Hum!
A few minutes later, a muffled sound burst from within Beigong Yu's body.
The essence within his bones grew stronger and sturdier at a rate visible to the naked eye. A surging wave of essential power permeated outward from his bones, enveloping his entire body and beginning to transform it.
At the same time, an even purer stream of essential power surged straight into his viscera, beginning to temper them.
In other words, after Beigong Yu slaughtered twenty-one Cyan Wolves, his cultivation realm had finally stepped into the 6th Stage Viscera Refining Realm.
With his cultivation elevated to the 6th Stage Viscera Refining Realm, his strength had roughly doubled compared to before, making the slaughter of level-five and level-six Cyan Wolves as easy as cutting melons.
Deep within the valley, the Cyan Wolf King saw nearly half of its pack slaughtered by a human brat, and flew into a furious rage. Letting out an angry howl toward the sky, it moved its feet, transformed into an afterimage, and charged straight at Beigong Yu.
"Right on time!"
Seeing this, Beigong Yu slashed a Cyan Wolf to death with his saber and smoothly turned to charge at the Cyan Wolf King as well.
The Cyan Wolf King was an eighth-level beast, incomparable to ordinary Cyan Wolves.
Yet, Beigong Yu felt no fear.
He was eager to test the power of the streamlined and perfection-level [Raging Wind Single Saber Slash], and see whether it could slay this Cyan Wolf King in a single strike.
One wolf and one man fought in a fierce, inextricable battle, destroying everything around them beyond recognition.
The wolf's claws lashed out in a blur, carrying fierce, razor-sharp energy that several times almost disemboweled Beigong Yu.
Fortunately, having constantly lingered on the brink of life and death during this period, Beigong Yu had forged a decent set of instinctive movement techniques. Every time danger arose, he managed to evade in the nick of time; otherwise, he likely would have been torn to pieces by now.
A few minutes later, Beigong Yu was panting heavily.
The purpose of his training had been achieved.
"Little master is done playing!"
"Raging Wind Single Saber Slash!"
Accompanied by a low shout, a sharp, fierce blade-light flashed out just as the Cyan Wolf King leaped high into the air, about to swallow Beigong Yu whole.
The Cyan Wolf King sensed an unprecedented crisis, but since it was airborne, evasion was already impossible.
Plop...
With a soft sound, the Cyan Wolf King's massive head instantly soared into the sky.
Two streams of energy, several times purer than before, dissipated from the Cyan Wolf King's body and were absorbed by him.
Beigong Yu had no time to savor this; grasping his bloody battle saber, he charged into the pack of Cyan Wolves, whose courage had already been shattered.
A few minutes later, all the Cyan Wolves had been thoroughly slaughtered.
The entire valley reeked of blood, and the carcasses of Cyan Wolves littered the ground.
At this moment, Beigong Yu's entire body was dyed red with blood.
Most of this blood, of course, belonged to the Cyan Wolves.
Right then, a look of delight crossed Beigong Yu's face—he was about to break through.
He hurriedly found a secluded spot in the valley. The moment he sat cross-legged, his viscera—which had finished tempering completely, grown sturdier, and resembled bloody crystal—began to tremble, especially his heart, which vibrated most violently.
Wisps of newborn blood, brimming with greater vitality and vigor, were born from his heart and surged outward to permeate his entire body. At this exact moment, all the blood in his system began to boil.
Wherever it passed, the old blood was expelled from his body. In the blink of an eye, Beigong Yu was turned into a bloody figure from head to toe.
A surge of blood qi, ten times more turbulent and mighty than before, erupted from his body like a pillar of smoke.
This miraculous phenomenon lasted for about five minutes before it finally subsided.
7th Stage Blood Refining Realm!
He had achieved it in a month's time!
Beigong Yu felt the formidable power surging through his body, a flash of piercing light crossing his starry eyes.
So what if he had no Spirit Root?
With his mysterious golden finger, he could still cultivate.
Evening was approaching. After harvesting these spoils of war, it would be time to return to Black Mountain Town.
Nighttime belonged to beasts and Demon Beasts.
Not to mention that he was currently only at the 7th Stage Blood Refining Realm, even those at the Spirit Vein Realm or the Spirit Gathering Realm would not dare spend the night in the Chilian Mountain Range.
It was simply too dangerous.
Even with his mysterious golden finger, he dared not act recklessly.
Possessing a golden finger only meant he could cultivate; it did not yet mean he was invincible from this moment on.
He feared that before he could absorb enough energy to grow strong, he would be swallowed by some powerful Demon Beast.
However, right at this moment...
"Huh? So many Cyan Wolf carcasses here, haha, we've struck it rich."
"Damn, is that... an eighth-level Cyan Wolf King? Haha, fantastic! I never expected that chasing that little piece of trash would yield such an unexpected harvest. Not bad, not bad. If we can sell all the pelts and materials from these Cyan Wolves, we can make at least two or three hundred gold coins. We're rich!"
"Haha, Boss, this is an unexpected blessing!"
"But Boss, won't doing this make the other party unhappy?"
Someone voiced the worry in his heart.
After all, anyone capable of slaying an eighth-level beast must possess a cultivation at least at the 8th Stage Soul Refining Realm.
They could not afford to provoke such a person.
The burly man at the head pondered for a moment, then pointed at the corpses of the Cyan Wolves littering the ground and shook his head, saying, "Probably not. Look at these wolf carcasses—every single one killed with a single blow, clean and decisive. This shows that the entity who slaughtered these Cyan Wolves must have reached at least the Spirit Vein Realm."
"Do you think mere beasts like these would catch the eye of someone in the Spirit Vein Realm?"
"That's true, I suppose."
"Alright, hurry up and harvest the wolf pelts. Otherwise, the scent of blood here is bound to attract more beasts, or even Demon Beasts."
"Understood!"
Soon, these men began harvesting swiftly and skillfully.
At the mountain hollow, Beigong Yu heard the commotion and his figure flickered, appearing atop a hill. He waited until the men had finished processing all the Cyan Wolves before slowly speaking up.
"Put them down, or die!"
"Hmm?"
The five men, who were just about to leave, changed expression upon hearing Beigong Yu's cold voice.
However, when they turned their heads and saw Beigong Yu standing on the hill, expressions of wild elation broke out across all their faces.
"Silver hair all over, around seventeen years old, and a shockingly handsome face... You must be the battle slave with the slave registry number 5269, right?"
"It's definitely him!"
"Tsk tsk, Boss, our luck is simply through the roof! Not only did we get all these Cyan Wolf pelts and Cyan Wolf blood, but we've also directly found our target for this trip. We've made a fortune!"
"Haha, gentlemen, my apologies, but I'll... make the first move!"
One of the men, with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks and a body as lean as an ape, spotted his opportunity, grinned ferociously, and discarded all rules of martial combat as he swung his saber straight at Beigong Yu.
These bunch of idiots had already found the target and were still dawdling and wasting time—didn't they know the meat was scarce and the wolves were many?
Such a supreme opportunity to cozy up to an outer disciple of the Great Desolation Immortal Sect was not something he would cede to others.
However, after a cold, blood-red blade-light flashed across, the man who had just struck suddenly felt the entire world plunge into darkness.
The skinny monkey-like man who had rushed to strike first had barely stepped within three meters of Beigong Yu when he was slain.
And thus, a bizarre scene unfolded.
His head soared into the sky, his body charged forward, and his soul chased after them.
Due to momentum, the headless corpse lunged forward for several meters before crashing heavily to the ground. After twitching a few times, its soul returned to the netherworld.
"You... you aren't at the 4th Stage Bone Refining Realm?"
"Bastard, the intelligence given by that guy was wrong!"
Seeing this scene, the leading burly man's expression shifted slightly, and he roared with fury.
The skinny monkey who had just attacked was at the 6th Stage Viscera Refining Realm, yet the opponent had finished him off with a single blow.
This was far too unexpected.
"Who sent you to kill me?"
Beigong Yu swept a cold, indifferent gaze over the group and demanded flatly.