Chapter 18

After guiding Tang San and the other four in the cultivation of the Wind Wolf Transformation, Wang Yanfeng let them return to their rooms to practice.

By the time dinner arrived, Wang Yanfeng said to Wang Da, Wang Er, and Wang San, "I've been thinking, and I still want to give you names. So you can have your own names. Are you willing?"

"Sure." Wang Da nodded foolishly.

Wang Er blinked, "Sure thing."

Wang San, the tallest among the three, even taller than Tang San, but very thin like a bamboo pole, said, "Is that okay?"

"Sure!" Wang Da glared at Wang San.

"Oh." Wang San seemed a bit afraid of Wang Da and could only nod.

Wang Yanfeng said, "Alright, I've thought of names for all of you. Wang Da, from now on, you'll be called Wang Chao. Wang Er will be called Wang Zhong, and Wang San will be called Wang Xiaolei."

Wang Chao happily said, "Great, thank you, Teacher. I finally have my own name."

Wang Zhong blinked, not saying anything. He was also very thin, but compared to Wang Da and Wang San, he seemed more reserved. Not out of fear. Among the three, during the sacrifice, Tang San only caught a glimpse of hatred in Wang Zhong's eyes, not just fear.

Wang Xiaolei frowned, "Three characters, isn't that hard to write?"

"You talk too much. That's it, thank you, Teacher." Wang Chao glared at him, acting like the big brother. He was also the oldest.

"Tang San, let the teacher give you a name too." Wang Chao said kindly.

Tang San shook his head, "No need, I'm fine with Tang San."

"Alright, let's eat."

After dinner, they returned to their rooms to practice. The three Wang brothers still needed Wang Yanfeng to personally guide them to enter the state of stimulating bloodline cultivation. Tang San, of course, didn't need it. What surprised Wang Yanfeng was that after one guidance, Ling Muxue could also stimulate her bloodline to practice on her own. This was unexpected.

As the night deepened, Tang San, sitting cross-legged on the bed, slowly opened his eyes.

On the opposite bed, Wang Zhong was still practicing diligently, his aura very steady. Tang San could feel the bloodline pulsing in his body. Faintly, there were fluctuations of wind elements around him.

Silently getting out of bed, Tang San's eyes became sharp. Among the five children, he was actually the youngest.

Wang Chao was already seventeen, Wang Zhong was fourteen, Wang Xiaolei was twelve, Ling Muxue was ten, and he was only eight.

Life had finally changed, at least it was stable, and he no longer had to worry about becoming food. Now the most important thing was to improve his strength. He gave himself only three years. After three years, it would be time to leave, and also the time for revenge. Looking out the window in the direction of the Wind Wolf Town square, Tang San subconsciously clenched his fists. The mother he had only met once died at the hands of the Wind Wolf Clan, which also meant that there was no turning back between him and the demon clan.

Quietly pushing open the window, Tang San's figure flashed, and he jumped out. He carefully closed the window behind him.

Although Wang Yanfeng's cultivation was higher than his, with the Tang Sect's secret techniques from his previous life, he was confident he wouldn't be discovered.

Stealthily moving forward, Tang San gradually moved away from his residence. He didn't head towards the square because he was afraid that if he saw the skeletons under the altar, he wouldn't be able to control his emotions.

He moved along the dark corners of the walls, carefully concealing his figure.

He had been to Wind Wolf Town many times before, and although he wasn't familiar with every place, he knew most of the terrain.

Soon, he arrived near a larger stone house. From a distance, he could see the house was brightly lit, and he could hear the noisy voices inside.

If viewed from his previous life, this was a tavern. Tang San wasn't sure what the alcohol in this world was like, but this was the place the Wind Wolves in Wind Wolf Town liked to come to the most.

It was already very late, but it was still very lively here. This meant that Tang San had found the right place.

He squatted in a dark corner, silently watching the tavern entrance, waiting quietly.

Perhaps because it was already very late, he didn't have to wait long. Several tall figures were already staggering out of the tavern.

Their voices were loud but slurred, clearly already quite drunk.

These few wolf demons were laughing and cursing as they walked. Tang San watched them walk into the town, and at the fork in the road, the wolf demons split up and went home.

Tang San identified a medium-sized wolf demon and quickly followed him. He moved quietly, and the other, being drunk, didn't notice at all.

The strength of a Wind Wolf could generally be determined by its size. Smaller ones were usually second-stage Wind Wolves, larger ones were third-stage. Only the particularly robust ones could be of a higher level, but in Wind Wolf Town, such robust Wind Wolves were very rare. Only the Wind Wolf Lord, who was over three meters tall, was the only one.

The target Tang San chose was a third-stage Wind Wolf, a common strong Wind Wolf in Wind Wolf Town.

Quickly catching up, Tang San silently came up behind him. He made a guiding motion with his right hand towards the staggered steps of the Wind Wolf. The soft Xuan Tian Gong was released using the Tang Sect's secret technique, the Crane Control Dragon Capture. The Wind Wolf stumbled, about to fall forward.

But the third-stage Wind Wolf was agile, even when drunk, and instinctively tried to push himself up with his hands.

Tang San seized this moment. He lunged forward, lightly touching the waist of the third-stage Wind Wolf with his toes.

For animals like dogs and wolves, the waist is their most vulnerable spot. The Wind Wolf, being a wolf demon, was similar.

When the wolf demon was kicked in the waist, his body instantly went limp, falling to the side. Just as he was about to curse, the back of his neck was already gripped by Tang San's Xuan Yu Hand, which sealed his bloodline, causing him to immediately faint.

This series of actions was incredibly fast, taking only a few seconds, and the third-stage Wind Wolf was already lying on the ground.

Tang San looked around, seeing no movement. He immediately dragged the third-stage Wind Wolf to a dark spot and pressed his right hand on the wolf's chest.

After years of cultivation, he was very familiar with the wind elements in the Wind Wolf Clan's bloodline. As soon as the Xuan Tian Gong power entered the other's body, he immediately felt the presence of the wind elements in the bloodline.

To Tang San's pleasant surprise, the bloodline power of a living Wind Wolf was much more concentrated than that of the two dead Wind Wolves from two years ago. The Xuan Tian Gong power entered and immediately began to devour and pull the bloodline power into itself, combining it with the wind blade energy imprint he had absorbed.

The two sources of power, being of the same origin, immediately showed a tendency to merge. Although some of the power dissipated during the merging process, Tang San clearly felt that his wind blade aura had become stronger, not the wind blade itself, but the imprint of the wind blade had been enhanced.

This meant that when he used the Xuan Tian Gong to transform the wind blade, he could produce a stronger wind blade.

What pleased Tang San the most was that his Xuan Tian Gong, which had been at the third level bottleneck for a long time, finally showed signs of loosening with the absorption of this energy, seemingly about to break through to the fourth stage.

He carefully observed the Wind Wolf, memorizing his facial features. He didn't kill him but quickly left and returned to his residence.

It wasn't that he didn't want to kill the wolf demon, but a drunk man lying on the side of the road wouldn't draw attention, whereas if a third-stage wolf demon died in the town, it would undoubtedly cause a commotion. Now was not the time.