Mythology Returns! Starting with Folklore and Strange Tales

Weasels may not be able to defeat wild beasts, but they're more than capable of taking down a small child, right?

Even three or five adults can't catch it, yet it can pluck someone's head off in a matter of minutes.

As for the little devil in front of me, although I don't know where he learned this evil skill from, judging from his young age, even if he has been trained since childhood, his growth is limited.

To put it bluntly, those who are truly talented have long been taken back to temples and hidden away by the Buddhist and Taoist sects. Those guys have lost many seniors and promising talents during the turbulent century. They are no longer as arrogant as they used to be. They don't care about innate talent or comprehension. As long as one's temperament is right, one can be led to the mountain gate to cultivate in peace.

Well, the reason why the entry requirements have been lowered so much is because the gods and Buddhas are not manifest, the Qi energy is low, and even those with real skills cannot achieve any results. In the face of the continuation of the lineage, there is naturally no need to be arrogant.

Of course, when the right path is difficult, the unorthodox path is not easy either, but since it is called the unorthodox path, those who take the crooked path will always live better than the upright people.

The upper limit is low, so you're easy to get beaten up and easy to be exterminated, but you're also easy to survive and make a living. It's good enough if you can show off your power in life. What chance do you have to ascend to heaven these days!

Thinking about it this way, the weasel couldn't quite understand how Zhang Wei had been taken away by unorthodox methods instead of learning the true path.

But now is not the time to think about these things.

Seeing the weasel suddenly turn and charge towards him, Zhang Wei became wary.

He had no idea what other insidious abilities this weasel, who had usurped the position of mountain god, possessed, but the weasel had already charged at him, and it was too late to turn around and run. Moreover, although he had the ability to enhance his abilities, a two-wheel drive vehicle could not outrun a four-wheel drive vehicle.

With a thought, he silently took two steps back, his feet firmly planted on the ground as he took a deep breath.

The thin moonlight energy in the mountains, mixed with a large number of impurities, was extracted into his body by the Qi Refining Technique. After being transformed by strengthening his skin and bones, it became a little bit of amplified blood and qi power stored in his body. His legs were crossed one after the other, his body was slightly squatting, and at the same time, his chin moved slightly, and his calm expression turned slightly bitter.

With a gust of yellow wind, the weasel, running wildly on all fours, was delighted to see Zhang Wei retreating. Then, seeing his worried expression, joy welled up in its heart.

It says that in this day and age, where would a kid with such unorthodox skills get such great abilities, let alone the outstanding mental fortitude of those seasoned veterans?

Sure enough, the moment the water hit his face, the other person was so frightened that they became flustered and exposed their vulnerability.

As it ran, a human-like smile appeared on the weasel's face, and saliva dripped from its open mouth and sharp teeth.

Such a spirited and capable doll must taste quite good!

As for whether eating the other party would attract the old... the weasel didn't think about that at the moment. Besides, Xiakou Village had already angered it, and now that they were asking someone to kill it, it further enraged the weasel, which was not very big-minded. When it saw its demon children and grandchildren dead and injured in the temple, it had already decided that it would go down the mountain tomorrow to deal with these disrespectful bastards in Xiakou Village.

Of course, after doing this, the Taihang Mountains no longer had any chance of its survival, but it didn't care much.

Anyway, I've studied the position of mountain god for so many years but haven't really managed to seize it, so I might as well give up and head north to my own place outside the pass to properly establish a shrine and receive offerings!

Although it has fallen behind in recent years due to not following the path of the household spirits, the survival of people and livestock in Xiakou Village is enough to make up for these losses and give it a push. Who knows, it might even be able to go back and compete with its own grandfather's generation.

It may seem complicated, but it's really just a matter of what both sides are thinking.

In reality, it was only a matter of a flash. The weasel, having reached the end of its run, suddenly stood up on its hind legs, its sharp front claws aimed straight at Zhang Wei's chest and abdomen.

First, take out the heart, then cut open the abdomen, bite off the throat with a big mouth, and then take a couple of bites of the hot food!

But the next moment, both the man and the wolf were startled.

Zhang Wei, who swiftly caught the weasel's paws, was slightly surprised to find the force in his hands weaker than he had expected. Although this weasel was incredibly strong, and even a strong adult would be overpowered by it, he was not a normal person!

wrong!

After two sacrifices, consuming offerings and the essence of the sun and moon, along with a day and night of strengthening his skin and bones, Zhang Wei, though he hadn't specifically measured his strength, had already surpassed the 500-jin mark and was heading straight for 1,000 jin.

This 500 is not the limit; just raising one's hand or foot carries the force of 500 jin. If one were to exert their utmost effort, the pure data would be double that.

Of course, even now he wouldn't dare to provoke the Pig King's whiskers, but why is a weasel trying to do something crooked and evil instead of charging like the Pig King?

You think you're worthy?

With a thought, he instantly shifted his legs and delivered a powerful kick to the chest.

Before it even kicked the weasel, it already regretted it.

If I had known, I would have run a little further and used some unorthodox methods instead of fighting this strong kid in close combat.

No, it doesn't understand.

This little kid is only ten years old. Where does he get the energy and resources to both learn evil magic and improve his physical body?

But the next moment, a kick to the chest silenced all the weasel's complaints. Then Zhang Wei pounced on it, pinning it down and spitting out two mouthfuls of True Yang Arrow, which, along with small pieces of meat, smeared the weasel's face.

In an instant, the weasel let out a mournful howl, and its face, which had been struck by the True Yang Arrow, blistered profusely as if it had been splashed with sulfuric acid.

The hair was rotting, the skin was scorched, and the flesh was torn apart, exposing the bare bones. Coupled with that short scream, it was exceptionally eerie and terrifying.

But Zhang Wei didn't care about any of that. At that moment, his mind was completely blank except for pure rage fueled by saturated adrenaline!

Enveloped in malevolent energy, he slammed his fists down fiercely.

Blood and flesh flew everywhere under his fists. Driven by instinct, Zhang Wei, who seemed to be insane, turned his fists into claws and used his murderous aura as claw blades to tear at the weasel's body.

Amidst the dripping blood and swirling malevolent energy around him, a grotesque beast-like figure, resembling a jackal with a single horn on its head, scales covering its face, and blood-red eyes, emerged from the blood mist, landing three inches above Zhang Wei's head, its gaze fixed on the yellow demon beneath him with a look of utter covetousness.

Huang Yao, who was struggling, felt a chill from the depths of his soul in just one glance when their eyes met.

With the body of a wolf and a single horn, the appearance of a dragon and a fierce look, what else could it be but Yazi?

A malevolent aura?

Yes, this is a dragon-related deity. Although it is called a divine beast, it is more cruel and bloodthirsty than all kinds of evil beasts. What is evil energy? This is its job. In fact, if you use Yazi in places that are neither evil nor malevolent, it will be disliked by the divine beast.

I understand now, but it's too late.

Under the watchful gaze of Ya Zi, the weasel cowered in fear, its body turning ice-cold, barely able to move, let alone resist.