Staying Alive Cautiously in the Celestial Realm and Becoming the Strongest

Chapter 771: Chapter 771: Hunting in North Mountain (Part 1)

Red Cliff City is backed by a mountain range known as “North Mountain.”

The vastness of North Mountain is boundless; no one, not even the Transcendent and Entry Tao Cultivators, could measure this majestic mountain range that stretches tens of thousands of miles under the cover of heavy fog.

For thousands of years, the Martial Artists of Red Cliff City had never ceased their exploration of North Mountain, but it was limited to a very small area.

Even the most outstanding hunters dared not venture too far into the mountains for fear of losing their way and becoming prey to Fierce Beasts.

Someone like Wang Chen, who entered North Mountain alone and hunted without any familiarity with the geographical environment, was indeed a rarity!

The fog within the mountains thickened and thinned intermittently; at times, a strong wind would blow, allowing one to see the towering peaks reaching into the clouds, but more often than not, visibility was limited to a mere few dozen steps.

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After entering the mountain, Wang Chen’s pace quickened, his form became erratic, and in the blink of an eye, he vanished into the dense forest.

Moments later, a fully armed team of hunters hurried to the spot.

They stopped at the edge of the woods, looking around for traces.

“Damn it!”

A hunter cursed, “That kid runs too fast, doesn’t he?”

“No problem.”

His companion said indifferently, “With the Old Master here, he won’t get away!”

An elderly hunter with grizzled hair let out a heh-heh laugh, revealing his black and yellow teeth.

He bent down, fiddled with the grass handed to him, then pointed with certainty to the right and said, “That little fellow went in this direction…”

“Be careful!”

The Old Master hadn’t finished speaking when the expression of a grim-faced middle-aged Martial Artist in the team suddenly changed.

Swish!

The next moment, a Feathered Arrow tore through the air and sped over a hundred steps, hitting the Old Master squarely in the throat.

Pfft!

The sharp arrowhead instantly pierced his neck, spraying a mist of blood as it exited from the back of his neck.

The Old Master’s eyes bulged with shock, almost popping out of their sockets.

His throat made gurgling noises, filled with intense reluctance and regret as he fell backwards to the ground!

In Red Cliff City, it was one in a hundred for hunters to live to his age without having retired to a life of leisure.

With age comes cunning; the Old Master’s combat experience was unquestionably vast, having even developed an animal-like keen intuition from years of hunting, which allowed him to evade danger in a timely fashion.

Without such a skill, he wouldn’t have lived up to now!

In fact, the Old Master had sensed the danger when the arrow flew toward him.

But before he could take evasive action, he was struck fatally in the throat.

The middle-aged Martial Artist beside him was even stronger, but he, too, was unable to intercept in time.

Because the arrow was just too fast!

“Ambush!”

With the sudden fall of the Old Master, the nine-man team descended into chaos.

They were hunters, yet now they had become the hunted!

Swish! Swish!

Two more Feathered Arrows shot out one after the other, both with breathtaking speed.

“Aah!”

A hunter was hit in the chest; his tough and thick leather armor offered no protection, only adding to his agony before death.

“Scatter!”

The middle-aged Martial Artist bellowed and swiftly swept toward the woods ahead.

He had never imagined that his target for the day was a master archer. The oversight in the intelligence was a fatal error, and the only way to make amends was to engage in close combat.

Otherwise, if they allowed the distance to be extended and get ‘kited,’ everyone, including him, would be dead.

The opponent’s archery was too terrifying!

Swish!

A feathered arrow skimmed past the mid-aged martial artist’s side.

Knowing his adversary was a skilled archer, the mid-aged martial artist adopted a serpentine approach to close in on his target. Although it slowed him down, he managed to successfully evade the arrows aimed at him.

At this moment, the mid-aged martial artist had already spotted the figure with the bow, ready to shoot, within the woods.

“Ah!”

Yet before he could relish his triumph, he heard a scream from behind.

The arrow wasn’t meant for him!

Realizing this, the mid-aged martial artist’s eyes split with fury, feeling a level of humiliation he had never experienced before.

He silently swore to himself that he would flay and dismember his opponent, scattering the remains into ten thousand pieces!

“Ah!” “Ah!”

In the short span of a few breaths, two more hunters were struck by arrows and died miserably.

The others were terrified out of their wits and scattered in all directions, fleeing for their lives!

“To death!”

Finally, the mid-aged martial artist got close to his target. He let out a fierce roar, yanked out the black whip tied to his waist, and lashed violently towards the archer.

That archer, of course, was Wang Chen!

In fact, right from the moment he left the city, he had noticed the “tail” following him.

To avoid any unnecessary trouble, Wang Chen had deliberately waited until now to strike back.

The other party, a group of nine, persistently chased after him with no good intentions, undoubtedly with no chance of mistaking their target.

[Qi-Blood +100], [Qi-Blood +100], [Qi-Blood +100]…

The prompts appearing in his field of view indicated that the ones Wang Chen had shot were all Third Order Bone Refinement martial artists.

His Qi-blood value, which had been reset to zero, began to soar as a result.

Just as Wang Chen was enjoying the surge of his Qi-blood value, the mid-aged martial artist’s black whip crashed towards his neck with vicious force.

The slender tip of the whip sliced through the air, emitting a strange whistling sound, as if it possessed a soul-snatching force.

Hmm?

Wang Chen put down his bow and arrow, neither dodging nor evading, and reached out to grab, instantly seizing the tip of the whip in his hand.

It seemed effortless, but in fact, if his vision or technique had been even slightly off, it would have been futile, and he would have been struck hard.

The whip’s tip felt greasy and sharp as a blade.

It was densely covered with thin black scales like those of a cicada’s wings!

Seeing his weapon caught by Wang Chen, the mid-aged martial artist was first shocked and then instinctively tried to pull it back.

He exerted all his strength, but Wang Chen remained immovable!

Bounded fear surged in the mid-aged martial artist’s heart, flooding his entire being uncontrollably.

As a peak Marrow Refinement martial artist, he had defeated many strong foes with the nearly Mysterious Weapons tier Black Scaled Whip in his hand.

The mid-aged martial artist had never imagined someone could grab his Black Scaled Whip and hold on to it without any harm.

Acquired Realm martial artist!

The term flashed through his mind, causing his entire body to tremble uncontrollably.

“Misunderstanding, this is a misunderstanding!”

In his fear, the mid-aged martial artist opened his fingers and let go of the whip handle, forcing a flattering smile despite the pain in his heart: “I’ve got the wrong person. Your magnanimity knows no bounds, please spare me a way out!”

No sooner had he finished speaking than he suddenly leapt backwards, attempting to widen the gap between himself and Wang Chen!

The mid-aged martial artist simply couldn’t imagine that a mere teenager, who had been in Red Cliff City for just a month or two, had actually broken through to the Acquired Realm.

If word of this were to get out, it would undoubtedly cause a sensation throughout Red Cliff City!

What merit did he possess to provoke such a figure?

The mid-aged martial artist had completely lost his will to fight and was only thinking about escaping, the farther the better!