Eternal Life: I Rely on Fortune Points for Improvement-Chapter 245 - 162: Heading South, Divine Sect’s Protection (Part 3)
The bright moon now hung high in the sky.
All around, the sounds of insects and birds filled the night.
The regular members of the caravan were patrolling and guarding the perimeter.
The temporary escorts like Jiang Feng, on the other hand, were sleeping soundly.
Jiang Feng leaned against a tree.
It was deep into the night by now. He checked his information panel.
Name: Jiang Feng
Fortune: 210367
Cultivation Technique: Tai Chi Longevity Skill (Great Success)
Skills: Loulan Slash (Perfection+) Wind Palm (Minor Achievement+) Three-legged Body Technique (Mastery+)
Realm: Innate (True Essence Realm)
Divine Power: Immortality
All along this journey,
his Fortune Points had only increased by a little over three hundred.
"Am I even supposed to leave Dragon Capital at all?"
Jiang Feng couldn’t help but start doubting.
"If the Second Prince knew my identity, I’d definitely be in danger in Dragon Capital. Once I left, how could my Fortune Points not increase? Could it be that after all these days, Old Demon Child and Uncle Fu still haven’t told the Second Prince about me?"
Jiang Feng thought to himself,
"Ah, forget it. If they haven’t told him, even better—at least I can search for shelter more peacefully. Once I join the Divine Sect, whether the Second Prince, Xiao Zhan and the rest know about me or not, I won’t have to worry."
Jiang Feng told himself not to overthink, to avoid unnecessary anxiety.
It was late at night.
Jiang Feng glanced around, leaned against the tree, circulating the Tai Chi Longevity Skill to quietly mend his internal injuries.
An hour later,
a gust of wind blew by.
The sounds of insects and birds in the area suddenly diminished a lot.
The two Tiger Demons, dozing off on either side of the caravan, both perked up their ears, but still lay on the ground, not getting up, as if they hadn’t noticed anything unusual.
But Jiang Feng, leaning against the tree, opened his eyes ever so slightly.
The perception power of a True Essence Realm practitioner was obviously stronger than the Tiger Demons’ alertness.
Jiang Feng sensed that deep in the forest, some fierce beast seemed to be waking up, heading toward the caravan. He didn’t know if it was here to hunt.
He hesitated whether to notify the caravan leader to prepare, but wouldn’t that expose his own strength?
After a moment’s thought,
Jiang Feng picked up a pebble.
"Whoosh!"
He flicked it from his fingertip.
It smacked one of the Tiger Demons in the face—the one facing the woods, still oblivious to the danger.
"Roar!"
The Tiger Demon awoke with a start, jumped up warily, and let out a roar.
"What is it now?"
"Why the hell are you yelling in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?"
"Can’t someone do something about this damn beast? It snores loud enough as it is, but now it’s howling when it wakes up. What does it want?"
Some merchants being escorted couldn’t help but complain.
"Little Tiger, go have a look."
But the caravan leader, Duan Baiwang, sensed something was wrong from his experience in the martial world. He knew his Tiger Demons wouldn’t roar for no reason. If it woke up and started roaring at this hour, something was definitely off.
So he told his cousin to take one of the Tiger Demons and check the woods.
After the Tiger Demon was startled,
it first looked in the direction the pebble had come from, then fixed its yellow gaze steadily on the forest. The Third-Grade Refining Divinity "Little Tiger" led it toward the trees.
The Tiger Demon was sniffing furiously all the way.
A hundred meters in, it seemed to catch a terrifying scent. Its fur stood on end and even bristled, like a cat in heat fighting for mating rights, baring claws and fangs, its body taut.
"Gugu!"
Little Tiger instantly understood.
He blew the whistle tied around his neck.
"Guards!"
Duan Baiwang received the signal and quickly called out.
"Clatter, clatter!"
The regular caravan members instantly became alert—some drew their blades and mounted up, others stood ready, everyone on high alert.
"Enemy attack, prepare yourselves!"
They woke the temporary escorts as well.
Jiang Feng sprang up too.
He went to stand behind them, gripping a broadsword and staring into the forest.
With his perception power cast out,
Jiang Feng felt a powerful presence approaching the caravan. As the figure drew near, his vision pierced the darkness, and finally, he saw—a huge shadow, a flower-patterned leopard the size of a water buffalo.
"Water Leopard King!"
Jiang Feng was shocked.
Ever since he’d plotted in prison to kill a Half-Tiger Demon, Jiang Feng had browsed through several books on jungle beasts.
Among them was a detailed description of the Water Leopard King.
The book recorded the Water Leopard King’s distinctive traits, relevant details, and even abstract sketches.
This was also a Half-Demon, with some Demon Race blood, haunting the forest and preying on tigers and leopards—massive appetite, fur with terrifying defense, regular arrows hardly able to pierce it.
It was also twice as fast as normal tigers or leopards. A swipe of its paw equaled the full-power slap of an Upper Third-Grade Martial Artist.
Even two or three Upper Third-Grade Martial Artists together were no match.
Not to mention, judging by this Water Leopard King’s size and markings, it was obviously a fully grown adult king leopard—likely only an Innate Powerhouse’s primordial power could handle it.
"Big Brother, it’s the Water Leopard King! It’s coming for our two Black Tigers."
The caravan’s second-in-command looked grim.
"How the hell do we run into a beast like this near the main road?"
Duan Baiwang’s face was terribly gloomy.
Those two Black Tigers, while not real Tiger Demons or comparable to the Half-Tiger Demons raised by Ning Hongzhuo, were still his painstaking effort. They played an important role in warning and intimidation. Earlier, just a bag of silver taels and the Black Tigers had been enough to drive off those bandits.
The Black Tigers were crucial to that.
If the Water Leopard King ate them, the loss to the caravan would be huge.
"Big Brother, let’s fight it! If we can hunt it down, we’ll make a fortune this trip."
One of the underlings said.
"Shut up!"
Duan Baiwang snapped, his expression changing.
"Roar!"
The Water Leopard King seemed to hear that underling’s voice,
as if it could understand human speech.
From far off, it opened its bloody maw and let out a thunderous roar.
"Pfft!"
The roar carried a destructive force that could break metal and stone, blasting straight at the underling. Just from that sound wave, the man’s meridians shattered, blood streamed from all seven orifices, and he collapsed, dead on the spot.
"Ah!"
Others in the caravan, though not the main target,
were still caught in the wide-reaching sonic shock.
There was a huge area of effect.
Many felt sharp pain in their eardrums, their brains about to explode.
Even Jiang Feng frowned slightly.
Clearly, this Water Leopard King was beyond what a typical Innate Powerhouse could handle. If Duan Baiwang didn’t send the two Black Tigers over immediately, everyone here would be doomed.
And the escorts weren’t getting much silver taels for the job to begin with.
Now, faced with this kind of danger,
there was no reason for Jiang Feng to risk his life fighting the Water Leopard King for this lot, so he quietly edged backward, planning to slip away.
"Beast!"
But just then,
a furious shout came from far behind.
Jiang Feng turned to look.
A figure, feet shining with golden light, sped toward them.
He couldn’t help but freeze, inwardly exclaiming, "Three-legged Body Technique?"
