"A teoric rise?"
Wang Wu chuckled, what’s the point of talking about things so far away? He asked again:
"So, can you find a place to hide?"
General Xuelang shook its head. If it could find one, it wouldn’t have ended up in such a situation.
"Then tell about every danger you’ve faced over the past ten years, how you escaped each ti, and what you went through."
"What? Isn’t that too tedious?"
General Xuelang didn’t understand.
But Wang Wu insisted, because he knew what level of opponent he was up against. Even though he didn’t know who that lazy man was or his na, from the style and thods used on General Xuelang, he could glimpse so of the truth.
Thereby making targeted deploynts.
This was very important.
Just like Wang Wu, even if it pained him, he resolutely wouldn’t save Madam Yu, fearing that his actions would turn into fine lines of clues, making it easier for the opponent to plan and divinate.
It’s the sa now.
The lazy man clearly could have caught General Xuelang much earlier, but he insisted on playing these tricks, which was his weakness.
No, it’s not a weakness; it’s that General Xuelang holds too much value. If it could be made a Spirit Beast, its cost-effectiveness far outweighs that of Wolf Bu’er.
Ancient Blood Third Grade Peak, and one of the most famous Eagle Eye and Wolf Glance.
Who wouldn’t be tempted?
Therefore, the only way to successfully make a contract was to lower General Xuelang’s will to the lowest, otherwise, its strong nature might cause it to self-destruct.
So even Wang Wu felt like he’d hit the jackpot.
Because General Xuelang truly held imnse strategic value.
If in the future, he wanted to beco a king over so mountain, this would imdiately be a hero to stand alone.
Next, General Xuelang swiftly recounted its past experiences in full detail, but even so, Wang Wu occasionally interrupted to dig into seemingly aningless details.
This interrogation even lasted until the next evening, leaving General Xuelang parched and its tongue exhausted.
It was genuinely stunned by Wang Wu’s cautious approach to things.
But it didn’t know that once Wang Wu gathered enough intelligence, he had the Inheritance Soul Jade attribute bar to help organize and analyze on one hand, and his Danger Perception to make mysterious and profound judgnts on the other.
"A map, the places you’ve been to over the years, you must have one. You’ve supposedly released Wolf Gaze Divine Techniques hundreds of tis; I need the most precise map. Also, give your Bright Demon Pill; I want to see all your mories from these years."
Wang Wu spoke sternly, not just for the map, but also just in case that lazy man had already subdued General Xuelang, and it was playing gas with him, right? Even if it was ridiculous, after being taught by She Shoujiu, he was no longer the naive Little Bear he used to be.
"Ah! Xiong Wu you—fine." General Xuelang was sowhat angry. Checking the Bright Demon Pill, reviewing all the mories, how excessive, you might as well just take as a Spirit Beast!
Ultimately, however, it sighed, admiring the Little Bear’s deanor akin to the Demon Emperor, yet feeling this was a king worth entrusting!
At once, it spat out its Third Grade Bright Demon Pill, placing it against Wang Wu’s brow. Instantly, all the panoramic and detailed maps it had collected over each ti activating Wolf Gaze Divine Techniques were transmitted into Wang Wu’s mind, including all mories, without any tampering that could be detected from the Bright Demon Pill.
anwhile, Wang Wu recorded and combined into a genuine large map through the attribute bar, oh boy, this was precisely what he lacked.
The three thousand li of the Human Race Territory was now all in his mind.
Simultaneously, he was completely at ease.
Just like when She Shoujiu spat out its Third Grade Bright Demon Pill for him to comprehend, this was a sign of submission and a genuinely trustworthy process.
"Let’s go, I know where we should go now."
Following that, Wang Wu returned to his bear form, let General Xuelang ride on his back, covered with the Companion Demon Vine, skillfully traversed mountains and ridges, and eventually slipped into a mortal village without even a Defense Array under the cover of night.
"Is it safe here?"
General Xuelang was quite surprised. The area was clear and empty, no different from the wilderness, and more importantly, though mortals were weak, their strong human presence could ironically form a passive contrast against demon aura, increasing the chance of being detected.
So it never did so.
"Never mind, it should be safe here; I dare not speak of long, but within ten days, it should be fine."
Wang Wu was quite confident, based on his logic judgnt the silent approval of his Danger Perception.
Yes, more accurately, based on the escape thods and patterns of General Xuelang over the past ten years, then reversing logically three to five steps. It’s as simple as that.
After all, the lazy man didn’t know that General Xuelang was already with him.
This variable was enough for divination and planning for a long ti.
When he couldn’t find General Xuelang and had to reverse search, they would have already seized the precious ti.
Casually choosing a woodshed at a villager’s ho, Wang Wu led General Xuelang inside.
"Is this okay?"
General Xuelang was dumbfounded, wouldn’t this drafty woodshed be completely visible from the outside without even coming in?
"Of course, no problem. For the next few days, don’t cultivate. Just stay quietly under my fur, and leave the rest to . I’ll call you when needed."
"Alright!"
General Xuelang had no better solution. At this mont, he could only follow Wang Wu’s instructions, using the Settling Technique to shrink himself to the size of an egg, and directly burrow under Wang Wu’s fur.
As for Wang Wu, he casually sat in the corner of the woodshed and continued refining his lifebound demon soldiers without any urgency.
When daylight broke and the mortal household got up to cook and went to fetch wood, they naturally wouldn’t find anything unusual.
Wang Wu, on the other hand, was interested in observing this mortal. It was the first ti he had such a close observation of the most ordinary lower-class human in this Cultivation Realm, which reminded him of his forr self.
It was a man in his forties, not too old, but already weathered by life. His body was hunched and weak, so weak that Wang Wu could blow him over with a breath, yet he was of similar age to Wang Wu.
Judging by his clothing and family environnt, he still belonged to the lowest feudal agricultural society, using primitive farming thods, without even a large animal to help, as they had all beco demons.
Actually, they could have lived better. If those big manors casually leaked so spirit grass scraps, or if they let these mortals take a little bit of Spirit Essence during daily collection, it could make them healthy and long-lived.
But no, not a trace of Spirit Essence was given.
They were even worse off than the lowest little demons of the West Wilderness, who at least had a chance to snatch so Spirit Essence daily, while these mortals had nothing to gain.
Even though they were only a few hundred miles from the Spirit dicine Manor, it seed like two different worlds.
"Perhaps, this is the art of managent."
Wang Wu could only think this way, as he also noticed there were schools in this village teaching literature and martial arts, rewarding those who excelled with Spirit Pills or even cultivation techniques.
The parents in the village hoped their children could succeed in their studies and leap through the Dragon Gate.
Evidently, countless mortal martial artists, Spirit Light Crossbown, and Array chanism Masters were selected through this layered process.
Wang Wu couldn’t help but ponder, if he hadn’t crossed over into the body of a young Ancient Bear, but instead into a mortal child, how would he have fared after these forty years?
Would he now be a mortal martial artist, or a Spirit Light Crossbowman, or an Array chanism Master, serving in the West Wilderness or fighting on the Northern Wilderness Frontline, striving endlessly for a chance to cultivate with no end in sight?
Without the inherent advantages of an innate bloodline, starting as a mortal was truly challenging. Not everyone had the chance to beco like Han Pao Pao.
Realistically, if he hadn’t cultivated a Spirit Root before the age of twenty, by forty, he would likely already be considering whether his grandchildren had innate talents for cultivation.
As for the poems and songs, gunpowder, fertilizers stolen from Earth, they held little power in the face of spiritual energy, so he chose not to consider them.
However, if he were lucky, perhaps in forty years, he could have cultivated to beco a Sixth-Grade Cultivator, and then one day encounter a bear...
As his thoughts wandered, Wang Wu stopped refining his lifebound demon soldiers and instead used Level 12 Spirit Essence to sense the human aura of these mortals. This too, was a mysterious thing, akin to the demon aura on demons.
This thing was of no use within one’s own race.
But among different races, it could clearly distinguish them.
The most intriguing part was that it was hard to simulate, sowhat like a race’s SSS-level talent, usually pointless, but in critical monts, it could distinguish friend from foe.
Wang Wu used Level 12 Spirit Essence to simulate for a long ti, but to no avail.
He wasn’t bothered by it. As night fell, he first refined two furnaces of Spirit Pills, then continued refining his lifebound demon soldiers. By the next morning, he successfully refined his lifebound demon soldiers to the Celestial Eighth Grade, with a progress bar reaching 2000, actually imbued with 2000 points of Essence of Gold Qi.
"Do you still want to continue refining? I’m afraid ti won’t be enough."
General Xuelang gently reminded, truly astounded over these two days, as Wang Wu’s speed in refining lifebound demon soldiers completely overturned all its previous understanding.
This little bear must have incredibly abundant qi and blood!
Simply unimaginable.
"General, please be patient. There’s enough ti. Of course, a Celestial Eighth Grade lifebound demon soldier is already quite sufficient."
Wang Wu had his plans. Although the maximum attack range was only 1000 ters, for a skillful assassin, a 1000-ter attack range could be used creatively.
Throughout the following day, Wang Wu continued observing the human aura with Level 12 Spirit Essence. Although it was practically useless, he liked the human aura, just like his fondness for human warmth, because he yearned for ho.
This was his way of comforting himself.
Thinking back, he had an indescribable affinity for Madam Yu, perhaps because he missed ho.
Now even seeing mortals felt endearing.
Watching them chop wood, cook, harvest wheat, watching the smoke curling up from their stoves, the evening breeze blowing gently, watching the children running around the fields barefoot, their shadows vividly alive in the twilight glow.
Oh, this peaceful and ordinary ti!
Wang Wu’s eyes grew a little moist.
It was at this mont that several lines of information appeared eerily.
"You have grasped the essence of human warmth, and you have gained a special blessing, Human Warmth."
"Identification: It’s said that the Human Race possesses five auras that protect and intertwine: one is Human Warmth, another is Righteousness within the Chest, another is Celestial Aura of Heaven and Earth, another is Pestilence of Flies and Dogs, another is the Corruption and Poison of Evil Fall."
"Obtaining any one of these five auras can conceal your demon aura, but they each have different effects."
"Friendly reminder, when locked by Human Race reconnaissance arrays or reconnaissance divine techniques, or when hunted by Human Race divination and strategic planning, it increases your exemption probability by 20%."
"Within a three-ter radius of your position, the demon aura of all allied targets is reduced by 20%."
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