It’s underground fifty ters to the north, it hasn’t run far.
The continuous demonic aura extending far north is also its trick, ant to deceive the cultivators.
It was definitely arranged way in advance.
It is very clever.
Perhaps it also knows so of the rules of spiritual sense.
And the world’s spiritual sense is quite similar to his.
Zhang Feng has seen the Golden Core magic in his mory, aware that normal cultivators also possess Spiritual Qi, but they rely more on Spiritual Qi and ntal perception.
It’s impossible to achieve the kind of ’range amplification’ that he does.
Yet, regardless, as long as it involves spiritual sense, there can be situations of being deceived.
Just like him.
Although his spiritual sense ranges nearly two miles, and he can see underground for two miles.
But all the information within those two miles rises explosively, making it impossible to process.
It’s like soone on the street looking at a friend on the opposite sidewalk.
Theoretically, within that field of vision, one could simultaneously see all the large stores, the dium-sized cars on the road, and the small ads on the utility poles, dust, and ants on the ground.
But in reality, if the human brain were to receive all this information in an instant, it would crash.
Even if you throw a picture to an AI to analyze all elents instantly, it can’t do it.
There must always be a process of receiving and recognizing.
Especially as his spiritual sense is quite excessive, a glance reveals all information within nearly two miles around in each direction.
This amount of processing, when the target’s location is unknown, makes instant identification even more impossible.
It’s the sa for Zhang Feng, and earlier, he mostly looked towards the far north.
Even if the spiritual sense had already covered it, unless one looks carefully, it’s invisible.
But at this mont.
Zhang Feng was observing it.
’This little fish is quite alert.’
Zhang Feng glanced underground, where a slender carp the size of a normal person’s forearm was hiding.
Its legs were not human legs, but rather long tail fins.
"Huff huff..." At this mont, it was hiding in the soil, continuously blowing sand around with its mouth.
After Zhang Feng saw it, amidst so bewildered gazes from the crowd, his palm made a grasping motion towards the distance.
The next second, the little fish flapped its fins and erged from the soil.
"It’s it!" The villagers were excited and surprised upon seeing the fish demon caught easily by the Daoist.
They hadn’t expected this Daoist’s cultivation to be so high.
Then Zhang Feng looked at the little fish, noting it had no Evil Qi or blood Qi similar to humans or animals, and he said to the villagers:
"This demon is a spiritual creature, not a malicious one. Elder, are you sure your sheep were eaten by it? And did it harm anyone?"
"To answer the Daoist..." The elder, hearing the Daoist’s question, seeing this demon hadn’t done evil, approached with so uncertainty,
"When I got up this morning, I did see my sheep were eaten.
I also heard soone at the village entrance yelling about a fish demon, but... it didn’t hurt anyone. It ran away when it saw us."
"Since it didn’t harm anyone, tell about your sheep." Zhang Feng directly asked, "Counting from outside the southwest village, where is your ho, and which house?"
"Directly west, the fifth house..." The elder pointed towards the village.
"Hmm." Zhang Feng, holding the flopping little fish, looked towards the fifth house.
Over there, many villagers gathered, pointing and speaking fearfully, around a sheep missing half of its body in the pen.
Its wounds had clear tearing marks, similar to those of a wolf.
"Look at the wounds." Zhang Feng affird: "It’s a wolf, not a fish."
’Daoist saw a mile away...’
’He can see that far?’
The crowd, hearing Zhang Feng’s words, focused more on the Daoist having ’clairvoyance’.
"The wolf is hiding in a haystack behind the village."
This ti, based on the aura and clear coordinates, Zhang Feng quickly pinpointed the wolf according to the blood Qi fluctuations within his spiritual sense.
This was instantly found, unlike the little fish demon scattering Spiritual Qi randomly.
Furthermore, within his unique spiritual sense rules.
Zhang Feng expended a wave of Spiritual Qi massively and literally painted a talisman from a mile away to immobilize the wolf.
"I’ve already caught it."
’What...?’
’That’s... over a mile away...’
The crowd was really stunned hearing the Daoist say this.
As for the little fish demon, seeing it couldn’t speak and its realm wasn’t high, only at the Foundation Establishnt, Zhang Feng used spiritual sense transference to warn it, then released it.
Spiritual sense transference involves an exchange of thoughts, overcoming species boundaries.
Though Zhang Feng conveyed his ideas one-way to her, allowing her to generally understand his intentions, he didn’t comprehend the neural and emotional aspects of fish.
"Huff huff..." Upon hearing Zhang Feng’s warning, the little fish demon looked back repeatedly at Zhang Feng.
In her mory, the only people who were this kind to her were her long-deceased parents.
She was fortunate to grow up near a Water Spirit Stone in her youth, coupled with her high spirituality.
Thus, she unexpectedly gained spiritual awareness.
’Go on.’
Zhang Feng saw her looking back repeatedly and used Spiritual Qi to gently push her.
Because she was female.
If soday she transford into a rmaid repaying kindness, that would certainly be romantic and abstract.
It would be directly transitioning from an Eastern cultivation story to a Western fantasy.
Zhang Feng couldn’t accept that.
But this little fish was quite interesting; walking a distance, it would use magic to gather so Spiritual Qi rain and dew to nourish its body.
It hasn’t completely transcended the limits of its species and can’t leave water for too long.
Yet it can breathe on land.
Considered a mutant ’amphibious creature’.
...
Capturing the demon and eliminating the wolf.
These small things unexpectedly made Zhang Feng the village hero.
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