Chapter 9

Indeed, Chen Taizhong finally realized, the Ironclad Tigers love to eat food rich in metal, and this Red Valley is rich in iron elements. The Thunder Deer living here must have a lot of iron in their bodies.

After understanding this, he took out the Thunder Deer's corpse, pondered for a moment, and cut off a front leg, throwing it about a hundred meters away.

The two Ironclad Tigers, seeing him stop, initially retreated. But when they saw the Thunder Deer, they couldn't resist the urge to pounce. When the deer leg flew out, the two tigers leaped and chased after it, and soon the sound of chewing could be heard.

At this moment, the woman also caught up, and with a smug look, she said, "You really don't know anything, do you? Your master really trusts you to come out."

"Do I need your lecture? I was just testing them!" Chen Taizhong, who never backs down, immediately countered.

Throwing such a large deer leg made him quite pained, even if it was just a front leg, it could fetch four or five spirits, "One leg is enough for me to eat for two days."

However, his mood was also somewhat complex. The woman's words made sense. If the male deer hadn't been held back by the fawn and refused to leave, he wouldn't have been able to get it—iron pots can protect against lightning, but they can't make him faster.

"The deer's liver, I'll buy it for ten spirits," the woman said.

Her face wasn't unattractive, just a bit masculine, and her figure was slender, with only a small pair of breasts, barely noticeable. At a glance, it was easy to overlook her gender.

But Chen Taizhong wasn't good at appreciating women. He just frowned curiously, "What use is the liver?"

"That... you don't need to know," the woman refused to tell him.

In fact, she and her brother came to the river to catch a Golden Thread Snake Fish. Although it was only a fourth-level wild beast, it had a trace of ancient dragon blood, making it perfect for advancing in cultivation.

However, because of this, the Golden Thread Snake Fish, though only a fourth-level wild beast, was extremely rare. After discovering one here, they didn't tell anyone.

The Golden Thread Snake Fish, with its dragon blood, loves lightning-based food. They caught the fawn to use it as bait to lure the fish—yes, the fawn was just bait.

But the adult Thunder Deer's flesh would be even more appealing to the Golden Thread Snake Fish, which they couldn't catch—once they tried, the deer would run away. Catching a fawn was more practical.

But seeing Chen Taizhong kill an adult male deer, they became restless. They didn't dare to snatch it—afraid of the middle-aged man's retaliation—but the male deer's blood and qi were more suitable for luring the Golden Thread Snake Fish.

The male deer's blood and qi are mainly in the antlers and liver—liver stores blood, and spleen controls blood.

They didn't expect to buy the antlers, but buying the liver would be good.

Chen Taizhong didn't know these details. After thinking for a moment, selling the liver for ten spirits wasn't a bad deal—there might be some special use, but most people wouldn't know, and the use would be limited.

He asked, "You seem to be able to resist lightning-based attacks?"

"I have a family heirloom lightning-proof inner armor," the woman proudly answered, with a look of past glory. But then she frowned and sighed, "My brother made me wear it, otherwise, he would be much stronger."

What deep sibling affection, Chen Taizhong thought. After asking a few more questions, he felt the siblings were quite hard up, so he threw the Thunder Deer's liver and took the ten spirits, then left.

The two Ironclad Tigers, seeing another liver on the ground, couldn't resist and took a few steps, drooling.

But the siblings' strength was far beyond what the tigers could challenge—one was a fifth-level Wandering Immortal, the other a sixth-level. The tigers turned and left.

"You two know your place," the fifth-level sister coldly said.

In a two-on-two fight, neither side had a sure win, but the Golden Thread Snake Fish was crucial for her brother to advance to the seventh level—seventh level was high-level Wandering Immortal. If they couldn't scare them off, they would have to fight.

Fortunately, the Ironclad Tigers, with a deer leg, didn't push their luck.

"Still have a greedy heart," the sixth-level brother grumbled, but then frowned, "Strange, how could that second-level kid scare off these two?"

At first, he thought the tigers were just scared, but now it seemed they didn't even care about the siblings, which puzzled him.

"He even dares to wear the Zhou family's storage bag on his waist," the sister shook her head, puzzled, "Brother, what's his background? He doesn't have a storage bag, yet he's not afraid to offend the Zhou family."

"How do you know he doesn't have a storage bag? Maybe he's hiding it in his chest," the brother shook his head and turned to the river, "Let's not talk about him, set up the array, and prepare to catch the fish..."

Chen Taizhong did hide the storage bag in his chest, but it was the one he had stolen.

On the way back, he caught a Fire Rabbit. As he approached Qingstone City, he put the storage bag in his chest—this was stolen goods, and he couldn't use it freely.

Then he thought for a moment and cut off a front leg of the Thunder Deer, carrying it on his shoulder—just in case he encountered robbers, this leg might make them think he didn't have a storage bag in his chest.

It just so happened that after carrying the deer leg for less than ten miles, four or five teenagers emerged from the roadside forest. Both sides were stunned—old acquaintances.

These teenagers were the ones who had stolen the Sunfruit from Chen Taizhong.

"Damn, it's you!" The one with a forehead wrinkle sneered and kicked him, "Last time you ran away, this time see where you run!"

"Enough, you already stole three Sunfruits from me last time," Chen Taizhong pushed off the ground and flew back, coldly looking at the teenagers, "Are you addicted to bullying?"

"We bully you as a favor," a pale-faced teenager said, his voice low and sinister, "If you anger us, we'll kill you."

"Aren't you afraid of the law?" Chen Taizhong took a deep breath and spoke sternly.

"We, the Four Heroes of the East City, are the law," the one with the forehead wrinkle sneered, "Behave, and maybe I'll spare your life..."

As he rambled, Chen Taizhong suddenly felt a chill and, without thinking, pushed off the ground and rushed to the side.

But his reaction was a bit slow. Almost simultaneously, the soil under his feet violently churned, and several vines shot out, wrapping around him.

Chen Taizhong's left foot was a bit slow in leaving the ground, and a vine wrapped around his calf. He roared and swung the deer leg, smashing it down, "Get lost!"

The vine was surprisingly tough, but he used all his strength, and the deer leg flew out of his hand.

In the next moment, he felt the vine stiffen under him. Seizing this opportunity, he pulled his left foot free and ran away without looking back.

"Damn, this guy is quick," the one with the forehead wrinkle was surprised, looking at the pale-faced teenager, "Zhu Lao San, your wood-based magic isn't as good as you said."

"You're talking nonsense," Zhu Lao San replied coldly, then walked forward, looked at the fallen deer leg, and huffed, "Thunder Deer... definitely lightning power."

"Really?" Someone else came over to look, knowing that lightning is the bane of most magic, and wood-based magic would be charred by lightning.

Everyone knew what a Thunder Deer was and could easily recognize it. Injecting one's spirit power into a wild beast can borrow some of its attributes, which happens from time to time.

But they still couldn't accept it, "This second-level Wandering Immortal can kill a Thunder Deer?"

These kids had bullied so many people that they forgot this second-level Wandering Immortal was only a first-level a few days ago.

"Just a deer leg," the one with the forehead wrinkle sneered, "If he really killed it, he would be carrying the antlers."

"Next time we see this guy, we'll surround him first," a short and stocky teenager said, the leader of the group. He then took out a talisman, "If necessary, we'll use it to kill him."

"Can you use talismans in the city?" the one with the forehead wrinkle asked in surprise.

"I said in the wild," the short and stocky teenager glared at him.

Chen Taizhong didn't know their plan. He ran for a long time until he felt no one was following him. He found a bush, took out a set of clothes from his ring, and changed.

As for his appearance, he didn't want to change it—identity tokens recognize aura, and changing his appearance wouldn't help against powerful figures.

He just wanted to avoid being recognized at first glance.

After showing his identity token, he confidently entered the city. Seeing that it was almost afternoon, he hurried to the courtyard to complete his task and received 250 spirits.

The staff thought the antlers looked good and even asked if he was interested in another task, offering 270 spirits for the same quality.

Chen Taizhong was a bit surprised and asked, only to find out that this was the staff's personal task—his family had a lightning-based cultivator who was excited to see the antlers and made a private deal with him, without even posting the task.

"I plan to focus on cultivation for a while," he declined, feeling that being a second-level Wandering Immortal was too low. He wanted to push through to the fourth level to avoid being bullied.

"My task is valid for three months," the staff smiled, "When you reach the third level, it will be easier, but I won't raise the price."

(Monday ranking push, calling for recommendation votes.)

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