Chapter 18 – 17: Devour Again
Wang Yanfeng had guided Tang San and the other four in their Wind Wolf Transformation cultivation and then let them all go back to their rooms to cultivate on their own.
By the ti dinner ca around, Wang Yanfeng spoke to Wang Da, Wang Er, and Wang San, “I’ve been thinking, you guys should have your own nas. So you can have sothing that belongs to you. Would you like that?”
“We’d like that.” Wang Da nodded with a simple-minded look.
Wang Er blinked, “Sure.”
Wang San, the tallest but also the thinnest among them, like a bamboo pole, was taller than even Tang San, “Is that okay?”
“Of course!” Wang Da glared at Wang San.
“Oh.” Wang San seed a bit scared of Wang Da and could only nod his head.
Wang Yanfeng said, “Alright then, I’ve thought of nas for you all. Wang Da, you’ll now be called Wang Chao. Wang Er will be called Wang Zhong, and as for Wang San, let’s call you Wang Xiaolei.”
Wang Chao said happily, “That’s great, thank you, teacher. I finally have my own na.”
Wang Zhong blinked his eyes but didn’t say anything. He was thin as well but more reserved compared to the other two. He wasn’t the timid type. Amongst the three of them, it was only in Wang Zhong’s eyes that Tang San had glimpsed hatred during the ceremony, not just re fear.
Wang Xiaolei frowned, “My na has three characters, is it going to be hard to write?”
“Why do you talk so much? That’s it, thank you, teacher,” Wang Chao glared at him, adopting the deanor of an elder brother. He was actually the oldest.
“Tang San, let the teacher give you a na too,” Wang Chao suggested kindly.
Tang San shook his head, “No need, I like being called Tang San.”
“Well, that’s that then, let’s eat.”
After dinner, they each returned to their rooms to cultivate. The Wang’s Three Brothers still needed Wang Yanfeng’s personal guidance to enter a state conducive to stimulating their Bloodline Cultivation. Tang San naturally did not need this. To Wang Yanfeng’s surprise, after his initial guidance, Ling Muxue was also able to independently stimulate her bloodline for cultivation. This was unexpected to him.
As night deepened, Tang San, sitting cross-legged on the bed, slowly opened his eyes.
Across the bed, Wang Zhong was still cultivating seriously, his aura extrely stable. Tang San could feel the bloodline in his body pulsating rhythmically. There was a subtle movent of wind elent around his body.
Quietly getting off the bed, Tang San’s eyes beca sharp. Among the five children, he was actually the youngest.
Wang Chao was already seventeen years old, Wang Zhong fourteen, Wang Xiaolei twelve, Ling Muxue ten, only he was eight.
Life had finally changed, it was at least stable now, no need to worry about becoming food. The most important thing now was to increase strength. He had given himself three years, only three years. After three years, it would be ti to leave this place and, at the sa ti, the mont for revenge. Looking out the window toward the direction of the square in Wind Wolf Town, Tang San clenched his fist subconsciously. His mother, whom he had only t once, died at the hands of the Wind Wolf Tribe, and this destiny ant there was no longer any room for reconciliation between him and the Monsters.
Quietly pushing the window open, Tang San’s figure flashed as he slipped through the window and then carefully closed it back.
Although Wang Yanfeng’s Cultivation base was higher than his, Tang San was confident in not being discovered, thanks to the Tang Sect techniques he brought with him from his previous life.
Moving silently forward, step by step, Tang San distanced himself from the living quarters. He didn’t head towards the square because he feared that if he went there and saw those skeletons under the altar, he would not be able to control his emotions.
He made his way along the dark corners of the walls, carefully concealing his form.
Tang San had been to Wind Wolf Town many tis before, and although he couldn’t claim familiarity with all places, he had a clear understanding of most of the terrain.
Soon, he arrived near a relatively large stone house. From a distance, he could see that the house was brightly lit and the noisy sounds within could be heard.
If viewed through the lens of his previous life, this would be a tavern. What the alcohol in this world was like, Tang San did not know. But here, this was the favorite haunt of the Monsters of Wind Wolf Town.
The sky was already very late, but the place was still bustling. This also ant that Tang San had found the right place.
He squatted in a dark corner, silently watching the direction of the tavern’s entrance, quietly waiting.
Perhaps because it was late, he did not have to wait for long. From inside the tavern, several tall figures staggered out, linking arms.
Their voices were loud but slurred, clearly having drunk a fair bit.
These Wolf Monsters laughed and cursed at sothing as they walked along. Tang San watched as they made their way into the town. At a crossroad, the Wolf Monsters split up and headed their separate ways ho.
Tang San set his sights on a dium-built Wolf Monster and quickly followed. He moved quietly, and since the other had drunk too much, he was completely unaware of being followed.
In the Wind Wolf Tribe, one could typically discern their cultivation level by their physique, with smaller ones usually being Second Stage Wind Wolves and the larger ones being Third Stage. The especially robust ones could be of even higher rank, but within Wind Wolf Town, such Wind Wolves were few and far between. Only the Wind Wolf Lord, who stood over three ters tall, was an exception.
The target Tang San had chosen was a Third Stage Wind Wolf, one of the generally robust Wind Wolves of Wind Wolf Town.
Quickly catching up, Tang San silently approached from behind, making a pulling motion with his right hand toward the staggering steps of the Wind Wolf. The soft power of the Mysterious Heaven thod was released using the Tang Sect’s unique skill of Controlling Crane and Capturing Dragon. The Wind Wolf stumbled, about to fall forward.
However, the reflexes of a Third Stage Wind Wolf were quick, even when inebriated, and it instinctively used its hands to prop against the ground in an attempt to spring back up.
It was this brief instant that Tang San seized. He pounced forward, lightly tapping his toes on the lower back of the Third Stage Wind Wolf.
For animals like dogs and wolves, the waist is their most vulnerable area. Wind Wolves are Wolf Monsters, but they are similar.
Kicked in the weak spot by Tang San, the Wolf Monster’s body instantly weakened, toppling to the side. It was about to curse, but his neck was already seized by Tang San’s Mysterious Jade Hands, its bloodline sealed, and it directly passed out.
This series of actions was exceedingly fast; in just two or three seconds, the Third Stage Wind Wolf had already collapsed onto the ground.
Tang San looked around, noticing nothing amiss. He imdiately dragged the Third Stage Wind Wolf into the shadows, placing his right hand on its chest.
After years of cultivation, he was quite familiar with the wind elent within the Wind Wolf Tribe’s bloodline. Once the Mystic Sky Technique’s power entered the body of the Wind Wolf, he imdiately sensed the existence of the wind elent in its bloodline.
To Tang San’s surprise, the living Wind Wolf had a much richer Power of the Wind Wolf Bloodline compared to the two dead Wind Wolves from two years ago. The Mysterious Heaven thod unceremoniously devoured this bloodline power, drawing it into the cultivation of the Mysterious Heaven thod, combining it with the energy mark of the previously absorbed wind blade.
The two homogenous powers instantly tended to rge. Despite so dissipation during the rging process, Tang San felt a distinct strengthening of his Wind Blade’s energy fluctuation. It was not the Wind Blade itself that had grown stronger, but the Mark associated with the Wind Blade had increased.
This ant that when he utilized the Mysterious Heaven thod to transform the Wind Blade, he would be able to create a stronger Wind Blade.
What delighted Tang San the most was that his Mysterious Heaven thod, having been at the threshold of the Third Stage for a while, finally showed signs of loosening as it absorbed this energy and seed on the verge of breaking through to the Fourth Stage.
After carefully observing the Wind Wolf and rembering his features, Tang San did not kill him but quickly left, returning to his accommodation.
It wasn’t that he didn’t want to kill the Wolf Monster; a drunkard passed out at the roadside would attract no attention, but a Third Stage Wolf Monster dead in the town would undoubtedly cause a commotion. Now was not yet the ti.
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