Beigong Yu did not even hesitate for a second. He directly discarded the hilt in his hand, channeled the power within his body, gathered it into his fist, and slammed it toward the Green-Wind Demon Wolf.
With a loud bang, the First-Order Green-Wind Demon Wolf was sent flying dozens of meters away by Beigong Yu's single punch, shattering numerous ancient trees along the way.
Moments after crashing to the ground, the First-Order Green-Wind Demon Wolf twitched a few times and breathed its last.
Seeing this, Beigong Yu felt a surge of joy. It turned out that his physical strength had instead become his most formidable asset.
He once again marveled at the immense power and terror of the Primeval Body Refining Art.
At the same time, he was filled with anticipation and curiosity about the mysterious golden cheat that belonged to him.
What kind of entity could possibly evolve an ordinary, mediocre Basic Body Refining Art to such a terrifying degree?
At this moment, a surge of energy—roughly ten times purer than before—dissipated from within the Green-Wind Demon Wolf and poured into his body, pushing his cultivation realm forward by a massive leap.
Although he had not yet reached the 5th Stage Marrow Refining Realm, the bones throughout his entire body were already beginning to gleam with a deep golden hue.
As for Tool Man Number One, who had been scared so witless by the First-Order Green-Wind Demon Wolf that his legs had turned to jelly, seeing Beigong Yu's fierce and overbearing display made him unable to stand any longer, collapsing limply to the ground.
How... how could he be this strong?
That was a First-Order, Level-One Green-Wind Demon Wolf! Even cultivators who had unblocked four or five spirit veins would likely find it extremely difficult to kill it.
Yet it had been blasted away with a single punch by him, its life shaken out of its body.
Could it be that he had already broken through to the Spirit Vein Realm?
That didn't make sense, though. Wasn't it established long ago that he lacked a Spirit Root and could never cultivate to the Spirit Vein Realm?
At that moment, Tool Man Number One’s mind was buzzing, completely paralyzed by fear.
"What are you standing there in a daze for? Get over here and clean this up."
Beigong Yu gestured toward the pile of beast carcasses stacked to the side and snapped at Tool Man Number One, walking over to the hill-sized Green-Wind Demon Wolf himself.
This was a First-Order, Level-One Demon Beast. Although the purest essence of its energy had been devoured by him, its hide, bones, and even blood were all valuable treasures. If they were all collected and sold by Tool Man Number One to the Supplies Exchange Pavilion in Black Mountain Town, they would likely fetch no less than 1,000 gold coins.
Just as the two of them were gathering their spoils, Beigong Yu sharply sensed that more beasts—and even First-Order Demon Beasts—had caught the scent of blood and were appearing in the surrounding area. His eyes lit up, and with a flash of movement, he took the initiative to strike...
In the hands of the current Beigong Yu, beasts were cut down like vegetables—one punch per beast.
Even for First-Order Demon Beasts, as long as they were not late-stage First-Order—meaning above level six or seven of the first order—he should be able to kill them in a few punches.
Consequently... over the next brief period, Beigong Yu’s cultivation advanced at an astonishing speed.
When every single bone in his body transformed into a golden state that looked as though it were cast from pure gold, the marrow within his bones began to burn and vibrate violently once more.
This time, the reaction was several times more intense than when he had previously reached the 5th Stage Marrow Refining Realm.
He felt as though his entire body was on fire, radiating a terrifyingly high temperature.
The marrow, which had already undergone refinement once, became incomparably dense and resilient under the terrifying surge of vital blood.
Boom!
At a certain moment, as a pillar of vital blood resembling a wolf-smoke surged straight into the heavens, Beigong Yu’s cultivation realm once again returned to the 5th Stage Marrow Refining Realm.
A series of muffled, thunder-like sounds echoed from within his body.
Pungent, foul-smelling odors emanated from his person.
It was yet another cleansing of his marrow and washing of his tendons, altering his physique.
Exhilarating!
Sensing the changes taking place within his body, Beigong Yu couldn't help letting out a long whistle, transforming into a humanoid beast as he charged out to slaughter the beasts and demon beasts that had surrounded them.
Time slipped away amidst the frenzied carnage.
As time wore on, those demon beasts that had gained a shred of intelligence realized that not only had they failed to kill the human before them, but they had also suffered the loss of dozens of First-Order Demon Beasts. Stricken with shock and anger, they scattered and fled.
If they couldn't beat him, they would retreat and summon stronger ones.
Seeing that it was getting late, Beigong Yu also prepared to return to Black Mountain Town.
He needed to rest and reorganize.
After all, both the crimson saber he had purchased and the battle sword he had seized were already ruined; he needed to go back and buy new ones.
This time, he was going to buy a treasure-grade saber.
It was just a pity about the demon beast carcasses on the ground. He had only gathered a few dozen drops of demon beast blood; as for the rest—such as the beast hides, bones, and ordinary blood—he hadn't collected much.
There simply wasn't anywhere to store them.
In truth, he had wanted to try directly running the Primeval Body Refining Art to see if he could absorb all the essence from these beast bodies. However, with Tool Man Number One around, it was inconvenient to operate.
He would just have to wait and experiment when he was alone in the future.
Tool Man Number One was still useful for now and couldn't be killed yet.
Moreover, upon returning, he would have to make Tool Man Number One help him buy a lowest-grade Qiankun bag.
That way, resources wouldn't be wasted.
Everything on a demon beast was good material; bringing it all back could fetch at least seventy or eighty thousand gold coins.
Half an hour later, Beigong Yu and Tool Man Number One arrived outside Black Mountain Town.
What he did not know was that just after he and Tool Man Number One had departed from the site of the fierce battle, the Red-Scaled Tiger—which he had crudely dragged along to test medicines—emerged from the dense forest and began frantically devouring the carcasses of the beasts and demon beasts...
"You know what to do, right?"
Several hundred meters away from Black Mountain Town, Beigong Yu looked indifferently at Tool Man Number One, who wore a humble and reverent expression before him, and said coldly.
"Rest assured, Master, this subordinate knows what to do."
"You'd better not play any little tricks, or I won't mind hacking you to death."
Hacking you to death...
Tool Man Number One shuddered, a surge of terror rising in his heart.
The overbearing and fierce scene from not long ago flashed back into his mind.
He knew that if the young man before him said he would hack him to death, he would definitely do it.
He hurriedly shook his head, swearing and taking oaths that he would never dare to play any tricks.
An hour later, Tool Man Number One—carrying a bulging animal-skin pack and panting as he cradled a battle sword wrapped in black cloth—nervously knocked on the door of Battle Slave Camp Room 5269.
"Master, those resources yielded a total of gold coins. From that, gold coins were used to purchase this second-order treasure-grade crimson battle saber, a twenty-seven-cubic-meter Qiankun bag was bought, and the rest was entirely spent on Ninth-Order Body-Tempering Spirit Liquid. Please review them, Master."
With that, Tool Man Number One offered everything up with both hands.
"Mhm, leave the things there and dismiss yourself."
"Yes, Master."
Tool Man Number One put everything down and left Room 5269.
Stepping out of the room, Tool Man Number One looked at the tightly shut door of Room 5269, but ultimately could not muster the courage to exact revenge on Beigong Yu.
Beigong Yu’s ferocious and overbearing demeanor, reminiscent of a fiendish god, had already shattered his gall.
Little did he know, all of this was captured entirely within Beigong Yu's sight.
"He still knows what's good for him."
Beigong Yu muttered indifferently to himself, turned around to shut the door tightly, and prepared to refine the demon beast blood and body-tempering spirit liquid for cultivation.
It was far too dangerous here. Once a beast tide erupted, as a member of the Battle Slave Camp, he would be right at the front lines.
Even though he now possessed the strength to easily strike down second- or third-order spirit vein cultivators, it was still incomparably perilous.
Not to mention, there was also that fat bastard who wanted to kill him.
Dangers lurked on all sides.