Chapter 98

While others work day and night, Bu Li had to work night and day. Bu Li felt like a shadow demon that only appeared at night, with the night being his own paradise. Bu Li was indifferent to this, as Dahei slept through the days and nights, leaving no time for thoughts.

The days of cultivation were monotonous yet passed by in a blink. Ten days and nights passed in Bu Li’s cultivation and Dahei’s deep sleep. Apart from occasionally changing the soul stones and taking out food to fool Dahei, Jiang Canyu often came and went, replacing many soul stones. Bu Li didn’t pay much attention, and once Jiang Canyu left, he threw them all into his storage bag.

The ten days seemed to pass in the blink of an eye. Bu Li’s progress was rapid, and in the Divine Legacy Mountains, he had reached the second level of the first stage. In just a few days, the abundant soul power had directly transformed Bu Li’s first-stage vines into the fifth level of soul entry. This was due to the vines’ soul power slightly exceeding that of a first-stage wild beast. If it were a regular first-stage wild beast, Bu Li could have emerged from seclusion two days earlier.

Indeed, he had grown stronger. Bu Li moved his body, feeling the resilience in the friction between his muscle fibers. The way he transmitted power had also changed—transmitting, gathering, and amplifying. This was Bu Li’s perception.

He let out a long howl, picked up the ox-horn longbow by his side, and without an arrow, he strained his arms, and the longbow responded by stretching. The bow was like a full moon, and he was like a fierce tiger, standing mighty under the fiery sunrise.

Dahei was startled awake by Bu Li. During these ten days, Dahei had slept so much that he felt his whole body was rusted. He was extremely hungry, and he opened his eyes groggily, looking at Bu Li with dissatisfaction and asked, "What’s wrong with you?"

Bu Li was in a great mood, lit two cigarettes, and threw one to Dahei, squatting beside him and saying, "I feel the high-energy phosphate bonds in my body’s ATP are breaking with a crackle."

"Damn! Speak in human language," Dahei cursed, not understanding a word and knowing Bu Li was teasing him.

"I’ve advanced, and I should have reached the first stage of soul entry. My soul power is also abundant, so I don’t need to be as frugal as before," Bu Li said leisurely, smoking. "If possible, I can have a second engraved beast soon. I was thinking, if you were chased by Gu Huizi and had nowhere to hide, and you died, you would revive on me. Although you’re not a wild beast, with our friendship, I can’t let you die like that."

Dahei’s fat body trembled at Bu Li’s words. He wanted to curse Bu Li, but then he thought of Gu Huizi, with her bright yellow clothes and fiery temper. Dahei lay down in frustration, his chin hitting the ground with a thud.

"Don’t worry, I’m here," Bu Li said with a smile, standing up and kicking Dahei.

"Let’s go find something to eat."

At the mention of food, Dahei perked up a bit. After finishing the cigarette, he cautiously followed Bu Li, trying to hide in his shadow, refusing to go out.

After ten days of cultivation, there were subtle changes in Bu Li’s strength with every movement. Bu Li needed to adapt to these changes. Otherwise, in hunting, a small difference could mean life or death, so he had to be cautious. Without continuing to tease Dahei, Bu Li felt the changes in his strength with each step, adjusting his pace.

Controlling one’s strength was sometimes even more important than the strength itself. The subtle details were hard to grasp without experiencing the life and death struggles in the mountains for a long time.

They walked slowly, and from a distance, Bu Li looked like he was leisurely strolling. It was just after sunrise, and the outer disciples of Henshan Sect had already risen. Some had already finished their morning exercises. Bu Li looked like an old man taking his dog for a walk in the park, out of place with the surroundings.

Perhaps Bu Li didn’t want to, but the arrogant people of the Soul澜 Continent only brought endless negative emotions to him. Although these emotions were gradually diminishing, Bu Li still subconsciously kept his distance from them.

He casually stopped an outer disciple of Henshan Sect and politely asked, "Excuse me, senior, where do we eat?"

This question was too bizarre. Plus, the black bear behind Bu Li, whose eyes had turned green from hunger, made the outer disciple of Henshan Sect imagine two huge rice buckets.

In recent days, the news of Bu Li killing Wu’s brother had spread far and wide. Recognizing Bu Li, the outer disciple of Henshan Sect didn’t want to interact much and pointed east, saying, "That’s where we eat."

Bu Li thanked him and slowly walked over with Dahei.

The outer disciple of Henshan Sect watched Bu Li and Dahei’s figures, feeling puzzled. After ten days, did this person not need to eat? Or was he afraid to eat, fearing Wu Zongfei? To be so afraid that he wouldn’t even eat, this person was really useless. Is this how the Western Mountain Remnant Clan behaves?

The kitchen of Henshan Sect’s outer disciples was neither too big nor too small. Bu Li had already seen the smoke, and even with his eyes closed, Dahei could find the kitchen by smell. The two of them cleared out the kitchen. Bu Li just wanted to see how the outer disciples of Henshan Sect treated him, so he asked casually.

Sure enough, they still feared him like a tiger. Fine, since they couldn’t interact on equal terms, it was better to let them fear him.

The kitchen was in sight, and Dahei could already smell the delicious aroma. The steaming food seemed to be right in front of him. In the mountains, Dahei had long been accustomed to cooked food, and the smell made his mouth water.

"Hey, pets can’t enter the mountain gate, don’t you know?" An outer disciple of Henshan Sect, eating, saw Bu Li with a dirty black bear and immediately scolded him. The outer disciples of Henshan Sect wore cloth clothes, while Bu Li, in his animal skin, looked like a member of the Western Mountain Remnant Clan.

This was just a casual remark, as the contempt for the Western Mountain Remnant Clan was deeply ingrained in everyone on the Soul澜 Continent. Immediately, the outer disciple of Henshan Sect remembered that the only Western Mountain Remnant Clan member who had recently entered the mountain gate was Bu Li. His face changed. That day, Bu Li had drawn his crossbow at a word, and the bloodstains from the arrow still seemed to be floating before his eyes. Was it wise to scold Bu Li like this?

Thinking this, the outer disciple’s face turned pale, looking at Bu Li, wanting to hide, but his body wouldn’t move.

"Uh... I think I’m a hunter and should bring my hunting pet. I just arrived and don’t know where to wash my pet yet. I apologize for any offense," Bu Li said politely, though his actions were anything but. He directly picked up a bucket of porridge, two bowls, a plate of pickles, and sat down on a wooden stool. Dahei squatted beside him, already eager.

Bu Li scooped up the porridge, filling two bowls, and grabbed some pickles, scattering them into his and Dahei’s bowls. He wiped his hands on Dahei and slurped down half a bowl of porridge. Dahei was even more enthusiastic, sitting on his haunches, using his bear paws to lift the bowl and pour the porridge directly into his mouth.

"Slow down, it’s too hot and can cause esophageal cancer," Bu Li mumbled, his bowl of porridge also disappearing.

Dahei had no time for such niceties. Losing face was minor, but starving to death was major. Bowl after bowl of porridge disappeared in Bu Li’s and Dahei’s hands, and the large bucket of porridge was soon empty.

The outer disciples of Henshan Sect stared with wide eyes, wondering if Bu Li and Dahei were reincarnated hungry ghosts.

A bucket of porridge was just a start. Bu Li put the empty bucket back, picked up the remaining bucket, and brought a steaming basket of freshly cooked buns.

Three days without food, and one meal could last three days. Life in the mountains was tough, and the food they usually saved, Bu Li and Dahei had left for Cai Xiaoxian. If they couldn’t catch prey, they would go hungry. Finally, they had a warm meal that didn’t require their own effort, so they had to eat their fill.

Just as they were enjoying their meal, a group of people entered. Their rough voices made the kitchen lively. Clearly, they were outer disciples of Henshan Sect who had finished their morning exercises.

"Damn, there’s nothing left to eat?!" one of them said, looking at the empty bucket.

Bu Li thought for a moment, realizing that he and Dahei had indeed eaten a lot. A bucket of porridge, which should have been twenty to thirty pounds, had been consumed. Although most of it was eaten by Dahei, his own appetite had also increased.

Two rice buckets, Bu Li mused. Seeing Dahei eat one more bun, he quickly grabbed one and bit off half. He couldn’t be polite with Dahei; if he were, Dahei wouldn’t leave any for him. Bu Li knew this, and filling his stomach was a top priority in his subconscious.

Ignoring the dissatisfaction of the outer disciples of Henshan Sect, Bu Li and Dahei ate heartily and happily.

"Who’s so disrespectful, bringing a wild beast in here!" The outer disciples of Henshan Sect recognized Bu Li, looked around, and, feeling outnumbered, their fear of Bu Li disappeared. Hungry and dissatisfied, they started to provoke him.

"This is my hunting pet, not a wild beast," Bu Li said with a mouth full of buns, reaching for the last bun. White buns were a rare treat in the Western Mountain Remnant Clan, and Bu Li could eat ten to twenty without effort. The sweet, fragrant taste was something he dreamed about. Dahei, taking advantage of Bu Li’s moment of speaking, also reached for the last bun.

Bu Li’s finger tapped Dahei’s thick paw, pushing him away, but Dahei directly lay on the table, his large head pressing on the bun.

Damn, this dog is deliberately not letting me eat, Bu Li cursed in his heart.

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