I Break through Crazily

"Hm?"

Tang Yi frowned from a distance. He had originally planned to let Little Tiger get some practice, but he hadn’t expected Feng Hua to take to the skies. Although Little Tiger’s strength was comparable to a Battle King’s, it couldn’t fly. It was helpless against the airborne Feng Hua.

Shaking his head, Tang Yi decided he had to take matters into his own hands.

With a flick of his arm, he unleashed a Wind Blade Five-Link Attack.

The five Wind Blades formed a straight line, shooting toward Feng Hua with incredible speed. Although Feng Hua could fly, he didn’t possess the speed of a Golden-blooded Extreme Shadow Bird. In no time, the Wind Blades caught up to Feng Hua, arriving right behind him.

Feng Hua could already hear the sound of the Wind Blades tearing through the air behind him. Sensing something closing in, he frantically twisted his body, trying to dodge the unknown object’s assault. But as he moved, Tang Yi, on the ground, simply flicked his wrist.

Just then, the Wind Blades changed direction and shot after him again!

This was a new technique Tang Yi had developed: combining control with the Wind Blade Five-Link Attack!

Curved Five-Link Attack!

"Ah!"

"Impossible!"

Feng Hua never imagined that after he dodged, the unknown objects would actually change course and pursue him. He was instantly horrified, his movements thrown into chaos.

Just then...

"SWISH! SWISH! SWISH!"

The five Wind Blades struck Feng Hua in succession. One blade sliced directly through his neck, causing him to let out a bloodcurdling scream. His body, like a kite with a severed string, plummeted from the sky.

A rain of blood fell from the sky, showering down along with Feng Hua’s corpse.

Little Tiger gave a happy cry and dashed toward the spot where Feng Hua had fallen.

A moment later, Little Tiger returned to Tang Yi’s side. Dangling from its mouth was a bloody human head.

It was Feng Hua’s.

A Level 5 Battle King, dead just like that.

From beginning to end, he hadn’t even touched a hair on Tang Yi’s head. He was utterly dominated, dying a miserable death under Tang Yi’s Wind Blades without ever getting a chance to display his true power.

Little Tiger hadn’t forgotten Tang Yi’s instructions; it had brought back Feng Hua’s head.

Although Tang Yi had been the one to act, with Little Tiger merely cleaning up, the little beast reasoned that Tang Yi had only told it to bring back Feng Hua’s head, not necessarily to defeat him. As such, the mission was a success.

"Meeow~"

Little Tiger dropped Feng Hua’s head in front of Tang Yi, let out a cry, and then squatted down obediently, as if waiting for a reward for its deeds.

"Haha, not bad."

Tang Yi chuckled. ’After all, Little Tiger can’t fly, so it’s not like the mission was a failure,’ he thought. He patted Little Tiger’s adorable head, took a Full-Attribute Pill from his system inventory, and tossed it over.

Little Tiger opened its little mouth and expertly caught the pill. CRUNCH! It bit down, swallowed, and then put on a look of pure bliss.

This was another strange phenomenon Tang Yi had discovered: Little Tiger absolutely loved to eat Attribute Pills!

When he had first rescued Little Tiger from the Golden-blooded Extreme Shadow Bird, the cub had been injured. Unsure how to treat it, Tang Yi had taken out a Small Golden Wound Medicine and fed it to Little Tiger.

Small Golden Wound Medicine: Restores thirty percent of the Player’s Blood Volume within 5 seconds of use.

To his surprise, after Little Tiger ate the Small Golden Healing Medicine, its injuries healed instantly!

This let Tang Yi know that the pills from his system inventory could be fed to Demon Beasts.

After that, Tang Yi had tried feeding it some Attribute Pills, and Little Tiger had immediately gotten addicted, always craving another one.

Its eagerness to serve Tang Yi wasn’t just out of fear; Little Tiger also wanted to put on a good show so that Tang Yi might reward it with more Attribute Pills!

...

After using his Purple Fire to incinerate Feng Hua’s head, Tang Yi went over to the headless corpse. With another flicker of flame, he burned the body to ashes as well. Once he was finished, he dusted off his hands, ready to leave.

Just then, an old man approached Tang Yi.

In truth, Tang Yi had noticed this old man and the Beast Vehicle—pulled by a Three-headed Unicorn Thousand Extremes Horse—long ago. However, they didn’t seem to be with the Wolf Heaven Mercenary Corps, so Tang Yi had left them alone.

Tang Yi hadn’t gone looking for trouble with them, so he was surprised when the old man approached him. He wondered what business he could have.

Uncle Shi came before Tang Yi, his face full of respect. "Young Master," he said, "my master would like to invite you to the Beast Vehicle for a talk. I wonder if you would do us the honor?"

The strong are always to be respected, and Tang Yi was, of course, no exception.

In Uncle Shi’s eyes, anyone who could single-handedly slay so many Battle Spirits and even a Battle King was the very definition of power, regardless of the methods used. To him, Tang Yi was a peerless expert.

"Your master?" Tang Yi glanced toward the Beast Vehicle, then nodded. "Very well."

"Truly? Then, this way, Young Master, please." From Uncle Shi’s perspective, powerful experts were often temperamental and difficult to persuade. He never expected this young prodigy to agree without the slightest hesitation, which delighted him.

His gaze toward Tang Yi now held not only awe but also a trace of fondness.

’Who wouldn’t admire such a powerful yet humble young expert!’ he thought.

Uncle Shi politely led Tang Yi to the Beast Vehicle and gestured for him to enter the carriage.

Tang Yi wasn’t one for false modesty. After telling Little Tiger to wait outside, he boarded the Beast Vehicle’s carriage directly. He wasn’t afraid they would try to harm him; he could see no malicious intent in the old man’s eyes. It seemed they genuinely wished to befriend him.

Hesitating would only make things awkward, so it was better to be direct.

Upon entering the carriage, Tang Yi discovered a middle-aged man with a square face sitting inside. The man carried a noble air and the demeanor of someone in a high position. When he saw Tang Yi enter, a kind smile spread across his face, which further improved Tang Yi’s impression and convinced him that they truly meant no harm.

’Perhaps this man wants to befriend me because of the immense power I just displayed outside?’

Besides the middle-aged man, there was also a young lady with delicate, slender fingers inside the carriage.

The young lady was exceptionally beautiful. Dressed as a maiden from a prestigious family, she was a stunning sight. While perhaps not quite on the level of Tang Lian or Shangguan Siyu, she wasn’t far off—a truly breathtaking beauty.

As Tang Yi entered the carriage, the girl stared at him, her large, sparkling eyes filled with curiosity.

"Yes, excellent, truly excellent. A fine and talented young man indeed." As soon as Tang Yi entered, Wang Zongyao began to shower him with praise. Then, as if suddenly remembering his manners, he quickly said, "Little brother, please, take a seat. Sit here, next to Bi’Er."