Chapter 70

This is... simply irrefutable.

After all, what he said is the truth.

"I will keep an eye on him."

"Of course, of course, hehe..."

"What are you laughing about?" The tracker's teeth were grinding, and his eyes were almost spitting fire.

Although I didn't do a good job, your laughter is too infuriating. A few words would have been enough, but how long do you plan to keep it up?

"Nothing. But this kid is quite cunning. He didn't touch the things in Old Leopard's bag. If he had, it would have been easier for Old Leopard's divine sense to follow... At such a young age, how can he be so cunning?"

The person in the dark seemed a bit intimidated.

"Can I ask, what is our purpose in tracking this kid? Why didn't we just detain him earlier?" The tracker let out a sigh, feeling better as long as the other wasn't being so sarcastic.

"We have no ill intentions, and Old Leopard didn't directly intervene. This kid is entangled in countless causes and effects. Old Leopard feels that he might be a future generation's outstanding talent, so we're just making an early investment. At least, that's what Old Leopard says."

"That's a good thing."

"Of course, it's a good thing, but this young man doesn't see it that way. That's why he managed to shake you off. Otherwise, why would you look so upset?"

"You..."

"What do you mean, 'you'? For the next while, you should continue watching that blacksmith's shop, see when he goes to retrieve the knife... Tsk tsk, a task personally arranged by Old Leopard, with such a clear target, and you still... hehehe... You're really something, I admire you. I'm truly in awe of your tracking skills, which you've always been proud of."

He seemed to want to mock a bit more but thought better of it. If he continued, the other might explode.

But the tracker couldn't take it anymore.

With a red face and a swollen neck, he shouted, "What are you babbling about? If you can do it, you go!"

...

For the next two days, Feng Yin continued his nocturnal life, completing tasks and occasionally helping Rainbow Qingyi.

During the day, he practiced cultivation, gathering spirit points, and gave Feng Ying a complete gathering spirit vortex transformation.

So far, Feng Ying has been transformed three times, each time perfectly.

According to the *Spirit Transformation Sutra*, a single individual can undergo a maximum of nine spirit transformations. Feng Yin estimated that if all nine were completed, Feng Ying's potential could be elevated to the pinnacle level, and the Great Dao aura could be perfectly integrated with her inner demon veins. If there was still room for improvement, it could even refine and shape her demon veins into spirit veins.

Without discussing the next steps, just after three spirit transformations, Feng Ying's potential was already outstanding among the Seven Apertures Spirit Cats, surpassing even her mother's royal talent from her youth by several times!

Her eyes became increasingly bright and expressive, and her emotions seemed more delicate, becoming more and more spiritual.

She almost completely understood Feng Yin's instructions.

Apart from not being able to speak, her intelligence was on par with that of a six- or seven-year-old child.

And she was much more obedient than a six- or seven-year-old child.

For example, when Feng Yin reminded her, "It seems they are looking for cats; many cats have gone missing. You need to be careful. I suspect you are their target."

Feng Ying reacted strongly.

She angrily clawed through seven or eight rocks.

Rock fragments flew everywhere.

Feng Yin's mouth twitched uncontrollably. He had to admit, talent is talent. Now, Feng Ying's speed was already faster than his own when he used his full light body technique.

When she darted past, he could only see a blur!

Apart from her attack power, which was still relatively weak, she was already on par with ordinary martial arts experts in other aspects, with speed comparable to innate level and attack power reaching the fifth or sixth rank of the acquired realm.

This made Feng Yin want to comment on the so-called 'seal' mentioned by Feng Ying's mother every time he saw her.

What kind of seal is this?

She's almost becoming invincible.

The only thing that made Feng Yin a bit uneasy was that Feng Ying's body showed no signs of growing, with the only change being her fur becoming brighter and her face becoming more beautiful.

When she walked, she exuded a certain 'graceful' aura.

She moved gracefully, elegantly, and with a noble and composed demeanor.

"Ah, catwalk, catwalk, I suddenly understand why models in my past life walked like this. This catwalk is simply... hehe... hehehe..."

He also performed a half-transformation on the young eagle and the young falcon.

This transformed them into fully mature eagles and falcons, no longer just young ones.

The difference was significant.

The most noticeable change was that they had started practicing their innate abilities, flying!

And they were very diligent, flying more steadily and faster.

But this made Feng Ying very resentful.

What's the deal with you always flying?

Showing off, are you?

The soaring eagles and falcons felt they could finally breathe a sigh of relief. Whenever they saw Feng Ying, they immediately took off, and if they were a bit slower or lower, they would be directly pounced on and knocked to the ground by Feng Ying.

But it didn't matter that they could fly; Feng Ying had plenty of patience.

When they got tired and had to rest, Feng Ying would catch them and torment them!

The saying "You can run but you can't hide" was vividly demonstrated by Feng Ying.

Even from a height of twenty meters, Feng Ying could leap up and catch them, though this caused them a lot of pain...

This led to the young eagle and the young falcon, despite learning to fly and seemingly escaping the clutches of the big sister, becoming even more respectful of her...

It seemed that the big sister's rational persuasion had won the heartfelt admiration of the two little ones.

...

Feng Yin also tried to give the two Ironheart Plums about one-fifth of a spirit transformation.

To quickly enhance the power of the *Spirit Transformation Sutra*, Feng Yin was very diligent.

The transformation of the two Ironheart Plums was both cultivation and experimentation, gradually progressing without causing too much commotion.

Giving too much would cause significant changes in the two trees, easily drawing the attention of those with ulterior motives.

After all, the legend of the ten-thousand-year-old Ironheart Wood was well-known and not ordinary.

Fortunately, so far, the two Ironheart Plums have shown no external changes, not even in the color of their leaves. During the transformation process, the green light halo from the first time did not reappear.

It seemed that the two trees understood that Feng Yin did not want to draw attention, so they chose to develop quietly, showing a very human-like quality.

And most importantly... after each transformation, the small knife inside Feng Yin would move, completely enveloping the two Ironheart Plums' agitation within the small courtyard.

However, there were still some changes, such as... the nearby trees within several hundred meters all showing signs of withering...

The changes in the Ironheart Plums were mainly in their essence, with their trunks becoming increasingly dense and hard.

If someone were to cut down the trees to examine them, they would find that these two seemingly unremarkable Ironheart Plums, which looked to be only a few decades old, were now over five thousand years old!

Even more astonishingly, the unique tree core, which was said to exist only in ten-thousand-year-old Ironheart Plums, was now growing and had become quite large...

Everything was so unreasonable, yet it remained low-key and unobtrusive.

...

Apart from practicing, Feng Yin also explored other methods. The knife he had set aside, he naturally did not go to retrieve, using only a common green steel knife for practice.

That knife had now become a clue for those with ulterior motives, so he couldn't go for it for the time being.

In fact, the real reason Feng Yin had the knife made was to keep the tracker at the blacksmith's shop for a long time.

This greatly increased the safety of his seclusion.

As long as he didn't go to retrieve the knife, they wouldn't give up, waiting like a rabbit for a hare, conserving their energy.

But if you're all waiting there, it saves me the trouble of being searched for. I'm not in a hurry at all.

Over the past two nights, Feng Yin acted seven times.

These seven tasks were all bronze-level, and it must be said that the difficulty of bronze-level tasks was much greater than iron-level tasks, almost incomparable.

On the first bronze-level task, Feng Yin almost got injured. The target was not a match for him in terms of strength, and he had the advantage of ambush and surprise, yet the target had some means and set up a poison trap.

If it weren't for Feng Yin's habit of observing from a high vantage point before acting, noticing the unusual silence in the target area from a nearby tree, he would have sensed something was wrong: the target, being a target of the Jun Tian assassins, would not come alone.

Other bronze-level assassins wouldn't miss such a target, even if the task was updated that day. Given the popularity of Jun Tian's tasks, Feng Yin didn't dare to hope he would be the first to see and arrive.

So he instinctively waited, noticing that the night mist in the distance seemed different from other places, unique.

After a while, he became more accustomed to the night atmosphere and noticed that the area was unusually gray.

Then, a bronze-level assassin rushed toward the target, and after just two or three exchanges, the assassin fell in the shadows.

This outcome made Feng Yin break out in a cold sweat. The assassin's strength was on par with his own, and if the assassin fell in three moves, how could he fare any better?