Chapter 53: Chapter 53: Cultivation in the Mountains

The little fox’s swollen belly and the tiger skin on the scene all pointed to the Cyan Fox as the cause. Wang Xuan had been gone for only a few minutes, making it impossible for anyone to steal the tiger’s corpse and leave just the skin.

Obviously, the little fox ate the tiger’s body, leaving only a complete tiger skin.

The round little fox was as fat as a ball, with seven to eight hundred pounds of tiger meat and tiger blood in its belly. Wang Xuan couldn’t imagine how such a small body could consume so much in just a few minutes.

After a brief thought, Wang Xuan realized that this fox was not an ordinary beast but likely a demon beast, more powerful than a fierce beast!

Looking at the little fox’s injuries, Wang Xuan considered for a moment, then drew a long knife with a clang, grabbed the back of the fox’s neck with one hand, and placed the knife across its neck.

How dangerous it is to be cute; if there’s a danger, it needs to be killed.

With the long knife gesturing, Wang Xuan seemed to contemplate killing this injured demon beast to avoid future troubles. He lacked the power to keep a demon beast, and the Cyan Fox stayed with him only because it was injured.

With fierce eyes and a gleaming knife, Wang Xuan treated the little fox like a butcher: “Tell me honestly, why are you staying around me? Are you planning to eat me when you recover? Huh?”

The little fox hadn’t expected Wang Xuan to turn so suddenly. With the knife poised at its neck, its life hung by a thread.

“Yingying!” The little fox looked at Wang Xuan with an innocent gaze, squeezing out two tears with a pitiful expression.

“Don’t you dare act cute!” Wang Xuan glared ferociously, like a big bad wolf who caught a little white rabbit, “You better confess!”

The little fox felt wronged, thinking it was Wang Xuan who tempted it with jerky and then forcibly suppressed it into becoming a pet.

It had previously warned them and offered substantial help, yet Wang Xuan ungratefully wanted to kill it.

With the power dynamic against it, the little fox struggled desperately, its round body twisting continuously, but couldn’t escape Wang Xuan’s grasp.

Wang Xuan grinned smugly: “Do you want me to spare your life?”

The little fox quickly raised its two front paws, begging for mercy just like a human: “Yingying.”

Don’t kill me!!!

It shouted in its heart.

“If you want me not to kill you, show some sincerity.” Wang Xuan’s terrifying knife was poised as though ready to strike at any moment.

Pa!

The little fox went limp all over, not moving at all. Wang Xuan shook it, but it still remained motionless.

“Dead? Then I’ll just have to eat you since the tiger meat is gone.” Wang Xuan knew the Cyan Fox was playing dead, muttering as he cut off a piece of tiger skin.

Immediately, he opened a cut and wrote on it with fresh blood, marking down over a hundred words, not writing much because blood writing is rather draining.

With the Life Generating Technique activated, the wound began to heal quickly; a few hours would suffice for full recovery.

The little fox squinted its eyes as Wang Xuan pointed a gleaming knife at it: “Come, let me teach you how to write a passage, once you write your name and stamp an imprint, little fox spirit, your life will be spared.”

After carving a small cut, Wang Xuan held the little fox’s paw and began to write: “As stated above, I shall never for any reason harm Wang Xuan, lest heaven and earth destroy me… I am willing.”

“Come, onto writing your name, don’t play dead or faint on me, write quickly!” Wang Xuan urged.

Feeling pitiful, the little fox, already having lost much blood, found writing so many words made the wound hurt greatly.

It pressed down a paw print accompanied by three demon runes and three Chinese characters.

Once the contract was finished, Wang Xuan blew on it to dry the blood and nodded: “Alright, you can forget about what happened just now. We are still good friends, aren’t we?”

“Yingying!” The little fox mumbled behind his back, whispering something.

“Tu Yingying? Such a childish name.”

Wang Xuan lit a bonfire, burning the tiger skin contract; whether this thing had any use, only heaven knows.

However, swearing to heaven — the stronger one’s cultivation level, the more likely it is to be remembered by heaven, increasing the probability of the oath being realized and having a binding force.

At the very least, breaking the oath easily generates heart demons, causing cracks in one’s Dao heart, making people avoid doing so without reason.

Once he caught a deer, it was half an hour later; Wang Xuan left two deer legs and gave the remainder to the little fox.

“It’s yours. Consume it like you did the tiger.” Wang Xuan said, then started roasting the deer leg.

The once round-bellied little fox has now returned to its normal state, with fur looking better, baring its teeth at Wang Xuan with apparent resentment.

But hunger takes precedence. Not long after, it approached the deer’s body and bit into it, visibly causing the corpse to deflate as its essence flowed into the little fox’s belly.

“Disgusting.” Wang Xuan commented while roasting the deer leg, stating such that nearly set the little fox’s fur bristling.

Once the roast was done, the little fox’s belly deflated again. Wang Xuan wondered at its digestion but stopped questioning it, remembering it was a demon beast.

The roasted meat tasted bland but was better than raw food; if it were fierce beast meat, it could be called delicious, providing nutrients that strong beasts desired, capable of enhancing physique.

“Yingying.” The little fox circled the roast, obviously wanting to eat but afraid to take some.

“Eat up, eat up, you’ll become a fatty sooner or later, a big fat fox.”

That night, neither the person nor the beast slept well, as wild beasts’ roars echoed through the wilderness, slithering snakes and owls, insects and mosquitoes interrupted.

Wang Xuan gazed at the starry sky; despite harboring a killing intent before, he reconsiders; the little fox might retaliate before death.

Even a desperate dog would jump walls; how much more a demon beast, despite its severely injured and extremely weak state.

“Accelerator.” Wang Xuan summoned.

Name: Wang Xuan

Age: Twenty-four

Height: One meter eighty-three

Weight: One hundred five kilograms

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Cultivation Skills: Overlord Saber Perfection (acceleratable), Mixed Element Stance Perfection (acceleratable), Life Generating Technique Fourth Layer (acceleratable), Perfect Bow Pulling Skill (acceleratable) Golden Bell Shield Limit, Tiger and Leopard Thunder Sound Perfection (acceleratable)…

Bone Shrinking Skill Perfection (acceleratable) Puffing Technique Perfection (acceleratable) Fierce Bull Fist Perfection (acceleratable), Bone Strengthening Technique Limit, Wind-Chasing Leg Perfection (acceleratable) Skin Refining Technique Limit…

Source Point: Two thousand nine hundred ninety

In this month’s time, he has grown considerably in height, increasing from one meter seventy-eight to one meter eighty-three, and with the current weight, increasingly mighty and robust.

A physique with muscles in clumps, tendons resembling coiling dragons, seemingly forged from steel; like a humanoid fierce beast, even if he exudes a friendly gaze as before, fear might drive others three paces back.

Physical form, in some measure, equates to strength, Wang Xuan understands his strength is commendable.

“So much remains unachieved to the Perfect Realm, it seems I should strive to cultivate them to the Limit, neglecting practice isn’t right.”

Mixed Element Stance, Bow Pulling Technique, Tiger and Leopard Thunder Sound Method, Overlord Saber, Wind-Chasing Leg, Bone Shrinking Technique, Puffing Technique, Fierce Bull Fist—he selected these cultivation skills.

“Accelerate, accelerate to Limit Realm.”

Wang Xuan’s fingers continually tapped; as blood and flesh squirmed, his vitality seemed to boil—he knew he was becoming stronger. With each cultivation skill reaching the Limit, his body experienced significant transformations.

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