Volume One, Chapter Six: The Hunt

Under the hazy moonlight, Jiang Huan’s figure appeared at the city gate.

At the gate, two men dressed in the city patrol uniform stopped him.

“Hey, what are you doing heading out of the city at this hour?”

Jiang Huan smiled and replied, “Going out to hunt some beast spirits to supplement my family’s income.”

In this era, materials from beast spirits had various uses and were invariably valuable.

Many spirit masters with some skill but currently lacking assignments would take up hunting as a way to pass the time.

It was a perfect excuse.

One of the guards, who looked rather stern and clearly the team leader, scrutinized Jiang Huan from head to toe. “Are you at least First Rank?”

After the beast spirit outbreak, every sanctuary city in the Great Xia followed the same rule:

Spirit masters below First Rank were generally prohibited from leaving the city.

Beast spirits were elusive in the dense fog outside, and the area was unregulated.

But compared to beast spirits, some ill-intentioned spirit masters were even more dangerous.

This rule was essentially designed to protect lower-ranked spirit masters.

In the past, Jiang Huan was weak and had never left the city in eighteen years.

But tonight, he realized that to grow stronger quickly, he had to venture beyond the city walls.

Jiang Huan shook his head. “Zero Rank, seven stars.”

The guard frowned. “With that little strength, you want to go out? Are you trying to get yourself killed?”

Jiang Huan shrugged. “My family really needs the money. I have no choice.”

The guard nodded and then said to his subordinate, “Give him a copy of the exit application.”

Soon, Jiang Huan received the application form and glanced over it. It was straightforward:

The applicant acknowledged the sanctuary city’s rules and voluntarily chose to leave. The patrol division bore no responsibility for any incidents outside.

Jiang Huan quickly filled in his information and handed it back.

The guard glanced at him again. “You’re a student at Third Middle School?”

Jiang Huan nodded.

“Do you know Teacher Murong Xue?”

At this, Jiang Huan couldn’t help but look more closely at the guard’s badge, which read Zhang Jiu Wan.

“That’s my homeroom teacher.”

Zhang Jiu Wan nodded and greeted the people inside the guard post. “Let him pass.”

“Thanks, Captain Zhang.”

Zhang Jiu Wan smirked, pulled out a cigarette, lit it, and exhaled smoke. “Be careful.”

Outside, the thick fog grew heavier, and the night darkened further.

Jiang Huan’s shadow gradually vanished into the mist.

A young patrolman beside Zhang Jiu Wan asked, “Captain, do you think this kid will come back? It’s the first time I’ve seen someone go out alone without even being First Rank.”

Zhang Jiu Wan shrugged. “Let’s hope he doesn’t die, or his homeroom teacher will kill me…”

The young man joked, “If that’s the case, why did you let him go?”

Zhang Jiu Wan exhaled smoke helplessly. “Respecting someone’s fate, setting aside the urge to help. If he goes out, it’s his choice. If I get into trouble, it’s just bad luck.”

Amid the thick fog, Jiang Huan walked cautiously along a cracked cement road.

On both sides lay collapsed reinforced concrete and abandoned shops long forgotten.

Behind him, Caiyun City resembled a massive beast crouching, watching him disappear into the mist.

Occasionally, unknown creatures darted out, putting Jiang Huan on alert.

Carrying a long blade on his back, he moved quickly and carefully through the ruins.

His agile figure and star-bright eyes were sharp and piercing in the darkness.

Soon, he reached a deeper part of the outer ruins.

In the distance, a jade-green beast spirit, shaped like a bridge with its head and tail moving slowly, strolled leisurely.

“That’s a Second Rank Bridge Serpent—can’t take it. Retreat!”

Jiang Huan turned and melted back into the night.

He was no reckless fool to charge in without confidence.

Although his system had awakened, becoming stronger still required time.

Not long after, Jiang Huan approached a collapsed gas station.

The rustling sounds were distinct in the silent night.

He slipped behind a pillar with exposed rebar, peering toward the noise.

Inside the abandoned station’s rest room were two yellow dogs resembling lions, passionately mating.

“First Rank Heavenly Dogs, you’re in trouble if you meet me.”

Heavenly Dogs were among the stronger First Rank beast spirits, fiercely territorial.

Where they dwelled, other beasts rarely lurked.

For Jiang Huan, this meant no surprises from other threats nearby.

Stealthily, he crept to the door and picked up a stone, hurling it forcefully a short distance away.

The soft clack wasn’t loud, but inside, the two Heavenly Dogs abruptly quieted.

After a moment, a domineering head with deep green eyes peeked out, cautiously scanning the surroundings.

Jiang Huan held his breath, gripping his long blade tightly.

The Heavenly Dog didn’t notice any disturbance behind the door and took a few steps forward, trying to locate the sound’s source.

Still, it found nothing.

Just as it was about to return and resume its interrupted business, a sharp sense of danger surged through it.

It spun around sharply and saw a slender figure standing right behind it.

It tried to roar and lunged.

But unexpectedly, no sound came out.

Its head twisted in midair, and it saw its own body collapse weakly to the ground with a muffled thud.

[Spirit Weapon "Thousand Blades" has slain a First Rank Heavenly Dog. Experience +75.]

[Co-progress Triggered! Host gains 75 Experience.]

Looking at the separated corpse, a faint smile curved Jiang Huan’s lips.

He glanced back at the rest room behind him and hid again by the door.

The scent of blood filled the air; Jiang Huan was certain the mate inside would soon emerge.

Moments passed, and Jiang Huan’s brow furrowed involuntarily.

What’s going on? Why isn’t it coming out?

A strong unease wrapped around him.

His nerves were taut, sharpening all his senses.

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