The Great King Yellow Wind returned to his lair to rest, using the brass mirror to observe the actions of the two demons. They continuously pumped thick smoke into the cave.
But it was futile.
The Rat Hole, with its numerous passages, had been reinforced over many years. It featured a robust smoke and water drainage system.
The smoke lingered only in the outermost areas.
The Great King Yellow Wind ate some rations and dried meat as he pondered.
"The Grey Wolf Spirit is cunning and deceitful, and the Red Python is no saint either. These two demons only appear united. Given time, they'll certainly separate."
He devised a plan and stealthily left the lair.
The sun was at its zenith, the day unbearably hot.
The two demons grew weary.
The Grey Wolf Spirit sat in the shade, its eyes darting as it spoke.
"Third Brother, this rat is cunning. I fear forcing it out will be impossible."
The death of the Wild Boar Demon had shaken its confidence. Knowing its own strength paled in comparison and having no personal vendetta against the rat, it started contemplating retreat.
The Red Python's eyes glimmered coldly.
"That cave is full of traps. Second Brother, with your cleverness, do you have a plan?"
The Red Python, narrow-minded and vengeful, had spent the last ten years training after its brother's death. Upon achieving a transformative molt, its power had grown substantially.
Fueled by its newfound strength, it rallied nearby demons to seek revenge, only to lose yet another ally.
Its hatred now ran deeper.
However, it remained rational and avoided charging blindly into the Rat Hole, which had left it scarred and cautious. One old wound on its body still throbbed faintly.
The Grey Wolf Spirit suggested, "How about I go back to the mountain and summon some lesser demons to assist us?"
The Red Python's eyes flickered. "Good idea. If we send lesser demons to scout, it might work. Second Brother, go quickly!"
The Grey Wolf Spirit immediately stood up.
"Alright. Third Brother, wait for me here!"
It crouched, reverting to its original form—a wolf the size of a young ox with a tuft of white fur on its brow.
Leaping down the mountain, its strong limbs propelled it with incredible agility, covering more than ten meters with each bound.
It fled at an astonishing speed.
The Red Python watched it leave, flicking its crimson tongue. Slithering aside, it used its tail to unearth the Wild Boar Demon's burial spot.
Opening its massive mouth, it swallowed the Wild Boar Demon's corpse whole. Its belly swelled as waves of crimson light rippled across its scales.
The python was digesting the corpse, absorbing its demonic energy.
Further down the mountain, the Great King Yellow Wind lay in wait.
Suddenly, startled birds took flight, and the forest shook. The scent of a wolf reached his nose.
"So, it's coming!"
The Great King Yellow Wind was overjoyed. He leaped onto a pile of rocks, spotting the Grey Wolf Spirit. Without hesitation, he readied his bow.
Drawing the bow!
Holding his breath!
With his enhanced strength, he pulled the bowstring nearly to its limit. Infused with demonic energy, the tension grew even tighter.
Closer.
Closer.
Within a hundred steps!
The Grey Wolf Spirit suddenly became alert, slowing its pace and scanning its surroundings.
Now!
The Great King Yellow Wind released the string.
Swoosh!
The bone arrow shot out like a bolt of white lightning, roaring like a tiger and crackling like thunder. It struck the Grey Wolf Spirit.
Boom!
The explosion echoed as though a cannonball had landed.
The Grey Wolf Spirit fell to the ground.
Its body was blown apart, blood splattering across a large area of the forest. Nearby trees were severed mid-trunk.
Another one-shot kill!
The Great King Yellow Wind approached cautiously, blade in hand. The ground bore a crater, with grass and trees shattered and stones scattered, all stained with blood.
The scene was gruesome—the Grey Wolf Spirit was blown to pieces, leaving no intact corpse.
But there was no notification?
Was it still alive?
Sensing something amiss, the Great King Yellow Wind carefully examined the debris. Among the rubble, he uncovered a wolf's head with lingering spiritual energy.
"Kill!"
With a swift slash, he cleaved the head open.
Inside was a pigeon-egg-sized pure white stone, protecting the Grey Wolf Spirit's demonic soul.
A faint lunar glow illuminated the surroundings.
"A Moonstone?!"
Recognizing it from ancient texts, the Great King Yellow Wind couldn't contain his excitement.
The Moonstone was a rare treasure, said to originate from the moon itself. It contained pure lunar essence and was highly valuable.
"No wonder the Grey Wolf Spirit had that tuft of white fur—it must have been evolving toward a Moon Wolf."
"Mercy, Great King..."
The demonic soul pleaded fearfully.
The Great King Yellow Wind ignored it, slashing it apart and sending it off to reincarnation.
He picked up the Moonstone, feeling his demonic energy surge joyfully. Without hesitation, he swallowed it.
A cool sensation spread throughout his body.
The Moonstone not only enhanced his demonic energy but also purified his Moon-Swallowing Rat bloodline, making it a priceless treasure.
[You have slain the Grey Wolf Spirit. You have randomly plundered its term: Moon Absorption (Blue). Do you wish to fuse it?]
[Moon Absorption (Blue): Increases efficiency of absorbing lunar essence by 20%. En hances perception of moon-related phenomena by 10%.]
"Moon Absorption? A blue term? Not bad. It improves cultivation efficiency and specific sensory abilities."
"The Grey Wolf Spirit must have used it to locate the Moonstone."
The Great King Yellow Wind declared, "Fuse!"
[You have fused the term: Moon Absorption (Blue).]
A refreshing sensation merged into his body.
While his physical form remained unchanged, his connection to the moon subtly strengthened.
From now on, during lunar essence absorption, he could draw more lunar energy to temper his body and increase his chances of finding moon-related treasures.
Suddenly, a sense of danger prickled at him. Without thinking, he kicked off to the side, retreating swiftly.
Rats were naturally attuned to danger.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a crimson fireball land where he had been standing.
The flames crackled, consuming the shattered wolf's head and reducing it to white bone.
The Great King Yellow Wind's expression darkened. The fire wasn't just fire—it was venomous, capable of dissolving flesh effortlessly.
Looking up, he spotted the Red Python within a swirl of black demonic mist. Its massive form loomed faintly visible.
"That was quick!"
The Great King Yellow Wind was startled.
The mist descended, and the Red Python's body unfurled and expanded to over thirty feet long, as thick as a water tank. Its crimson scales glistened ominously.
A crimson horn adorned its head as it spoke in a venomous tone.
"Filthy rat, I knew you'd be lurking. I let it out on purpose. Now, let's see where you can run!"
The Great King Yellow Wind narrowed his eyes.
"Wasn't it your sworn brother? You used it as bait?"
The Red Python sneered coldly.
"Sworn brother? Those things? They're nothing but blood food, my emergency rations!"
"Die!"
The python lunged forward at an alarming speed. Grass and trees parted as it moved, creating a wide path.
Wherever it passed, plants withered and turned yellow.
Its mouth opened wide, exuding a nauseating stench. Prolonged exposure clouded the mind.
The Red Python wasn't venomous in its snake form, but after transforming into a Chi Python, it had gained potent venom and become a fire-elemental demon.
The Great King Yellow Wind leaped to avoid its bite, slashing down with his gleaming blade.
Clang!
The blade sparked against its crimson scales.
The Great King Yellow Wind staggered backward from the impact.
"So tough!"
He was secretly alarmed. Dragon-kind were truly monstrous. Even with his [Thick Hide], he was no match for the Chi Python.
Dragons, as the apex of scaled creatures, possessed bloodlines that naturally gave them an advantage over other demons.
Of course, there were exceptions, such as the Lingming Stone Monkey, Nine-Headed Insect, and Golden-Winged Roc, whose unique lineages could rival dragons.
Boom!
The Chi Python's massive head smashed through a tree, sending it crashing to the ground. Its thick tail lashed out like a whip, cutting a swath through the forest, snapping sturdy trees like twigs.
"Puny little rat! Your kind has been our food for generations, and you dare raise a blade against me? Tired of living, are you?"
Its rage was palpable, its eyes glowing with ferocious light.
With a sharp turn of its head, it spat out a stream of crimson venomous flames, crackling as they surged toward the Great King Yellow Wind.
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