The Legend of Fangren

The harvesting artisans were very efficient; in less than an hour, they had harvested most of the yellow jade stems and loaded them onto the carriage.

Two horses were enough to pull three fully loaded wooden carts, which shows that even ordinary horses in this world are much stronger than the horses in my previous life.

Such a warhorse, if it were to carry only one person into battle, demonstrates its terrifying combat power.

"A prescription, a prescription..."

Luo He stared at the warhorse, completely mesmerized, and ran over to tug at Fang Shi's sleeve, saying, "The warhorse is so majestic!"

"Uh..." Fang Shi didn't know how to respond.

He Bao, I've only ever heard that cultivators who reach the Nourishing Breath Realm gradually develop a liking for objects that are similar to their Yin Xuan nature, but I've never heard of a natal Xuan weapon being a horse.

Could it be that you've taken a liking to Ma Kai?

"No, no." Luo He understood Fang Shi's meaning and quickly shook his head, "My natal weapon is definitely a spear or something, but I feel that a spear should be paired with a good horse."

"Could it be..."

Fang Shi stroked his chin and said, "Your natal weapon is actually a long spear used by cavalry in battle?"

"Um……"

Luo He seemed to have something on her mind, and finally said hesitantly, "Perhaps that's true?"

"Hiss...that's terrible."

It should be understood that the concept of one's natal artifact is incredibly diverse, varying from person to person, and is therefore difficult to predict.

However, the higher a cultivator's level of cultivation, the stronger his Yin Xuan form becomes, and the more concrete his physical form becomes.

Therefore, some powerful cultivators and Yin Xuan appearances can be inherited. The more powerful the cultivator and the family, the easier it is to inherit a Yin Xuan appearance with a similar appearance, and the Yin Xuan appearance is also more closely related to the Yang Xuan appearance.

The cavalry's lance is the king of battle, and the cavalry, mounted on their warhorses, dominate the battlefield with the terrifying penetrating power of their long lances.

Fang Shi's gaze towards Luo He changed somewhat: "He Zi~ tell me honestly, you were about seven or eight years old when I found you in the gullies and rivers near the village. You didn't actually lose your memory, did you?"

"Of course! No..." Luo He's answer, delivered in an unusually high tone, was completely flawless.

"Emmm..." Fang Shi's suspicious gaze drew closer again, releasing immense pressure.

Having no other choice, Luohe had to rely on her exposed female identity and hug Fang Shi tightly.

"Ah~~~Okay, I won't hold it against you." That's just how this spineless Fang kid is.

Then Luohe whispered in my ear: "The star I'm looking for will always be in your eyes."

Hiss... Fang Shi, who has never had a wife in his two lifetimes, is completely under this direct attack.

"Hey! Hey! Hey!!!"

Perhaps Heaven couldn't bear to watch any longer, because Qu Mei suddenly rushed over and flicked each of them on the head, shouting, "The mystical beast is here, and it's even being carried!!!"

"Huh?" The two instantly snapped back to their normal state and gripped their weapons tightly.

The other disciples had already run off in a certain direction, and the two quickly followed. They saw that the three junior elders, each wielding a mysterious weapon, had formed an encirclement.

"Roar!"

When the disciples arrived at the scene, they heard two heavy snorts, and saw black fangs gleaming with a fierce, weapon-like luster. The arched back was two or three meters high, and a pair of scarlet beast eyes were filled with ferocity. With a heavy stomp of its hoof, a pit appeared in the earth and stone ground.

Upon seeing the harvesting of the yellow jade stalks, the farmers were so frightened that their legs went weak, and the horses pulling the goods neighed in panic.

"Roar!"

Perhaps attracted by the neighing of the startled horse, the beast immediately kicked up a cloud of dust and charged forward, intending to trample over the yellow jade bushes and kill the horse.

However, the three junior elders used a relay strategy to constantly attract the attention of the mystical beast, making it run around in circles.

Once the disciples arrived, the Grand Elder calmly said, "Have you all seen this clearly? This mystical beast is called the Stone-Toothed Boar. When it reaches adulthood, it can have the strength of a second-tier beast. It has a keen sense of smell and can easily detect a sneak attack from behind. Therefore, we must use a strategy of attrition to wear it down. Remember not to be greedy and reckless, otherwise, if it attracts too much aggro, the formation will break, and you will only increase the risk of injury."

This was practical experience, a technique for cultivators to hunt various mystical beasts in the future. The disciples listened very attentively, and several were eager to try it out.

"Elder, we are willing to step forward and give it a try."

Feng Zhonghua, along with Zhao Ba and several other disciples he had temporarily recruited, took the initiative to fight.

Upon seeing this, He Lin immediately whispered in He Qisheng's ear, "Young Master, this Feng family brat probably wants to claim the credit for the beast-hunting as his own..."

"I know." He Qisheng nodded, but did not stop him. He only said, "We all know the Feng family head's intentions, but it is precisely the Feng family head's obsession that has taught Zhonghua to have such a personality. What a pity..."

He wasn't being hypocritical; it was simply because he, Helin, and Feng Zhonghua had been playmates when they were children, and the three of them had a very good relationship. Even though there were conflicts between their families, Zhonghua was an upright and honorable person back then, and could be described as full of ambition.

Unexpectedly, when the head of the Feng family learned of this, he placed Feng Zhonghua under house arrest.

After many years, when I saw Zhonghua again, everything had changed, and his character was no longer the same as before.

In the end, all that could be done was a long sigh, and they parted ways.

"Alright, then give it a try."

Upon hearing that Feng Zhonghua had volunteered for the battle, the Grand Elder immediately agreed, causing He Qisheng to frown.

The stone-toothed boar still has strength; it would be inappropriate to let the disciple directly attack it.

However, Feng Zhonghua was extremely confident. The group stepped forward and formed an encirclement according to the position of the junior elder, their weapons displaying their power.

Feng Zhonghua's temporary magical weapon was a long, straight, single-edged sword. He released azure flames from his palm, coated the blade, and transformed it into an azure flame Nether Blade, attracting the attention of the Stone-Toothed Boar, which immediately changed its target and charged at him.

"Hmph~"

What appears to be an unavoidable collision to ordinary people is, to him, a reckless act that he could easily dodge with a simple leap.

Wait a minute... This seems to be the same way someone avoided him a month ago. In that case, isn't the wild boar he despised back then the same person he was back then?

Depend on!

"What's going on..." Everyone was shocked to see Young Master Feng's graceful figure leap up, but suddenly he lost his footing. The elders were terrified and quickly stepped forward to steady the Stone-Toothed Pig.

"..."

Fang Shi was even more confused when he noticed that Feng Zhonghua, whom he had just rescued, glared at him for no apparent reason.

What? You have a crush on me too? Then you'll have to wait your turn after my little He Bao.

"Sigh..." He Qisheng noticed Feng Zhonghua's loss of composure and shook his head in disappointment. "He really has become this temperamental now."

Having suffered a setback, Feng Zhonghua immediately volunteered to fight again, grabbing his Qingyan Blade and charging forward.

This time, he did not fail. Facing the charge, he dodged to the side several times, using his blue flames to tease the pig bristles.

The blue flames entangled and bound the boar's body, seemingly causing no harm. However, after a few rounds, the blue flames had already blazed fiercely on the stone-toothed boar's body. The seemingly cool blue flames were actually deceiving the senses. By the time the heat accumulated inside the body and could not be dissipated, it was too late.

The stone-toothed pig's nostrils began to flare more and more, but the heat inside its body had reached its limit, burning its internal organs. Finally, it let out a loud screech to the sky, collapsed to the ground, and lost consciousness.

"Well done, young master!"

Seeing Feng Zhonghua's bravery in single-handedly burning away the ferocious beast, Zhao Ba quickly stepped forward to flatter him. These words were not only for the young master's ears, but also for the harvesting farmers who were already trembling with fear.

This way, when they returned to the city, they could spread the Feng family's deeds.