Having cultivated myself into an immortal, all I want to do is raise female disciples.

Ye Yuchan glanced at Yun Ping, who was standing to the side with his head drooping as if nothing had happened, with a gloomy face, and shook her head helplessly.

Immediately, black flames appeared at the tip of the arrow, the scorching heat directly burning the surrounding snowflakes into billowing white mist, and clusters of black flames danced on the arrow like demons.

call out!

Black Flame Arrow!

This time, the conditions for hitting the target were more stringent than ever before.

Because monsters in a running state are not ordinary targets that stay still, even the dragon spirit at the Xuanmen stage was easy to hit due to its huge size.

But things are different now. Although this monster is large, it's not so large that you can hit it with random shots. Besides, it's really fast, so calculating the lead time is a very difficult task.

Therefore, Yunping had no hope for the Black Flame Arrow the moment before it was fired.

However, as it turns out, Ye Yuchan was the disciple who surprised Yunping the most.

"Awoooooo!!"

Once again, the monster's screams reached my ears.

The blazing black flame arrow was perfectly timed, piercing the monster's head from above the moment it soared into the air, and the rolling black flames burned half of its head to ashes.

The agonizing roar was emitted the instant the black flame arrow pierced through the air, after which there was silence—because this arrow was a one-hit kill, and the pain it brought was quickly buried by the fact of death.

……

How could this possibly win?!

Yunping tried his best to suppress his surprise. He glanced at Ye Yuchan indifferently, while the latter let out a long sigh of relief.

There was no smug smile on his face—as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

Is it a coincidence?

No, that's impossible. The control over the arrow's speed when drawing the bow was definitely not a coincidence.

With this level of lead calculation, plus the feel of shooting, if Yunping were to tell a master archer right now—"Our Yuchan has only been practicing archery for less than a month!"

Without a doubt, this archery master would shoot Yunping in the head with an arrow.

—Are you kidding me?

Zhang Ruoxue, standing to the side, didn't show much surprise. Yun Ping thought about it and figured it was because the girl didn't know anything about archery, so she had no concept of this level of archery skills.

Even Ye Yuchan would probably feel the same way. If she knew that the movements she was making were the kind of movements that some archery masters could only achieve after two or three years of training, wouldn't she jump up and brag to Yun Ping for a year and a half?

Good heavens, could Xiaoyuchan actually be a genius?!

Is there someone who might have a minor mental ailment, but whose martial arts comprehension is likely at a saintly level?

35. Silent Moon

After temporarily storing the monster's corpse in his storage ring, Yunping led Ye Yuchan and Zhang Ruoxue to wander around the Needle Snow Forest.

The reason is simple: even a genius's talent must be developed through hard work. Ye Yuchan may indeed be a genius, but she cannot possibly grasp the essence of archery right now; she must undergo a long period of training.

This snow forest is teeming with monsters, and it could even be said that it poses a certain degree of threat to the outer perimeter of the Northern Ice Palace.

Therefore, in this jungle teeming with monsters, it would be good to let the two little girls learn what wilderness survival is all about.

"Is this your reason for making me start a fire with black flame arrows in the middle of the night?!"

Ye Yuchan glared angrily at Yun Ping—this gentle-looking young man was happily leaning against the scorching black flames, warming his hands by touching them.

Faced with Ye Yuchan's stern words, Yun Ping pretended to be helpless and shook his head. "There's nothing we can do about it. Look how damp and cold the weather is. Ordinary flames definitely won't start. Use your Black Flame Arrow to start a fire. This Black Flame is indeed a good thing; it won't be extinguished so easily."

After saying that, he took a silver rack from the fire, on which was placed a piece of cooked meat that was still burning with black flames.

—Clearly, this is the flesh of some monster whose brain and penis have been shot out.

Yunping casually waved his hand, brushing away the black flames that were burning on the meat and almost charring it. Then he took out five or six small bottles and jars from his storage ring.

He turned these small things upside down and shook them gently a couple of times. A number of granular objects fell out from the tiny holes and slowly covered the surface of the meat.

Yunping didn't rush to eat them. Instead, he pushed the little things next to Ye Yuchan, whose spiritual energy was almost depleted. "Here you go. You should recognize this thing."

"What is that...?"

Ye Yuchan took the small bottles and jars, squinted her eyes, and sniffed them warily, only to be met with an exceptionally pungent smell.

"Ahh... Achoo!!"

Ye Yuchan, the young lady, sneezed in a rather adorable way.

Her eyes were glistening with tears. She awkwardly rubbed her nose and then said to Yunping, "This...it can't be pepper powder, can it?"

"Hmm." Yunping nodded with a smile.

Ye Yuchan picked up another bottle. This time, instead of recklessly sniffing it again, she judged it directly by its appearance. "This... is cumin?"

"Hmm~"

"This is black pepper, this is salt, this is chili powder... My God, where did you get all this stuff?"

"I just made it on the spot, how is it? These seasonings sprinkled on this meat, tsk tsk tsk, the taste."

As Yunping spoke, a happy expression appeared on his face. Then he opened his mouth and took a big bite of the meat in front of him.

He tore the meat out of his mouth, exposing large amounts of steaming, white shredded meat, which, combined with the aroma of cumin and black pepper... tasted absolutely amazing.

In particular, Yunping discovered that the meat was of just the right quality. While chewing, he could feel the delicious juices slowly oozing out, and it also had a very good chewiness. Every bite tasted like a medium-rare steak.

If this piece of meat has a color, it must be golden yellow!

Tempted by such delicious food, Ye Yuchan and Zhang Ruoxue could no longer resist. They simply poured the seasonings directly over the entire huge piece of meat and then began an almost frenzied eating spree.

Especially Zhang Ruoxue, this girl with a rather outgoing personality, the way she ate meat was just like a caveman, taking big bites as if she had never seen meat before.

You can't really blame Zhang Ruoxue. The meat she used to eat was on a completely different level from the meat she was eating now. After these delicious seasonings were added, the taste was elevated to another dimension.

After eating and drinking their fill, everyone patted their bulging bellies with satisfaction.

"Wow, it's been so long since I've had such delicious meat!"

Yunping lay on the ground with a smile on his face, next to Lin Yuan, who was in a coma. It was really a pity that the girl missed out on so much while she was asleep.

Ye Yuchan glanced at her swollen belly, and although she was reluctant to admit it, "This tastes really good..."

"It's simply divine." That was Zhang Ruoxue's assessment.

So the three of them lay down on the snowdrift. Thanks to Yunping's magic protection, the two of them didn't feel very cold and lay there quite comfortably.

A moment later, Yunping looked at the new moon that was gradually brightening in the night sky and sat up from the ground.

He glanced at Zhang Ruoxue, who was also looking at him with a strange expression—it seemed that at this moment, the two of them had reacted to something.

Yun Ping stretched and stood up. "Well, now that we've eaten and drunk our fill, it's about time we can start cultivating."

The quiet night, when the stars surround the bright moon, is the best time for spiritual practice.

To be precise, this is the best time to cultivate "Silent Moon".

—In fact, Yunping originally wanted Ye Yuchan and Zhang Ruoxue to cultivate together, but when he was about to pull Ye Yuchan up, he found that the girl had already fallen into a deep sleep.

Thinking that she had worked hard starting the fire today, I decided to let her get a good night's sleep.

So Yunping began to focus on guiding Zhang Ruoxue in writing "The Lonely Moon".

"The most important point of this technique is that you must establish a link to the Bright Moon Tide. Try operating it according to the method described in the technique. If you do not make any mistakes, you should be able to feel a beam of blue light above your head."

Zhang Ruoxue nodded slightly, immediately sat cross-legged, recalled her insights from the "Silent Moon" cultivation technique, circulated her spiritual root, and began to practice the "Silent Moon" technique.

The operating principles of the "Silent Moon" cultivation technique are extremely difficult to memorize. After all, it is the only cultivation technique created by the Moonlit Saint with his entire life's work, and in terms of difficulty, it can definitely be called Saint-level.

The spiritual energy within the body flows slowly and carefully through the various acupoints. The operating principle of "Silent Moon" requires passing through the thirty-six tricky acupoints in the body in sequence, which is undoubtedly extremely difficult for beginners.

This resulted in Zhang Ruoxue taking almost half an hour to barely get the "Silent Moon" technique running. Because she was still unfamiliar with it, her speed in circulating the technique was extremely slow.

But the beam of blue light still landed steadily above her head, gradually forming a circular pillar of light that stretched towards the direction of the moonlight.

"Alright, next, stabilize your meridians. Once that blue light connects you to the moon, you need to focus on feeling the surging tides from the bright moon."

The so-called tidal surge is actually the wave-like fluctuation of spiritual energy caused by the power of the bright moon. This layered wave is the key to cultivation.

The technique "Silent Moon" is essentially about using the power of the bright moon to condense and purify one's own spiritual energy again and again. The greater the power of the full moon, the stronger the spiritual energy refined.

Sure enough, after barely managing to stabilize her meridians, Zhang Ruoxue sensed that the spiritual energy circulating inside her body was being compressed by a mysterious force... This process was like the front waves constantly crashing against the beach, while the back waves were constantly crashing against the front waves.

Continuous, layer upon layer, undulating.

Zhang Ruoxue's spiritual energy also slowly increased along with this process known as the tide.

36. The Tiger's First Time

How long has it been since we started hunting it?

It's unclear; time and such things have long been forgotten along the long and bloody journey.

A piercing pain shot through my right arm, reaching deep into my bones... The wounds inflicted by that monster are still incurable.

—As expected of a beast commander whose strength is comparable to that of a god-level being.

All that could be heard was the howling of the cold, desolate wind. In this terrifying jungle filled with slaughter, there must be countless bloodthirsty, scarlet eyes watching from the shadows.

The essence of monsters is to devour, to lick blood, and to tear apart the chests of their prey with their merciless claws.

Sorry... I don't want to become prey.

……

The middle-aged man with stubble raised his spear and desperately weaved through the dense forest, which resembled sharp thorns all around.

Blood was flowing freely from his right hand, a deep wound that revealed the bone extending from the back of his hand to his elbow. The horrifying bloodstain brought with it a stench strong enough to irritate any monsters around him.

"Ow~~~"

A piercing howl echoed through the quiet, dust-free night.

He paused slightly, but quickly regained his composure and sped up again.

Having been through countless battles and once hailed as a monster slayer, he was all too familiar with these kinds of howls, and it was precisely because of this familiarity that he ran so frantically.

—Snowy Silver Wolf.