Peerless Dual Cultivation: From Fool to Immortal-Chapter 111 – Seven wolves

He was fast, but Huang Ye was even faster, immediately catching up.

With a flick of his five fingers, five streams of Qi quickly struck Old Hu's knees and calves.

"Ah!" Old Hu let out a miserable scream and fell from the air.

Old Hu looked at Huang Ye in horror, "You, you, what kind of technique are you using?"

"That's not a technique, it's a spell." As he finished speaking, a small flame appeared at his fingertip.

"Ah! You're a cultivator!"

"That's right, I am a cultivator."

"I wondered why you agreed to help me steal the techniques. It's all my fault for being greedy."

"I don't understand. Even if I implicated your elder brother, I don't deserve to die, do I?"

"Before you die, let me tell you, avenging your brother was indeed an undeserved disaster for you."

"There's another reason. Ever since you started working for the Third Madam, your heart has turned black. You came with me intending to kill me."

"I can't keep such a big threat by my side. Even if you don't make a move, your strength is a threat. There's someone in that small courtyard I need to protect."

"Today, the Third Madam didn't have you act, but who knows if one day she'll whisper some guiding words to you, and you won't be able to resist her orders?"

"I promised the City Lord not to go against the Wu family, but I must cut off the Wu family's hands outside."

"I understand now. Alas, it's all my fault. In a moment of lust, I lost my principles."

"How pitiful, how lamentable!"

"I'm sorry, instructor." The flame "whoosh!" rushed to his face.

Old Hu's painful screams echoed in all directions, and his hands clawed at his body. As his clothes tore, a small bundle was thrown out.

Huang Ye's heart skipped a beat. Damn, he forgot something.

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He reached out and grabbed the bundle, quickly searching Old Hu's body but found nothing else, so he stepped back.

The fire spread quickly, just as Su Wan had said, the fire element's power was strong, as if someone had poured gasoline on it. In less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Old Hu had turned to ashes.

Opening Old Hu's bundle, inside was the copied technique, an oil-paper wrapped package, and a pouch.

Seeing the character "Fang" embroidered on the corner of the pouch, Huang Ye felt it was not worth it for Old Hu. He could have achieved fame and success, but he lost his life because he couldn't control himself.

Thinking of many high-ranking officials from his previous life who fell under the charm of women, Huang Ye understood.

The pouch contained some banknotes and scattered silver taels. Old Hu was quite wealthy, with banknotes worth over ten thousand taels, making it a small fortune for himself.

Opening the oil-paper package, there was a simple small wooden box inside.

Huang Ye didn't open the box directly but placed it on a tree branch, took out a Little Huang's Flying Fork, and used it to lift the lid from the side. The wooden box had no traps.

Inside was a piece of parchment and several items as thin as cicada wings, resembling modern face masks, with holes for the eyes, nose, and mouth.

Haha, Old Hu must have used these for disguise.

He took out a face mask and carefully examined it.

Wow, the craftsmanship was indeed extraordinary, somewhat like modern silicone, but much more durable.

The masks varied in thickness, with a faint flesh color, and the edges were as thin as cicada wings.

He placed it on his face, and a gentle breeze made it slap against his face.

This thing probably wasn't used like this. Let's check the instructions.

He picked up the parchment, and the System immediately recorded it.

The paper detailed two methods: one was to soak it in water for temporary use, lasting a day without falling off.

The other was to use special glue for long-term wear.

This thing was like contact lenses, with daily and extended wear types.

Finally, when he saw the production method, it mentioned that it was made from the skin of a creature called the Flowing Cloud Shark, which was not uncommon.

Because its skin was extremely flexible and highly protective, it was excellent material for making inner armor. After being hunted extensively by humans, its numbers significantly decreased.

And making masks required the skin of juvenile Flowing Cloud Sharks, which rarely ventured out and were even harder to catch.

The production process was more complicated, and seeing this, Huang Ye put these things away.

He had no interest in how they were made. If he ever caught a Flowing Cloud Shark, he would look into it then.

He counted them, a total of six masks, which was enough.

He already knew makeup techniques, and with these as an aid, it would be more convenient, and having more wouldn't be useful.

With a wave of his hand, earth elements were released, and in a moment, a grave mound appeared.

"Old Hu, I'll give you a resting place, it's the least I can do for you."

He leaped onto a large tree, the distance was pitch black, with no light in sight.

"System, is there any way to find the way back?"

[Master, I'm powerless. I do have a Beidou positioning function, but without satellites, I've already put the software in the recycle bin.]

"Didn't you remember the way we came?"

"You didn't tell me to remember, and in the pitch dark, your visual range is only about twenty zhang, without obvious landmarks, remembering wouldn't be much use."

"Do I have to tell you that? From now on, remember every place we go."

"Yes, Master."

He randomly picked a direction to try, flying over twenty li, but ahead was still an open expanse.

Damn, he was definitely lost. They had only come about twenty li, and now he hadn't seen the city walls, so he must have gone the wrong way.

Looking at the sky, there was still some time before dawn, so he decided to wait until daylight and cultivate for a while.

He found an open space, sat cross-legged, and began to condense elements.

Half an hour later, a soft sound reached Huang Ye's ears.

Huang Ye maintained his posture, his eyes already looking in the direction of the sound, a pair of green glowing eyes staring at him.

Wolves? He remembered wolves' eyes looked like that.

"System, are they wolves?"

[The distance is too far, I can only see the eyes, but they should be canines. Let me calculate their size.]

[More have appeared, Master, these are different from modern wolves. They're twice as tall as modern wolves, and judging by the distance between their pupils, their heads are three times larger.]

Damn, they might be demonic beasts. How unlucky, the first time out of the city, and he encountered demonic beasts.

[Master, there are a total of seven wolves!]

Uh! What an auspicious number.

Huang Ye's mind raced, should he run? Or fight?

Run, could he outrun them? Fight, could he defeat them?

Based on his last encounter with the Bloodthirsty Demon, these wolves were not inferior in size to that monster, and their combat power wouldn't be much less. Their running ability would certainly surpass the two-legged Bloodthirsty Demon.

If he ran, they were a combat squad, and they would attack from behind, preventing him from using his full strength.

If he fought, being surrounded by seven wolves, he would definitely not fare well.

Even if it wouldn't end well, he had to fight. Since he couldn't escape, he might as well take a chance. First, he would pick the weakest one to reduce the pressure of being surrounded by one-seventh.

He hoped his Spiritual Energy, when used with the Six Meridian Divine Sword, could harm the seven wolves.

Unfortunately, the Gold Spiritual Energy hadn't been fully condensed, or its power would be greater.

With that thought, he already had two Little Huang's Flying Forks in his hands.