischievous Spirit Monkey even jumped directly onto Ling Yuxuan's shoulder, while another leaped into his arms.
What was happening?
“Little Spirit, meet Little Treasure.”
Ling Yuxuan gently stroked the two Spirit Monkeys, then turned to Ziyan to introduce them.
Ziyan stood in astonishment, unable to react. Just then, the previously impenetrable crowd of monkeys parted to reveal a path, along which slowly approached a fierce tiger that seemed to have a King Character on its forehead. On either side of it were two Little Tigers, entering Ziyan's line of sight.
Following that, a Python appeared as well, and this Python looked almost identical to the one she had seen in her dreams.
In an instant, Ziyan let out a startled cry; her heart raced as if it might leap into her throat, and her scalp tingled.
"Don't be afraid."
Having also spotted the tiger and the Python, Ling Yuxuan remained remarkably calm. He cradled the Spirit Monkey in his arms with one hand while using his other hand to firmly grasp Ziyan's slightly trembling hand.
Then he said, "Follow me."
He led the pale-faced Ziyan toward the fierce tiger.
With Ling Yuxuan leading the way, Ziyan, though still fearful inside, raised her head and saw Ling Yuxuan's calmness and serenity. She followed closely behind him and approached the fierce tiger.
Ling Yuxuan's eyes flashed with a smile as he reached out his other hand to touch the tiger's head. Then he turned to Ziyan and said, "See, I told you there's nothing to worry about. Come here. With me around, it will recognize you. Its name is Xingchen; it won't harm you in any way. Come—Xingchen, this is Yan'er. From now on, seeing her is like seeing me; she is also your master."
Before Ziyan could respond, she noticed the tiger had taken a couple of steps closer to them, squatting down and looking up.
So Ling Yuxuan took her hand and placed it on the tiger's head. The tiger looked at them and let out a few low growls before extending its tongue to lick Ziyan's palm, completing the recognition ceremony.
At that moment, Ziyan's heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally settled back into place.
She let out a long sigh and turned her head to see the python, her heart racing again.
"This is Little Python. Although it looks fierce, just like Xingchen, it is one of our most loyal companions. Over the years in this vast forest, besides my master, it has been with me the longest. Come here, Little Python—"
As Ling Yuxuan waved his hand, the giant python known as Little Python flicked its long red tongue and gently slid its gaze toward them.
Ziyan couldn't help but internally complain: such a large python is called Little Python? It's really ridiculous; at least it should be called Big Python.
However, as she watched Little Python glide closer, she still felt a bit uneasy inside; snakes and pythons were the animals she feared most in her life.
Only because of a person in her dreams who was associated with pythons did she have a slight change of heart, but she still felt quite afraid of these creatures.
Similarly, when the python—at least six or seven meters long and weighing around two hundred pounds—came closer, Ling Yuxuan reached out to stroke its head and neck.
Ziyan's mouth twitched a couple of times as she blinked her wide eyes filled with astonishment and disbelief. Her hand was already being guided by Ling Yuxuan to reach for Little Python's head.
She gently stroked Little Python's neck a few times: smooth and cool to the touch.
She secretly murmured to herself: "This feels really nice and smooth."
Once Ziyan became somewhat familiar with these fierce beasts, Ling Yuxuan pointed toward the misty mountain peak and gestured for them to go over.
In an instant, the three tigers and the giant python seemed to understand their orders and rushed toward the mountain peak, disappearing from sight in the blink of an eye.
Immediately after, the three Masked Men stood beside Ziyan and Ling Yuxuan, vigilantly watching the situation at the mountain top.
"They might not return for a while; we should take a moment to rest here."
Ling Yuxuan spoke to Ziyan in a loud voice, actually notifying them as well.
One of the Masked Men took off a Skin from his body and handed it over. Ling Yuxuan gladly accepted it, removed the stopper, and brought it to Ziyan's lips.
Ziyan smiled in thanks, took a couple of big gulps, then nodded to indicate he had enough. Only then did Ling Yuxuan lift the Skin to drink for himself.
After that, Ziyan stayed with Ling Yuxuan, both of them amusing themselves with a group of monkeys.
A moment passed, and suddenly there was a rumbling sound from the mountain peak, possibly caused by some creatures triggering certain mechanisms?
In any case, dust flew up from that direction, quickly engulfing the entire mountain top.
The people outside the mountain felt a sense of tension rising simultaneously, but only Ling Yuxuan squinted his eyes slightly, looking composed and serious as he fixed his gaze on that direction.
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