Chapter 4 (1/2)

Translator: Larbre Studio  Editor: Larbre Studio

After an hour, Xu Yi’s figure appeared at the foot of Huiyin Mountain, and he had an additional wild boar on his shoulders that was as large as a bull calf.

After reaching the peak of the Body Forging stage, Xu Yi enjoyed the feeling of having a strong body even more. It was the kind of feeling of having everything under one’s control that brought a spring to his step.

In the past, although he was still capable of going up into the mountains to hunt, he would definitely not have done it in such an easy and carefree manner.

He looked up into the sky. It had just passed seven in the morning, and the sun was rising higher in the sky. In the distance, scores of farmers worked among the fields of crops, some using their hoes, others using their plows, and some working their oxen. All of this was interspersed with the lush greenery.

With such a beautiful scene that would belong in a painting, Xu Yi’s heart was plenty eased. As he was looking at the beautiful scene before him, a tower of smoke rose in the northwest.

Xu Yi shifted his glance over, then tossed away the wild boar on his shoulders. Like lightning, he sped towards the direction of the smoke.

When he reached the source of the smoke, he found that the burning object was actually Xu Yi’s own tiny wooden hut which had housed him and two generations of his family. Surrounding it were many farmers from the village.

Seeing Xu Yi return, they surrounded him and began speaking all at once. Most of what they said revolved around complaints that he should not have offended Young Master Zhou.

Xu Yi was already fuming mad when a man covered in mud wormed his way through the crowd. While panting for breath, he shouted, “Xu, Xu… Ancestors… Ancestral… grave…”

The hairs on Xu Yi’s body stood on end when he heard this. Immediately, he rushed towards the back of the mountain. When he reached his destination, he saw over a dozen graves that had been violently dug open, with corpses and bones scattered all across the ground.

“AHHHH!”

Xu Yi screamed in agony, falling to his knees. His brain felt like it was being stabbed by tens of thousands of needles, and his temples felt as though a grasshopper had crept in and was hopping around madly.

The emotions of the body’s original owner had run amok again. Xu Yi felt excruciating pain.

He spent an hour without moving in front of the graves before he could catch his breath. He then spent another four hours picking up all the bones and shifting them deeper into the mountains. He erected a large tomb, burnt some incense as an offering, then prayed for a bit before leaving.

By the time he got back, his house had already burnt down to the ground. The crowd of villagers watching the spectacle had already left. Xu Yi’s heart was filled with indignation, but his stomach was empty. He walked over to the stream in front of his house, bent over, and brought his face to the water. After a good drink, he whittled a wooden stick into a spear. With a dozen continuous stabs into the water, he had managed to spear a dozen plump red carp, a specialty of the local stream.

After removing the scales, scooping out the innards, and washing the fish in the stream, Xu Yi began to wolf down the fish raw.

Upon reaching the peak of the Body Forging stage, Xu Yi’s physical abilities greatly increased. His strength was greater than a bull’s, and his appetite was comparable to a tiger’s. A dozen large red carp, no less than fifty kilograms in total, all went to his stomach, skin and bone included!

After eating his fill, Xu Yi did not immediately get on the move. He sat cross-legged by the stream, circulating his energy and recovering his strength.

At this moment, there was a storm raging in his chest, but he looked completely calm on the outside. He was just waiting for the right moment to turn the world upside down.

The sun was setting in the west as the mountain wind blew down through the village. From the valley to the west came the tinkling sound of metal. Xu Yi did not open his eyes, but he could hear that it was the metallic sound of metal buckles on boots colliding with the saddle of a horse.

Indeed, after a short while, the neighing of horses and the shouts of their riders reached his ears. From the noise they made, there were no less than ten riders.

Suddenly, Xu Yi shot to his feet. With only a few steps, he had quickly leapt towards the mountain pass in the west.

The mountain wind was blowing, displaying the flags on the horses. Young Master Zhou’s hunting troupe had once more returned from Huiyin Mountain with a bountiful catch. Each and every horse was carrying the heavy load of a wild beast.