Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Spinning Top, Explosive Warrior

Like master, like servant.

Just by looking at the arrogant manner of these two soldiers, one could tell that Baron Wildfire was no ordinary man.

"Damn it, you dog, how dare you talk to me like that?"

Zhang Feng's eyes widened in anger.

This was the first time in his life that an ordinary person had pointed a finger at him and insulted him. He immediately rolled up his sleeves and was about to go up and teach the other person a lesson.

"Commander, wait!"

Yang Sheng suddenly reached out and grabbed his arm to stop him.

Zhang Feng suppressed his anger and turned around to ask in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

"Let's take a step back first, and I'll explain everything to you in detail after we leave here."

Yang Sheng looked serious and lowered his voice to advise him.

Zhang Feng gritted his teeth, glared fiercely at the soldier, and finally turned and left with Yang Sheng.

The group walked around to another part of the woods and stopped. It was a more secluded and quiet place.

"Why are you being so cautious? Do you perhaps know something about that Baron Wildfire?"

Zhang Feng looked at Yang Sheng, his tone still carrying lingering anger.

"Commander, this Baron of the Wildfire is a minor nobleman who was only promoted a few years ago in the province of Fasno, and his reputation has always been very bad."

Yang Sheng explained.

"So what? Even if he's level 37, I'm level 33."

"With the rest of you added in, are you suggesting we're afraid of him?"

Zhang Feng said with seven objections and eight complaints.

"Commander, please calm down."

Yang Sheng shook his head, his tone serious, and explained, "With our help, is the Baron all alone?"

“Since he brought troops here, he must also have Soul Masters protecting him.”

"Therefore, if a fight really breaks out, we are not actually in a favorable position, and we probably won't come out on top..."

Chapter 101 The Crimson Flame Bird Clan

Yang Sheng didn't finish his sentence, but his meaning was already very clear.

"This is so damn frustrating!"

Zhang Feng slammed his fist heavily against the tree trunk beside him, and withered leaves fell down in a flurry.

"Commander, patience brings peace, and taking a step back opens up a vast sky."

Wang Teng also quickly offered his advice.

This is a crucial time for him to acquire his second spirit ring, and Wang Teng really doesn't want to create any unnecessary complications or add any risks.

It took Zhang Feng a while to gradually calm down.

Then, he turned to Yang Sheng and asked again, "But now, the road has been blocked by them. How are we supposed to get through?"

"Didn't you say before that the Crimson Flame Bird's habitat is in this area?"

All eyes turned to Yang Sheng.

Yang Sheng remained calm and immediately explained, "Don't worry, everyone. These roadblocks are just ordinary soldiers. They can't really stop us."

"We'll sneak in quietly when night falls."

"That's one way."

Zhang Feng pondered for a moment, then nodded and said, "Then let's wait until it gets dark before we take action."

No one said anything more. They each found a place to sit down and rest, conserving their energy and waiting for night to fall.

As the light and shadow shifted in the woods, faint voices and shouts occasionally drifted from afar—the sounds of Baron Wildfire's soldiers patrolling.

Wang Teng leaned against a tree root, gazing into the depths of the sealed-off woodland, silently planning his next move.

The bouncy cat gently rolled over in its cage, purring softly, completely unaware of the undercurrents surging around it.

Night fell like a thick, dark curtain, as if even the heavens were secretly helping. There was not a single moonlight tonight, and the entire Soul Hunting Forest was plunged into unfathomable darkness.

A few faint lights flickered in the distance, probably from the campfires lit by the night watchmen.

"Get ready, everyone. The time has come, we should move out."

Zhang Feng was the first to stand up and spoke to everyone in a low voice.

Upon hearing this, everyone stood up and began checking their belongings.

"Windwalker Cat, possess me!"

Zhang Feng walked at the front of the group and gave a low shout to complete the Martial Soul Possession.

Bluish-gray fur and markings emerged from his body, his hands transformed into sharp claws, and his pupils contracted into vertical pupils like those of a feline, faintly gleaming in the darkness.

"Meow?"

Seeing this change, the bouncy cat in the cage poked its little head out in surprise, stretched out its paw and gently scratched at Zhang Feng through the iron cage, while also making a soft meow.

"Commander, this little guy probably thinks of you as one of his own kind."

Yang Sheng turned around and glanced at the jumping cat in the cage on his back, and couldn't help but laugh.

"Keep it quiet, don't disturb Baron Wildfire's men."

Zhang Feng frowned slightly and whispered his instructions.

"Stop yelling, or you'll get a beating."

Wang Teng reached out and lightly patted the iron cage, pretending to be serious and trying to scare it away.

The jumping cat seemed to remember that it was Wang Teng who had stunned and captured it. Startled, it immediately shrank back into the corner of the cage and stopped making a sound.

Under the cover of the thick darkness, the group began to stealthily make their way towards the guarded area.

After Zhang Feng's martial spirit was attached to him, he gained excellent night vision. Led by him, the others followed in his footsteps and carefully made their way inside.

They avoided the bright areas along the patrol route, advancing slowly under the cover of trees and bushes. Before long, they successfully crossed the soldiers' perimeter and entered the sealed-off area.

"Finally, we're in."

"These guards are practically useless to Soul Masters. I really don't know what the Baron is trying to achieve by making such a big show of it."

Wang Teng's older brother, Wang Sheng, glanced back at the soldiers still patrolling mechanically in the distance and couldn't help but mutter to himself.

Upon hearing Wang Sheng's words, Li Zhishu turned around and explained in a low voice, "You two are still young and don't quite understand these social customs."

“Soul Masters like Baron Wildfire, who have only been in a noble position for a few years, once they gain power, they can’t wait to immediately sever ties with their past selves and their original social class.”

"Setting up this kind of display is the simplest and most direct way to 'distinguish'."

"Alright, that's all for now, Captain, speed things up."

After saying that, Li Zhishu quickened his pace to catch up with Zhang Feng ahead.

Wang Teng and Wang Sheng quickly followed.

The forest at night was fraught with danger, and their pace was already slow.

In addition, the surrounding light was dim, making it impossible to light a fire.

Therefore, Wang Teng and his team had to be extra careful with every step they took, and their speed slowed down considerably.

What should have been a journey of only one or two hours to the Red Flame Bird's habitat took them a whole night.

As dawn approached but before full light broke through, a hazy white light finally appeared in the east.

With the help of this faint light, Wang Teng and the others were finally able to roughly see their surroundings.

Where have we gotten to?

Wang Teng looked around at the dense forest and couldn't help but ask.

"I didn't expect it would take all night."

"If I had known it would be this slow, I would have rested well last night and waited until dawn to set off."

Li Zhishu rubbed her sore calves, feeling somewhat annoyed.

"Yang Sheng, are you not here yet?"

Zhang Feng, who was walking ahead, stopped, his tone slightly annoyed.

"Commander, everyone, we've arrived."

Yang Sheng calmly unfolded the leather map in his hand and carefully examined it in the morning light.

"The map shows that there is a large lake ahead, called Chidori Lake."

"The habitat of the Crimson Flame Bird is on the mountain wall on the south side of Thousand Birds Lake."

"Finally here!"

Upon hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and their tense nerves relaxed slightly.

"Commander, let's walk a little further. We can rest after we see Thousand Bird Lake with our own eyes."

Yang Sheng suggested.

"Okay, everyone, let's give it our all and keep moving forward."

Zhang Feng rallied his spirits and led everyone to continue forward.

This time Yang Sheng was right. They walked for less than a quarter of an hour, and a wide expanse of water came into view through the gaps in the trees.

At the same time, various sounds gradually became clearer: the sound of the lake water gently lapping against the shore, mixed with the high and low, crisp or loud bird calls.

"Giggle—"

"Wow—"

"Gah—"