The trees of this planet had a rather yellowish shade rather than the ones on Earth which were on the greener side.
Eryndor didn’t know the reason behind it, nor was he interested to find out.
All these things were better left up to the researchers who’ve tagged along with them.
It was them who experinted on various flora and fauna of all the planets they visited, incorporating the results in ongoing projects going on in the Human Federation so that they could develop on all fronts.
It was easy to notice the superhumans fighting on all fronts, but difficult to notice the work scientists, and researchers put in to ensure everyone got the best equipnt and facilities to increase their chances of winning.
Eryndor had already asked Liliana about their schedule this morning, and it seed they would be leaving today itself in a few hours.
He couldn’t help but think that Liliana might be rushing.
After all, their first planet was a failure, hardly staying on it for a few hours. Not staying longer on this planet to compensate with more resources seed like a waste.
Is she in a hurry to get to the next planet? Is it to attack Ken and Hellen on the next planet before they could completely recover?
Is it sothing like only one chance per planet?
Eryndor could only make guesses for now, so he put it in the back of his mind.
Since he only had a few hours, Eryndor decided not to practice his defensive cultivation art but set out to hunt for the Crappy Birds.
He was still passively cultivating all this ti, which only stopped when he went to sleep.
However, it was obvious the passive cultivation couldn’t be as fast as deliberate cultivation along with level one Qi Gathering pills.
If Eryndor actively cultivated, it was a given that he would be able to control more Qi to circulate through the big circuit.
The more Qi one could control to pass through the circuit of ridians during cultivation, the more Qi they would absorb at the end of circulation. This resulted in a faster progress in cultivation.
Obviously, when he wasn’t allotting his entire focus on cultivating, the amount of Qi he could control was drastically less.
Eryndor moved through the dense forest of planet Keltec, trying to find a community of Crappy Birds he could take on.
He had already passed a few on his way, but they were all way too powerful for him to handle.
There were also a few important plants he found along the way which didn’t have any Crappy Birds living around them.
Well, I wouldn’t reject free stuff.
This ti since there was no hurry, he carefully applied the harvesting thod taught to them before the mission and collected the plants.
Putting them away carefully, Eryndor moved on to resu his search for weak Crappy Birds.
Found sothing.
His extended vision caught sight of movent in the swamps.
Not a Crappy Bird.
Of course, Eryndor didn’t have a need to only find Crappy Birds. Any kind of living being would do the job.
Of course, he wasn’t bloodthirsty enough to kill the humans, at least not when he had no enmity with them.
Approximately five minutes later, Eryndor arrived at the swamp. He had finally found a creature which he could take on at his current level.
He had read about these beasts.
It looked a bit like a crocodile, but one which had longer legs and had a rounder physique. Its legs were long enough to move like a dog.
Eryndor deactivated his passive cultivation, and took his stance just opposite the beast which had already spotted him.
He wasn’t confident enough yet to use his ability, practice passive cultivation, and use other cultivation arts together.
The beast was quick to rush out of the swamp, its body still covered in mud which was dripping off of it while it charged at Eryndor.
The swamp was out in the open, the entire reason he had stood a distance away was to lure it into the darkness of the jungle where there were plenty of shadows.
Eryndor was quick to dodge the charge, and sensible enough to not hit blindly.
He knew its surface was covered by sharp scales, the mud above it was only a disguise. He would have paid the price dearly if he had used his Internal Fist.
Even if the internal organs of the beast were hit badly, his fist would simultaneously be almost skewered through by the sharp protruding scales.
He waited, patiently. The beast would surely make a mistake. Eryndor wasn’t a person who fought blindly.
The beast didn’t charge at him this ti, but stuck out one of its front limbs.
It was fast, and Eryndor had read how it could extend.
It might look like the paw wouldn’t reach, but its swift extension plus fast strike speed was enough to seriously injure unsuspecting enemies.
He once again calmly evaded the claws which had almost reached him.
The beast roared before closing the distance and opening its jaws. Just like the crocodiles back on the Earth, its mouth opened extrely wide, and had a terrifying bite force.
Eryndor knew not to bet on his enhanced physique. Once again, he used Shadowstep to dodge.
The boost in speed it gave when in the shadows was extrely high.
The speed it provides in shadows might be at stage five without even trying.
If I focused extensively and used it in the shadows, I might have the movent speed of soone at the peak of stage five.
Eryndor had only consolidated his realm at stage four.
Which ant the boost Shadowstep provided in its shadow mode was more than a complete stage. No wonder it was one of the most difficult movent cultivation art.
Eryndor stood in the front of a tree after dodging all this while.
He could see the impatience in its eyes, the gaps in its movents compared to before. The beast was losing its touch.
The roles of the hunter and the prey would soon switch.
As soon as the beast pounced at him again, Eryndor stood his ground this ti.
Timing his movent precisely, Eryndor only shifted at the last fraction of mont.
Now’s my chance.
He activated his Internal Fist and drove it hard onto the underbelly of the beast which couldn’t turn in ti due to its front claws being stuck on the tree.
Eryndor knew he would only be getting a small tifra to act, and he capitalized beautifully on the chance.
The underbelly was where the beast only had plain skin, with no scaled armor to give it protection.
It released a wail of agony as it writhed, dislodging its claws from the tree.
Eryndor didn’t let it go.
The tables had turned.
Just before it landed on the ground, Eryndor kicked hard on the underbelly, making sure to land it as accurately as he had intended to.
The angles and force all matched, as the beast didn’t get to land securely.
The kick had managed to successfully flip the beast.
Eryndor didn’t lose even a bit of his montum as he followed up with several Internal Fists, raining it down on the underbelly of the beast.
When the beast finally stopped moving, Eryndor heaved a sigh.
Ti to check the progress of Sovereign’s Cloak.
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