Living as a Mortal: Grinding Experience Starting from the Underworld

Whoosh!

Without hesitation, Zhang Feng seized the opportunity and threw the bone knife!

They aimed straight for the hideous head.

Boom!

The bone knife pierced through the hideous scalp, with half of the blade embedded in the hideous forehead, and dark green viscous liquid dripped continuously from the wound!

"Roar~"

It screamed in agony, shaking its head frantically, trying to shake off the bone knife pinned to its head.

That ferocity is all show and no substance!

Zhang Feng's mind suddenly became active. If he didn't seize this opportunity that he had unintentionally created to hunt down the culprit, he would miss it.

As Zhang Feng activated the Netherworld Body Refining Technique, black patterns appeared all over his body, and the power of the Netherworld adhered to his skin.

Without hesitation, he seized the opportunity, leaped high onto the stone platform, and darted swiftly through the stone forest.

"Roar~"

Seemingly sensing danger, the ferocious beasts summoned a portion of the herd to charge towards Zhang Feng.

Several small fire-scaled beasts rushed towards Zhang Feng, but most of the large fire-scaled beasts remained in place, and some even slowly retreated.

Zhang Feng's figure was blurry, leaving a black afterimage, as he noticed the abnormality of the beast horde.

The bone knife damaged its brain! Even commanding the herd became problematic!

With his last lingering concerns dispelled, Zhang Feng dodged several fire-scaled beasts that pounced on him.

He gripped Fei Ying tightly in both hands and charged straight at the ferocious beast!

"Roar~"

The ferocious beast roared again, and the several tall fire-scaled beasts that had been watching stood up and blocked Zhang Feng's path.

Zhang Feng neither dodged nor evaded; he had already confirmed that his current physical body could withstand the impact of the Fire-Scaled Beast.

However, Zhang Feng did not allow the Fire-Scaled Beast to tear him apart.

Bang!

The two collided, and Zhang Feng, wielding Fei Ying, swiftly cleaved off the Fire Scale Beast's head.

Zhang Feng paused only slightly before charging towards the ferocious beast.

"Roar~"

With a ferocious roar, its tail suddenly split open, and several half-meter-long bone spikes extended out like flowers.

Whizzing!

Bone spikes pierced the air, penetrating the fire-scaled beast blocking his way and striking Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng stepped on the head of the Fire-Scaled Beast blocking his way, using the momentum to leap up and dodge, before continuing his advance.

After a short interval, the menacing tail fin once again spewed up bone spikes.

Before the launch could even begin, Zhang Feng had already leaped onto the top of the ferocious beast's head in the blink of an eye.

She thrust her sword down with a swift motion.

"Hooray~"

It violently shook its head, and suddenly several brown tentacles extended from its mouth, wrapping around Zhang Feng's hands and feet, trying to pull Zhang Feng's body.

"snort!"

Zhang Feng didn't hesitate at all. He twisted the hilt of the sword with his wrist and stirred it violently. Black Yin energy clung to the blade, violently stirring the hideous brain matter.

"Waaah~"

With a ferocious howl, the brown tentacles tugged at Zhang Feng even harder.

The grotesque head was too big; Fei Ying could only stir up part of the brain matter. Zhang Feng looked at the bone knife that was half-inserted in and had an idea.

He loosened the sword hilt with one hand, turned around and kicked the end of the bone knife, driving it straight into the hideous head.

The tentacles that were binding Zhang Feng immediately released their force.

Fearing the wound was too small to kill the ferocious beast, Zhang Feng pulled out Fei Ying, moved it to a different spot, and inserted it again.

Zhang Feng stopped Fei Ying's thrusting several times until the entire head of the ferocious beast was a bloody mess.

"Phew~"

With a long sigh, Zhang Feng shook off the green liquid sticking to his sword.

The moment the ferocious fire-scaled beasts fell, they scattered like birds and beasts.

Li Keng's body was also carried away by the fleeing Fire Scale Beast, leaving only a blood-stained storage bag.

It's a bit of a pity that I couldn't get the cultivation method for Li Qiang's ghostly movement technique.

After resting for a while, Zhang Feng got up and began searching for the ferocious beast crystals.

As expected, Zhang Feng found a beast crystal the size of a fist.

Unfortunately, the dead Fire Scale Beast had no beast crystal inside its body.

However, this large beast crystal is enough.

Zhang Feng became excited; he had gained a lot, and this adventure was worthwhile.

After the battle, Zhang Feng reflected on his experience and realized that he had overestimated the Yin-Yang Beasts of the Yin-Yang Land.

These Netherworld Beasts, which dare not live in Storm Mountain, are probably the lowest and weakest Netherworld Beasts.

It could be solved with a little cooperation from an ordinary person, and it would be even easier for Zhang Feng, who had already entered the initial stage of body refinement.

If it weren't for the presence of the beast horde, he could probably tear the ferocious beast apart by himself in a one-on-one fight.

He removed the hide from the ferocious beast, put it in his backpack, and took a few bone spikes. As for the bone knife in the ferocious beast's head, Zhang Feng forcefully broke it into the beast's brains.

No wonder that after that attack, the ferocious beast gradually lost its ability to resist.

Zhang Feng packed his backpack, wiped the green slime off his body with animal hide, and smoothed away the marks of battle.

He still needs to continue gaining experience in Huangtu Village and digesting these Yinming Beast Crystals to improve his strength.

As for the disputes within the village, as long as his strength increases, none of that will be a problem.

……

"Immortal Master, you've come out!"

As soon as Zhang Feng left the lair, he saw Huang Qing and his group waiting for him.

Beside Huang Qing, Huang Tianhe, with a palm-sized red mark on his face, was looking at him with expectant eyes.

"Immortal Master, you've lost quite a few items!"

Huang Qing looked at the bulging backpack on Zhang Feng's back and couldn't help but ask.

"Haha, it's nothing! We encountered an injured Fire Scale Beast along the way, so we killed it and skinned it for later use."

Zhang Feng explained with a smile that there was no need to say more; intelligent people would understand on their own.

Huang Qing noticed that the bone knife he had given to Zhang Feng was missing, and instead, Zhang Feng had several unfamiliar bone spikes in his hand. He was startled and decided to shut his mouth.

Cultivators are indeed powerful individuals who keep their abilities hidden; Dad was right.

"Alright, now that you're all out safely, everyone stay close to me. We'll be safe once we get back to the village."

Huang Qing led the way, while Huang Tianhe quietly approached Zhang Feng.

"Brother Zhang, how's it going? Did you get any beast crystals?"

Zhang Feng remained silent, then flipped his wrist and stuffed the beast crystal he had hidden in his sleeve into Huang Qing's hand.

"Hey! I knew it..."

Huang Qing couldn't help but get excited, and Zhang Feng quickly reached out and covered his mouth.

"Thank you, thank you, Brother Zhang."

"Grandpa is right. Once someone falls into the beast's den, the probability of obtaining a beast crystal from it increases significantly!"

"Brother Zhang, consider this beast crystal something I owe you. Next month is my sixteenth birthday, and then I'll be able to join the demon-hunting team to personally slay the Fire Scale Beast and find the beast crystal."

"When the time comes, I will definitely return an even larger beast crystal to you."

Huang Qing kept chattering in Zhang Feng's ear the whole way, but Zhang Feng didn't get impatient at all.

A sincere young man will never bore you.

Looking at Huang Qing, Zhang Feng saw only himself from ten years ago.

At that time, he had been cultivating for nearly ten years, breaking through from the initial stage of Qi Refining to the later stage, and was full of hope for his cultivation talent and future.

Even though his pseudo-spiritual root talent was poor, he was full of confidence that his cultivation speed would not be weaker than that of his senior brothers and sisters with three spiritual roots.

But reality is always so cruel; his spiritual talent shattered his confidence and hope.

Ten years have passed, and the senior brothers and sisters have all reached the Qi Refining Perfection stage, and have even accumulated enough spirit stones to buy Foundation Establishment Pills.

Even his junior sister Mei Xin, who started cultivating two years later than him and possessed three spiritual roots, had already caught up with his cultivation level.

As for Zhang Feng? He buried himself in arduous cultivation and only managed to reach the thirteenth level of Qi Refining. After that, his cultivation almost stagnated, and he could only practice some mortal martial arts to maintain his confidence in making progress every day.

However, the path of cultivation is ultimately ruthless and selfless, and this bit of confidence is just a drop in the ocean.

In this way, Zhang Feng's confidence and hope were largely worn away over the next ten years.

The only thing that sustained his steady cultivation was that persistent, unwilling resentment.

Now, everything is back to normal. Although we are still in danger, hope has been rekindled.

At seventeen, I returned with full confidence and hope, displaying even greater resilience.

This trip was very fruitful.