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Long-distance transport trucks are not the most comfortable means of transportation. After ten days of poor sleep, even though Fang Lin Kong was physically strong, he could no longer endure it. Despite the bumps in the truck, he did not show any signs of fatigue; his body had grown sluggish. Moreover, he was unaware of the gray shadow that had been trailing behind the truck.
The Six-Eyed Celestial Wolf attempted several times to catch up with the truck, but the six flames surrounding it, invisible to the naked eye, kept it at bay. Fang Lin Kong possessed numerous magical artifacts and was becoming increasingly skilled at wielding them. After suffering a few minor setbacks, the Six-Eyed Celestial Wolf had developed a deep sense of caution.
On the highway, the most common sight was toll booths operating under the guise of government authority. Taxpayer money was used to build these roads, only for taxpayers to be charged tolls to use them—a highly profitable business indeed. While most highways in America are free to use, China's highways are notorious for their profit-making schemes. In theory, formal toll booths might be justifiable under some grand economic rationale, but those that arise from private interests are far less defensible.
As the truck was driving along, it was intercepted by a group of rugged men who resembled bandits more than citizens. The driver couldn't help but curse under his breath, "Damn it! There weren't any tolls last time I passed through; why is there one now?"
"Stop the vehicle! I swear if I see anyone still trying to drive through..."
The driver, seasoned from years on the road, recognized that he was outnumbered and dared not speak up. A large tree that had been felled across the road further dissuaded him from attempting to speed past.
Just as he was about to roll down his window to inquire about the toll fees, a dark-skinned middle-aged man with a face full of rough features approached the truck with an imposing tone: "All vehicles passing through must pay five hundred; if you want a receipt, it's a thousand." Just as he reached out to knock on the window, an invisible flame suddenly ignited on his arm. A loud and boisterous scream immediately drew everyone's attention.
To their eyes, an extraordinary sight unfolded: sparks erupted near the window and transformed into six rings of colorless flames that extended around the truck. Even in broad daylight, a chill crept into everyone's hearts.
Fang Lin Kong had been sleeping fitfully and was startled awake by the commotion. He had recently faced significant stress; any hint of danger triggered thoughts of life and death in his mind.
The six Solar Pearls were originally concealed by spiritual energy and invisible to ordinary humans. However, in his panic, Fang Lin Kong unleashed their power with all his might. The originally fist-sized flames rapidly expanded into a diameter of one and a half meters. They swirled around the truck at high speed, enlarging their defensive perimeter.
The bizarre transformation left not only the burly men blocking the road but also the truck driver in shock, causing him to let out a strange cry. He hurriedly pushed open the door, contemplating fleeing, but feared that crossing through the ring of fire might turn him into a charred husk. Caught between indecision, sweat beaded on his forehead as his mind raced at 386 miles per hour, grappling with life-and-death questions. Fang Lin Kong, still inexperienced in cultivation, could not sense the ominous aura trailing behind him from the Six-Eyed Celestial Wolf. However, the Solar Pearl was one of the protective treasures from the ancient Liexiezi, possessing considerable spiritual energy. Following the pull of the demonic aura, six flames connected seamlessly like shooting stars, hurtling toward the hidden location of the Six-Eyed Celestial Wolf.
An even more unbelievable scene unfolded before the illegal toll collectors and the driver, whose brains had short-circuited from fear.
As six flames descended, a cloud of black mist rose from the ground, rapidly expanding to form a circular screen large enough to trap the flames. The Solar Pearl sensed the intensity of the demonic energy and erupted with countless sparks of fire, creating a half-sky Fire Cloud that intertwined with the black mist.
It was unclear who first realized what was happening, but someone shouted, "Something strange is going on! Everyone run!"
By the time Fang Lin Kong calmed himself and cautiously stepped down from the truck, there was not a soul in sight.
Watching the clash between the Fire Cloud and the black mist filled Fang Lin Kong with trepidation. He rubbed his hands together, summoning two arcs of azure lightning that spiraled around him for protection. With this layer of defense, he felt considerably more secure.
Having just begun his journey in cultivation, Fang Lin Kong had not discovered any flight incantations in the Demon Hunting Team's internal materials. Thus, to move quickly from one place to another, he could only rely on modern transportation. Although the driver had fled, Fang Lin Kong still valued this truck highly. He unleashed the electric arcs from his Liexie Twin Hooks to expand his protective range.
During his studies with Oren Vikin, Fang Lin Kong never imagined he would confront non-human targets. He had shown courage when battling two assassins from True Flame Sect. However, facing off against the Six-Eyed Celestial Wolf had drained his fighting spirit to its lowest point. This beast was adept at reading human emotions and skilled in illusions, targeting weaknesses in one's heart, which left Fang Lin Kong feeling terrified.
Unlike the assassins from True Flame Sect who were straightforward in their attacks, the Six-Eyed Celestial Wolf had not shown itself since its first defeat. This silent and elusive enemy was particularly troublesome. Moreover, there was no sign on its forehead declaring it as a mastermind; despite their brief encounter, Fang Lin Kong remained unaware that he had caught this beast's attention. He thought instead that a horde of monsters in the forest had set their sights on him as an easy target.
Feeling an overwhelming sense of danger, Fang Lin Kong dared not linger any longer. He quickly summoned several treasures he could control to shield himself and the truck thoroughly. Gripping Vampire's Kiss tightly, he focused all his spiritual energy into compressing fifteen shots of Platinum Glory, ready to fire at any moment.
Although Solar Pearl was not considered a particularly precious artifact among Liexiezi's relics and had lost four of its gems during a great battle a millennium ago—diminishing its power—Fang Lin Kong still held it dear. After leaping back onto the truck, he called back the Solar Pearl.
With the engine roaring to life, the Heavy Truck sped away in a dazzling display of colorful lights, leaving everything behind in its wake.
Transformed by the Solar Pearl into the Fire Cloud, the demonic energy of the Six-Eyed Celestial Wolf was gradually dissipating. The sudden loss of pressure caused a wave of panic within him. It was only then that he truly recognized Fang Lin Kong's formidable strength.
"Perhaps this young man has yet to wield any significant power, but soon, no one will dare to insult him lightly. Should I seize this rare opportunity to take a risk, or should I withdraw early to avoid bringing trouble upon myself?"
After inhaling some demonic energy, the dark clouds receded, revealing a young man in his late twenties standing in place. Although he wore ancient attire from an unknown dynasty, he exuded a charm that felt far from rustic; instead, he resembled a leading man from a historical martial arts drama, radiating a mature masculine allure.
In his pair of black eyes, if one were to look closely, they would discern not just two pupils but three pairs. Each eye contained three faint gray Light Spots that formed small whirlpools, creating an eerie gaze.
The man, embodying the Six-Eyed Celestial Wolf, silently watched the departing Heavy Truck and murmured to himself, "I will not give up just like that; at the very least, I must try one last time."
As the figure of the man transformed from the Six-Eyed Celestial Wolf faded away, a fierce gust of wind swept up a deep trail of earth behind him, following the tracks of the Heavy Truck and raising clouds of dust into the air.
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