My path to immortality was smooth sailing.

Six one-horned bulls, three of which are already adults, with thick hides and strong bodies, and their strength is comparable to the late stage of Qi Refining.

The other three were still minors, and the three of them immediately took a liking to them.

The three of them quietly approached and crouched behind an ancient tree that was dozens of meters tall, discussing and devising a strategy in hushed tones.

"Wei Long, give me the Broken Army Blade, I'll take the lead in the attack."

"Sister Wei Yun, go and provoke the bull herd. At least lure away two of the three adult bulls."

Wei Jing leaned out of the ancient tree and lowered his voice to arrange the tactics.

"What about me?" Wei Long asked anxiously.

"Young Master Long, you will cover for me."

"I..." Wei Long's face was full of resentment, but when he thought about how he had the lowest cultivation level, it seemed that he was not of any use except to support the enemy and provide assistance.

"Wei Jing, are you sure you can do it?" Wei Jun looked at Wei Jing with some doubt. Even if she lured away two unicorn bulls, there were still four left.

"How about we pay more?" Wei Jing asked tentatively.

"Get lost!" Wei Long rolled his eyes at him, annoyed.

"Then there's nothing more to say, let's get started!" After saying that, Wei Jing leaped up the giant tree and looked down at the waters below.

Wei Yun gave Wei Jing a deep look, then resolutely turned and walked towards the herd of wild bulls.

Without further hesitation, she channeled her spiritual energy into her legs, and like a nimble swift, she darted out from behind the ancient tree and sped straight toward the herd of wild bulls.

The spiritual energy fluctuations of a sixth-level Qi Refining cultivator emanated from her body, like a stone thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples.

"Big bull, take this fireball!" Wei Yun shouted, his hands forming a hand seal, and flames instantly erupted from his hands.

"Boom! Boom!"

He threw down five or six fireballs, and Wei Yun stood on the water's surface, his feet treading on the waves, his demeanor full of provocation.

Sure enough, the bull herd became restless.

The largest male bull suddenly raised its head, its amber eyes fixed on Wei Jun's direction, its nostrils opening and closing, exhaling two streams of scorching white vapor.

"Take another fireball from me!"

Wei Yun leaped high into the air, flames bursting from his hands. Two fireballs struck the bull directly, creating a deafening roar.

But when the fireworks faded, the bull was unharmed, though its eyes were bloodshot, clearly indicating that it had been thoroughly enraged.

"Moo!!"

A roar rang out, and the herd of cattle charged straight at Wei Yun. Wei Yun was immediately alarmed and channeled his spiritual energy into his feet, fleeing at full speed.

Wei Jing and Wei Long hid in the ancient tree and watched this scene.

Wei Long was slightly alarmed and asked, "Will Sister Wei Yun be able to come back alive?"

"Don't worry! The one-horned bull is too clumsy; it can't catch up with her."

"Let's go! It's our turn to work." With that, Wei Jing leaped down from the ancient tree and followed the herd of cattle.

He hadn't expected that Wei Yun's move would lead all the cattle in the herd away.

However, it's not a big problem. The two of them can just follow behind and hunt down any stragglers among the bulls.

The herd of cattle ran with tremendous force, and the ground trembled.

Wei Yun's figure appeared and disappeared in the distance. She moved nimbly, sometimes leaping to the treetops, sometimes disappearing into the dense forest, and occasionally turning back to throw out a fireball or two to provoke the cattle.

"Moo!!"

"Moo!!"

The roar of the bull shook the entire dense forest. Wei Long broke out in a cold sweat; the commotion was just too much!

The two followed for more than twenty minutes until one of the young bulls finally fell behind.

About twenty feet ahead, a small bull fell behind the group.

It is only about two-thirds the size of an adult bull, with a single horn no more than half a foot long, the tip of which has a milky white sheen, and its fur is grayish-white rather than the dark brown of an adult bull.

At this moment, it was breathing rapidly, whimpering softly, and calling for its companions.

Little did he know, instead of his companions, Death himself had quietly crept up behind him with his scythe.

Wei Jing made a sudden move, channeling his spiritual power into the Po Jun Blade, which immediately unleashed a sharp edge.

He used his Wind Technique to get behind the bull and then unleashed a powerful slash.

"Moo!"

The short knife was plunged into the side of the calf, penetrating three inches, and hot blood gushed out immediately, causing the calf to cry out in pain.

However, before it could even feel the pain, Wei Jing ended its life with a second cut.

The Broken Army Blade can pierce armor with a single strike and kill with two.

A sharp flash of light, and the immature one-horned bull fell silent.

"What a sharp blade!" Wei Jing exclaimed in surprise, "No wonder it's a magical weapon."

"You killed one so easily? That's too easy!" Wei Long jumped out. He didn't even see clearly. Wei Jing was extremely fast. With a swift stroke of his knife, he finished off the bull.

"Or else, you thought...?"

Before Wei Jing could finish speaking, he suddenly slapped Wei Long away with his palm, and immediately used the Light Wind Technique to move his body sideways by about ten feet.

"Moo!"

A fully grown bull with bloodshot eyes charged forward, its body glowing with a faint yellow light, clearly indicating that it was extremely angry and had entered a state of battle frenzy.

The impact missed, and Wei Jing and his companion narrowly escaped. The cat crashed directly into an ancient tree that was tens of meters tall, knocking it down.

"Hiss, a fully grown one-horned bull." Wei Long gasped, looking at the fallen ancient tree, his body trembling slightly. If that impact had landed on him, he would probably be in pieces by now.

"Wei Jing, run!"

Wei Long quickly told him to run away, but Wei Jing's eyes were filled with intense fighting spirit.

"Why run? It's just a lone, one-horned bull. Isn't that our target?" Wei Jing's eyes flashed, and he charged forward with his Broken Army Blade in hand.

"Wei Jing! Wei Jing!"

Wei Long was shocked. They had agreed to only hunt underage bulls. This guy was too reckless.

"Moo! Moo!"

It charged suddenly toward Wei Jing.

The bull went completely berserk, and Wei Jing tightened his grip on the Broken Army Blade, the spiritual light on the blade still flickering slightly.

Actually, he was also apprehensive, but this was also a good opportunity.

A lone, one-horned bull.

This time, Wei Jing neither dodged nor avoided. He formed hand seals, and a heavy water curtain appeared in front of him.

"Wei Jing! Are you crazy!" Wei Long shouted from behind, his voice filled with anxiety. "That's a fully grown bull! Late-stage Qi Refining!"

"boom!"

The bull, its body stained with an earthy yellow sheen, crashed violently into the heavy water canopy, sending Wei Jing flying more than ten meters as expected.

Fragments of soil flew everywhere, and dust filled the sky.

"He does have some strength." Wei Jing slowly stood up. The heavy water canopy blocked most of the damage, so he was not injured.

"But if we only rely on brute force, we won't be able to escape today."

With the Light Wind Technique activated, Wei Long instantly appeared beside the bull, his Breaking Army Blade flashing with sharpness, and a sound like metal clashing against stone rang out as he slashed down.

"That hard?"

The Broken Army Blade couldn't even break through its defenses.

"Moo!" The one-horned bull turned its head, its scarlet eyes staring straight at Wei Jing.

Without any hesitation, Wei Jing clenched his fist and used the Heavy Water Technique, instantly covering his fist with a layer of heavy water. Wei Jing then punched the bull's head hard.

"Bang!"

The bull was knocked off balance, its front end veering off course.

"What a tough bull's head." Wei Jing rubbed his fist, then struck again, delivering a barrage of punches to the bull's head.

With the enhancement of the Heavy Water Technique, his punches possessed immense force.

But the bull wasn't one to take a beating; with a single shove of its horns, Wei Jing was sent flying several meters.

The man and the ox became so excited that they kicked up clouds of dust.

For a time, they were evenly matched.

Wei Long, who was standing to the side, was stunned.

"There's even a contest of strength with a one-horned bull, a hand-to-hand combat," he murmured, somewhat bewildered.