Chapter 8: Escaping Danger

nt Soul were rarely seen. A cultivator at the late Yuan Ying stage was already a top figure. To be able to cultivate to the late Nascent Soul stage was almost the ultimate goal that a cultivator could...Seeing Lu Xiaoteng's movement, several wolves rushed towards Lu Xiaoteng and the spirit beast leopard.

Roar! The spirit beast, a leopard, ferociously opened its mouth and bit the opponent's throat directly, resulting in the opponent's death.

Lu XiaTian's face turned cold as he drew his short sword and slashed at the oncoming wolf head. "Awooo!" A gash appeared on the wolf head, slicing from its ear to its nose. In a blink of an eye, two wild wolves fell dead. However, from the white mist in the distance, dozens of wolves of various sizes surged out.

“Run!” Lu Xiaotian commanded the spirit beast leopard, parrying another wild wolf with his sword. He grasped the rope in one hand and decisively jumped off the cliff. The pack of wolves was too numerous, and there were one or two demonic beasts among them whose aura was not much weaker than the leopard’s. If he persisted here, he would likely be torn apart by the wolves. Therefore, Lu Xiaotian chose to flee with the leopard without hesitation. Whether they could escape with their lives depended on the leopard's own fortune.

The leopard turned back to see Lu Xiaoteng jump off the cliff. It let out a ferocious roar and charged towards the thin spot in the wolf pack on the opposite side.

Above, the pack of wolves howled incessantly. As Lu Xia tian's body slid downward, he felt a strange movement in the rope in his hand. He looked up and saw that two wolves were starting to bite the rope. These beasts weren't stupid at all. Lu Xia tian cursed and accelerated his descent, simultaneously kicking a rock on the cliff face with force, using the momentum to swing himself towards the vines growing on the precipice. He grabbed one vine with his hand. As soon as he got hold of it, the rope above was bitten through by the wild wolves.

Lu Xia Tian inwardly cried out a sigh of relief, grabbing the broken rope and using the strength of the green vine to safely land on the protruding rock of the cliff.

On the precipice, a few wild wolves roamed back and forth for a while. After howling in disappointment a few times, they dispersed one by one.

I wonder how the leopard is doing now. Soon, Lu Xia Tian shook his head again, unable to bear it any longer. Right now, he couldn't even take care of himself, let alone worry about the leopard.

Leaving the rope aside, Lu Xia Tian looked up at the cliff. The banyan tree on the cliff was about five or six feet away from the top. If he climbed up along the vines and threw the rope to the top of the cliff, hanging it onto a tree trunk, he could still escape danger and have a safe way out. Relieved, Lu Xia Tian decided that now all he needed was to be more patient than the wolf pack.

Although you couldn't hear any sounds of wolves above, based on his experience going up the mountain with his father when he was younger, wolves were known to hold grudges. While there might not have been any howling from the wolves on the clifftop, it didn't necessarily mean they had left. Perhaps there was still a wolf lurking up there, keeping watch and warning the others.

After temporarily escaping the crisis, Lu Xia Tian felt a sharp pain in his shoulders, elbows, and chest.

He lifted his shirt, rolled up his sleeves, and saw that his arms and chest were covered in bruises from the impact. They were purple-red in color. Some places even oozed blood, caused by him hitting the rocks on the cliff face when he jumped down. Luckily, he hadn't injured any tendons or bones, so with some time, it would heal.

Lu Xia tian quickly discovered that his current situation was not good. He had been trapped in a strange terrain before, then chased by a pack of wolves, and escaped to this place. He had completely lost his direction. After sitting down and recovering some energy, he soon noticed that the sky was getting darker, and on this cliff edge, the cold wind was gradually increasing, whistling past his ears.

In the canyon, temperatures plummet at night, especially at the edge of the cliff. Being hungry on top of that cold makes for a truly miserable experience as night falls.

Thinking of this, Lu Xia Tian searched the surrounding area on the rock face for several feet. Finally, his gaze fell upon a spot of withered yellow hidden between the vines growing on the cliff wall, and his eyes lit up instantly.

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He unsheathed his short sword, walked to the green vine, and pushed aside the emerald-green leaves. Inside, there were many dead vines.

“It must be a vine that grows here for years, finally wilting away. That could be used to make fire, warm the body, and it wouldn't be so hard to get through the night.”

With a clang! Lu Xia Tian swung his sword, severing a withered vine. Just as he was about to reach for the broken vine, a slight hissing sound made the hairs on his back stand on end.

Lu Xia Tian quickly retracted his left hand, and upon closer inspection, he saw a mottled brown and green grass snake slithering between the withered vines. It was staring at him, its forked crimson tongue flicking in and out. The triangular head of the snake moved back and forth incessantly. This grass snake had been hidden within the vines; if it hadn't attacked proactively just now, it would have been nearly impossible to detect while it lay perfectly still.

Lu Xia Tian let out a cry of surprise. It was fortunate that he had cultivated the Hun Yuan Jing, his senses far more acute than before. Otherwise, he might have been bitten by this unknown grass snake at this moment.

After barely escaping the wolf pack's pursuit, I almost became snake food. This canyon is truly perilous, and with just a slight misstep, one could encounter unknown dangers.

A grass snake slithered out from the vines, revealing its thick, arm-sized body. The grass snake angrily raised its triangular serpent head and approached the intruder.

Lu Xia Tian narrowed his eyes. Some predators in the forest had a very strong sense of territory. It seemed he had trespassed into this grass snake's domain.

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But he was backed into a corner. This jutting stone was only a few feet square, there was no way to dodge it, so there was nothing left to do but fight with all his might.

Hiss! The grass snake let out a low hiss and bit towards Lu Xiaottian's face. Lu Xiaottian hurriedly shook his head to dodge, at the same time, the short sword he had already gripped swung.

With a low hiss, the triangular snake's head fell to the ground. The grass snake's body writhed amongst the vines for a moment before dropping down, blood spurting out.

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Lu Xiaoteng unstrapped his backpack, taking out the small iron pot and salt. He then picked up the snake from the ground like he'd found a treasure. After draining the blood, he quickly skinned the snake and chopped it into dozens of pieces, throwing them into the iron pot.

Then he carefully extracted the dead vine from the green vines, tidied it up slightly, and used flint to start a fire, directly frying the snake. It was a pity that there wasn't enough water, otherwise, if it were made into snake soup, it would be even more delicious. Fortunately, the valley was heavily fogged, and every morning when he woke up, there would be quite a bit of dew accumulated on the leaves, so he wouldn't die of thirst.

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Lu Xia Tian's belly was bulging. He patted his stomach. Looks like he'd have to spend the night here tonight. The little green ants in his cave hadn't been fed, so there probably wouldn't be many left when he got back.

Lu XiaTian shook his head and smiled bitterly, secretly mocking himself. In this situation, whether he could even return was still unknown, yet he was still worrying about the little green ants in his cave. The old man in black robes had no humanity and no interest in him. That dry and desolate cave was better left alone; going back would only mean another beating. The old man in black robes was ruthless, last time's whipping nearly killed him.

Lu Xia Tian silently made the decision that he wouldn't be going back!

As night deepened, a cold wind howled at the edge of the cliff, and the temperature plummeted. This biting, piercing cold wind blew relentlessly, leaving him unable to fall asleep.

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