Chapter 48 (1/2)

Translated by Mianbao

Edited by RED

Heiya let go of the Blood-Drinking Fur Beast’s corpse and intentionally verified once more that the demon beast was dead. Only then did he go in the direction Zhu Minglang told him to fetch the wild boar.

Zhu Minglang extended his palm out and activated his spirit force.

Spirit force was like a magnet that could absorb and condense the souls of creatures that had just died. Zhu Minglang realized that when he used his spirit force to harvest the soul, it was like his eyes could see the ghost of the newly dead Blood-Drinking Fur Beast floating next to its corpse…

It was dark red, like a slowly fading shadow. Zhu Minglang began concentrating and trying to condense the dark red ghost here.

This process wasn’t too difficult, it mainly depended on the soul itself. On one hand, the soul couldn’t be damaged during battle, and on the other hand, the soul needed to have certain cultivation.

Becoming a Demon Spirit meant that it had cultivation, a qualitative difference between it and the wild beasts in the mountains.

The cultivation wasn’t only reflected in a strong, flexible, and swift body. To a greater extent, it was the soul that grew strong and extraordinary. The most obvious characteristic was that it knew how to use Demon Arts!

“Ah, this Blood-Drinking Fur Beast… I’m afraid I won’t be able to condense a good soul pearl from it,” Zhu Minglang murmured, feeling disappointed.

He didn’t know whether it was his unfamiliar technique, or that the Blood-Drinking Fur Beast was nothing worth mentioning. Zhu Minglang harvested a blood pearl, but it wasn’t as high quality as the Violent Catfish soul pearl Teacher Duanlan had gifted him previously.

“Although it’s a little low-quality, throwing it away is a pity. It won’t be easy to sell, either. Even a storage box is more expensive than the pearl itself. I’ll give it to Hong Hao later; treat it as payment for his information,” Zhu Minglang consoled himself.

After he was done harvesting the soul pearl, Zhu Minglang used a very simple wooden box to store it. In fact, this type of wooden box didn’t have any actual preservation effect. After a period of time, a portion of the soul pearl’s energy would be lost; the speed at which it dissipated was very fast.

Heiya dragged the wild boar’s corpse over. Although he was already starving, that fellow was very obedient and didn’t feast on it directly. Instead, he put the wild boar in front of Zhu Minglang seriously, looking as if he would let his master take the first bite of the good stuff.

“Go find some big stones to form a stone stove, then throw all the fallen fir trees in,” Zhu Minglang instructed him.

Heiya was very diligent. He immediately did as Zhu Minglang said, and he didn’t even need Zhu Minglang to help. The strong, gigantic figure went back and forth in the surrounding area, while Zhu Minglang started a fire and began skinning the wild boar.

Soon, an outdoors roasting stone stove was formed. Spared from the blood-letting process, Zhu Minglang got rid of the internal organs and began roasting the black boar…

No oil nor spices were needed. The boar’s fats contained fragrant lard. As the flames burned, the oil slowly seeped onto the meat, which had started turning golden yellow.

“Heiya, can you move your head over if you’re drooling? I thought it was raining!” Zhu Minglang stared at him, annoyed.

The big guy was so famished his eyes were about to emit light. Sticky saliva flowed out from the corners of his big mouth. Soon, his tongue licked them, swallowing back all his drool.

-Master hasn’t given the green light yet.

-I can’t eat yet.

-I need to control myself.-

Baiqi was perched on Zhu Minglang’s shoulder leisurely, looking at Heiya in confusion, while at the same time feeling proud.

No matter how crispy the skin was roasted to, or how juicy and fragrant the meat was, little Baiqi didnt’ have the slightest hint of interest in it, like pure fairies who only lived on dew.

“It’s ready. We’ll go find some demon spirits to test ourselves after eating,” Zhu Minglang said.

“Ouwuwu…” Heiya raised his head, letting out a long cry. His appearance made Zhu Minglang suspect Heiya had a hint of wolf’s blood in him for a moment.

With a bite, the plump thigh was devoured. Heiya’s face was covered with oil. Every time he licked the fat on his face away, he could feel a sense of bliss…

Before Heiya could devour everything, Zhu Minglang carved out a piece of meat from the boar’s neck and started reading while he ate.

He had many things to learn, especially if he wanted to become a qualified Dragon Tamer. He needed vast amounts of knowledge. In the past, Zhu Minglang only had little Baiqi at his side. The latter had always learned on his own with his exceptional talent, not needing Zhu Minglang to worry. However, Heiya was born from the grassroots. His postnatal efforts were much more important. Zhu Minglang needed to do a lot more planning.

“Yuu…” Little Baiqi seemed bored, looking listless as he lay sprawled on Zhu Minglang’s shoulder.

“You want to find an opponent too?” Zhu Minglang asked.

“Yiyi!” Baiqi’s little head immediately nodded.

When he thought of the Gilded Fire Dragon, Baiqi’s fighting spirit burned. However, some of his powers still lay dormant inside, like something was restricting it. Only by fighting could the shackles be broken!