Chapter 28: This Idiot!

Chapter 28: This Idiot!

"We've arrived. This is the place!"

Wang Tong lowered his voice, crouched down, and led everyone into a thicket of bushes.

"Bring it out." Wang Tong turned to glance at a slightly slender figure beside him, speaking in a deep voice.

"Mhmm." The slender man rummaged in his pocket for a moment, producing a yellowish-black, slightly sticky lump. Yet, it carried a subtle sweet aroma.

The diminutive man slithered through the thicket, making his way around a large boulder. With a determined effort, he hurled the sticky lump into the distance from behind the rock.

Following that, there came a series of thunderous footsteps, almost resembling an earthquake. It was evident that the Cloud-Striped Tiger, which guarded the celestial fruit, was on the move.

"That's a bait made by mixing the blood of over a hundred different beasts with honey. Heh, no matter how formidable the Cloud-Striped Tiger is, it's ultimately just a beast. Once it senses the scent of blood, it immediately loses control of itself."

Wang Tong chuckled. "In the carefully prepared bait, we've also added a sufficient amount of anesthetic potent enough to bring down several hundred oxen. Even the Cloud-Striped Tiger will be paralyzed temporarily, and its reactions will become significantly sluggish. That's when we seize the opportunity to strike; both the demonic beast and the celestial fruit will be within our grasp."

It was only then that Ling Feng grasped the situation. With the potent effects of the anesthetic, the formidable strength of the Cloud-Striped Tiger would be significantly weakened, providing them with the courage to exploit its vulnerability and make their move.

As for why they didn't use poison, it's likely because most demonic beasts possessed a keen sense of smell. If they detected the scent of poison, they probably wouldn't fall for the trap.

Before long, a resounding thud echoed, signifying the fall of the demonic beast to the ground.

"Haha, we did it!" Wang Tong laughed heartily, being the first to leap out from the thicket. New novel chapters are published on

"Everyone, let's act! While this beast is still paralyzed, we must finish it off!"

With the words hanging in the air, the disciples of the Tianyun Sword Sect sprung into action, each one jumping out. Even the slender man, who had been lethargically rolling behind the massive rock, joined the fray.

Having undergone countless cooperative endeavors, these individuals seamlessly united in a team of five, forming an intricate sword array that surrounded the Cloud-Striped Tiger. Without hesitation, they intended to exploit the remaining effects of the anesthetic and ruthlessly slay the demonic beast.

Ling Feng touched his nose and scanned the area. Sure enough, about several dozen meters behind the Cloud-Striped Tiger, he noticed an unusual plant. Standing at a little over three inches tall, the plant was entirely green, with three leaves that closed in like baby-sized palm leaves. Inside, a cluster of bright red fruits, resembling drops of blood, were condensed together, each about the size of a thumb.

The fruits were vivid and alluring. A mere glance was sufficient to arouse one's appetite.

Wang Tong and the others were full of killing intent, fiercely wielding their long swords, striking at the Cloud-Striped Tiger.

Despite the effects of the anesthetic, the Cloud-Striped Tiger, being the king of beasts, remained formidable. With a sweep of its colossal tail, it stood resolute and unbeaten.

Wang Tong and the rest watched in astonishment, their eyes widening with an excitement that sparkled within them.

Bang!

The sword qi crashed into the forehead of the Cloud-Striped Tiger, generating a resounding explosion. The fragmented starry sword energy pierced through the tiger's robust skull, causing a gush of blood to spurt from the back of its head, spraying into the sky and reaching a height of several yards!

The fierce tiger stood upright, its large pupils fixed on the human who had slain it. The pupils gradually dilated, and then, with a heavy tilt of its head, the mighty creature collapsed.

Boom!

A resounding roar echoed, shaking the ground as dust billowed into the air. The Cloud-Striped Tiger exhaled its final breath, convulsing on the ground for a brief moment before weakening, ultimately lying motionless.

The king of beasts was now completely dead!

"What... what an incredibly strong sword technique!" Wang Tong inhaled deeply, audibly swallowing. His gaze shifted to Ling Feng, and he licked his lips, his unabashed greed evident in his eyes.

The other companions were also dumbfounded by the formidable display of Ling Feng's sword.

As the saying went, "Head of copper, bones of steel, waist of tofu." The Cloud-Striped Tiger's toughest part was its skull, and Ling Feng's sword was able to pierce through it. This demonstrated the remarkable penetrating power of his swordsmanship.

"Phew..." Ling Feng breathed heavily, his complexion a bit pale. Leaning against a large tree behind him, he took a few deep breaths before smiling at Wang Tong and the others. "How's that? Can we distribute the spoils now?"

"No, no, no." Wang Tong extended his right index finger, gently waving it. "There's still one more prey. We need to take care of that too."

"Prey? Where could there be more prey?" Ling Feng pretended surprise, shaking his head while scanning the surroundings. "There's none. No other demonic beasts in sight!"

"Hahaha, this idiot!" One of the martial artists finally removed the mask from his face. "Even facing death, he's still completely oblivious!"

"Didn't we say these sect disciples are all fools? Just tell them a few words, and they believe everything." Zhu Xia swayed her willowy waist as she approached, giggling. "Young man, it's a pity. You're quite handsome, but why so naive?"

"Alright, enough teasing." Wang Tong, carrying the long sword, walked slowly towards Ling Feng. "Be sensible, hand over your sword and the manual of that sword technique you just displayed. Also, throw in the Qi Formation technique from the Wenxian Sect. We might spare your life."

"You... lied to me?"

Ling Feng lowered his head, and unseen by all, a glimmer of cold resolve flashed in his eyes.

It was a cold gleam filled with a murderous intent!