Chapter 8

The wolf claws of the three-headed iron-clawed wolf were already quite valuable, and the fact that Lin Yun was the sole beneficiary made them even more so.

This battle not only boosted Lin Yun's confidence but also brought him a bountiful harvest.

In the following days, Lin Yun officially began his hunting.

The trials between life and death strengthened his will. Gathering water into a stream, flowing like the wind, he applied the essence of the Flowing Wind Sword Technique in actual combat.

The lethality he displayed was far from that of an intermediate sword technique, with astonishing power.

In just three short days, he had an impressive harvest, and his bag was already filled with spoils.

Iron wolf claws, spotted tiger skins, sharp bull horns... all kinds of fierce beast materials filled the bag.

"I need to find a place to hide them."

With so many materials, movement became very inconvenient.

Surveying the jungle, Lin Yun chose a secluded spot, hid the bag in a tree, covered it with leaves, and then patted his hands and jumped down.

Looking up, the branches and leaves completely concealed the bag.

Just then, an unusually dense flow of heaven and earth's spiritual energy drifted over from behind.

"A feng shui treasure land?"

Lin Yun was startled. He knew that in this world, there were many places with exceptionally abundant spiritual energy, known as feng shui treasure lands.

Within the Qingyun Sect, such feng shui treasure lands were occupied by elders and inner disciples.

He was just looking for a hidden place to hide his bag, but he stumbled upon a feng shui treasure land.

He decided to check it out.

Following the direction of the spiritual energy, he moved quickly. After a moment, Lin Yun felt something strange.

The surroundings had become unusually quiet without him noticing.

In the mountains, even the faintest breeze could be heard clearly, but there was no sound of insects, birds, or beasts.

With a hint of suspicion in his eyes, Lin Yun gritted his teeth and continued forward with courage.

If it truly was a feng shui treasure land, his Pure Yang Technique could definitely advance further with this opportunity.

He didn't want to miss such a chance.

After about half an incense stick's time, Lin Yun stopped. The source of the spiritual energy was right here.

"Indeed, it is a feng shui treasure land. The concentration of spiritual energy here is at least several times higher, perhaps even more!"

Suppressing his excitement, he surveyed the surroundings. Apart from a pile of unknown wild grass and fruits, there was nothing unusual.

"Regardless, I will cultivate the Pure Yang Technique to the second level and then leave quickly."

With his mind made up, Lin Yun came to a tree, sat cross-legged, and closed his eyes.

The Pure Yang Technique circulated within his body, guiding the surrounding spiritual energy to flow into him.

The dense spiritual energy rapidly strengthened his internal energy, continuously nourishing his skin, bones, and meridians.

In the ten levels of martial arts, the first three levels focused on strengthening the skin, bones, and meridians, the middle three levels on the flesh, blood, and organs, and the last three levels on the tendons, bones, and marrow, reaching the peak of the tenth level.

Each set of three levels was a significant hurdle, but today, in this feng shui treasure land, Lin Yun felt something extraordinary.

The Pure Yang Technique, which usually progressed slowly, was advancing rapidly.

The previously blocked meridians were almost instantly cleared by the powerful internal energy.

His cultivation was rapidly improving.

Maintaining his calm, Lin Yun did not fall into a frenzy. Martial cultivation required constant caution.

If he was careless and lost control of his internal energy, he could damage his meridians.

At worst, his cultivation could be completely ruined.

Joy can turn to sorrow in a moment.

After the Pure Yang Technique completed several major cycles, the internal energy flowed back and condensed into a yellow vortex in his dantian.

The Pure Yang Technique successfully broke through to the second level!

Lin Yun was neither overly happy nor sad. He continued to cultivate the Pure Yang Technique at the second level, taking advantage of the dense spiritual energy in the feng shui treasure land.

It must be said that the second level of the Pure Yang Technique was vastly different from the first level.

The speed of absorbing surrounding spiritual energy was twice as fast.

Break!

Two hours later, Lin Yun suddenly opened his eyes, a smile on his face.

All his meridians were now fully unblocked.

His martial cultivation successfully broke through the third-level bottleneck, advancing to the fourth level!

He could clearly feel that the internal energy flowing through his meridians was several times more condensed. When he used it, it was much smoother and unobstructed.

"Even within the Qingyun Sect, there might not be such a good feng shui treasure land. Today, I have had great luck."

With his cultivation and technique both breaking through, Lin Yun's joy was evident.

Whoosh!

Just then, the spiritual energy in the feng shui treasure land suddenly began to swirl.

The dense spiritual energy continuously condensed, visible as a faint glow.

"What is this?"

Lin Yun's face changed slightly. He saw an unremarkable wild fruit in the weeds, absorbing all the spiritual energy.

He suddenly understood.

No wonder the spiritual energy here was so dense. It turned out that a heavenly treasure was being born. From the looks of it, the wild fruit was about to become a spirit fruit.

Whoosh!

At the moment the spiritual energy was completely absorbed by the wild fruit, a figure moved with lightning speed.

The figure swallowed the glowing wild fruit in one bite. Upon closer inspection, it was a saw-toothed tiger!

The saw-toothed tiger, a fierce beast with the strength of a fourth-level martial artist in the Hengyun Mountains, was a full level stronger than the iron-clawed wolf.

Whenever Lin Yun saw a saw-toothed tiger before, he would turn and run.

The difference in levels was clear. If targeted, it meant certain death.

Roar!

The saw-toothed tiger, having consumed the spirit fruit, looked up at Lin Yun, its eyes glowing with a faint bloodlight. A chilling coldness invaded Lin Yun's body, causing him to shiver involuntarily.

"Fiendish aura!"

Lin Yun was greatly alarmed, feeling as if one foot was already in the gates of death.

This was a saw-toothed tiger that was about to evolve into a fiendish beast!

Unprecedented panic swept over him, and regret flooded his mind.

He shouldn't have been greedy for the spirit fruit. After breaking through his cultivation, he should have left quickly.

Damn... I can't move!

Lin Yun was terrified to find that his limbs were unresponsive, as if they had turned to jelly.

He realized that this was the instinctive fear of a mortal body in the face of danger.

With a low growl, the saw-toothed tiger, still chewing the spirit fruit, took a step toward Lin Yun.

Fear spread throughout his body, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead.

Never before had Lin Yun felt death so close, and a sense of despair began to spread in his heart.

Just a moment ago, he was immersed in the joy of his breakthrough, but now he was on the brink of despair.

No, I can't die here!

Dying so helplessly was unacceptable. Even if he died, he would make the saw-toothed tiger pay a price.

Life is not to be played with like a floating weed, left to the whims of fate.

Lin Yun gritted his teeth, shouting in his heart. He wanted to draw his sword, to make his unresponsive limbs move.

Roar!

The saw-toothed tiger, approaching step by step, roared and pounced.

A massive shadow enveloped Lin Yun.

When death truly came, Lin Yun unexpectedly found that his heart was not filled with fear but with calm.

In that moment of calm, his previously immobile limbs seemed to move.

A tiger in the heart, gently sniffing a rose.

This phrase popped into his mind, reminding him of the fierce tiger he had seen in the mysterious scroll.

Draw the sword!

Without time for more thoughts, Lin Yun drew his sword and swung it at the pouncing tiger.

Puff! The long sword, infused with internal energy, was swatted away by the saw-toothed tiger's single claw.

The power disparity was evident.

However, this one strike did manage to momentarily halt the saw-toothed tiger, pulling Lin Yun back from the brink of death.

Without hesitation, Lin Yun rolled to avoid the saw-toothed tiger's fatal pounce.

Boom!

A tree that required two people to encircle was easily snapped by the saw-toothed tiger's pounce.

Lin Yun drew a sharp breath, his mind highly tense. There was no way to retreat.

The saw-toothed tiger, missing its target, became enraged and pounced again.

Looking to the side, Lin Yun saw his old sword stuck in a tree a hundred meters away, temporarily unusable.

Lin Yun steeled his resolve and, using the perfected Tiger Fist, directly confronted the fiendish saw-toothed tiger.

Bang!

Fist and claw clashed, and Lin Yun was sent flying ten meters, landing with his blood surging. He took three more steps back.

But a smile appeared on Lin Yun's face.

The internal energy derived from the Pure Yang Technique, driving the perfected Tiger Fist, gave him the strength to fight the saw-toothed tiger.

The expected one-sided defeat did not occur.

After all, the Pure Yang Technique was known for its condensed and powerful internal energy. Combined with the perfected Tiger Fist, it was far from weak.

Most importantly, his cultivation was now at the fourth level of martial arts.

Man and tiger engaged in a fierce battle.

Lin Yun, fighting for his life under immense pressure, performed exceptionally.

The terrifying power of the perfected Tiger Fist was displayed to the fullest. The image of the fierce tiger from the mysterious scroll echoed in his mind, gradually dispelling the fiendish aura from the saw-toothed tiger.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

In the midst of the struggle, Lin Yun vaguely felt that his grasp of the Tiger Fist was continuously improving.

There was a hint of breaking through to the peak of perfection.

From the initial desperate defense, he gradually began to counterattack. Each punch that landed on the saw-toothed tiger made it howl in pain, clearly showing the power.

He was like a king of tigers, his momentum gradually overwhelming the saw-toothed tiger.

With his momentum fully unleashed, Lin Yun seized the opportunity, took a step forward, and unleashed the killing move of the Tiger Fist.

Stepping back, bowing his body, bending his waist, he roared like a tiger in the mountains.

In the roar, his knuckles cracked like thunder, and Lin Yun delivered a powerful punch.

Bang!

The massive body of the saw-toothed tiger was sent flying by Lin Yun's punch.

For the first time in the struggle with the saw-toothed tiger, Lin Yun managed to push it back.

Tiger Descending the Mountain!

Building on his momentum, Lin Yun leaped up, transforming into a king of the mountains.

With a roar, Lin Yun's punch, carrying a surge of wind, landed on the struggling saw-toothed tiger.

This punch made Lin Yun feel as if his blood was boiling.

A surge of passion welled up in his chest, growing stronger.

Hundred Beasts Paying Homage!

Without hesitation, Lin Yun, filled with passion, roared and unleashed the strongest killing move of the Tiger Fist.

The punch, like a sharp sword, was incomparably sharp!

The staggering saw-toothed tiger, seeing Lin Yun's approaching figure, showed a look of infinite fear.

In its eyes, the approaching Lin Yun was not a tiger but a sharp sword.

Punch like a sword, roaring in the wind, a hundred beasts paying homage!

With the roar in the wind...

The final punch landed, and the saw-toothed tiger, with a muffled groan, fell and did not rise again.

[Chapter 1 delivered. Thank you, Xiaowan, Dashi Jie, Zhiming, Yuzong, Longlong Bafeng, and other readers for your support.]