The Journey of Immortal Cultivation
Chapter 211 - 137: The Chasing Wolf Pack

Chapter 211: Chapter 137: The Chasing Wolf Pack

In the past, if anyone had asked her to imagine cutting down a giant tree with a small knife, she would have laughed at them for losing their mind. It is only thanks to the unparalleled sharpness of Tusk that she could do this with such ease.

She kicked the tree trunk with great force, her posture far from elegant, but the effect was striking. The tree trunk seemed to groan and then fell down with a crash!

Following the same method, she knocked down another ten enormous pine trees before finally stopping and storing them all in the God Demon Prison.

Indeed, since she was going to spend the night in the prison, she might as well make her sleep comfortable. She planned to build a small wooden house on the Fifth Floor of the God Demon Prison as her own boudoir. Such a grand project was naturally not something she should handle herself; it was the duty of the Grand Steward of the prison, Lord Changtian.

Since his aesthetic sense was always somewhat off, she, while riding on her horse, had spent the whole day envisioning the structure of the wooden house, and now she was showing him the detailed drawings. He only glanced at her painstaking work and frowned, saying: "Stop the chatter, go on the road. It will be done by tonight."

She was not one to be partial, so she asked Wen Liangyu if he wanted to build one for himself as well? He shook his head as if it were a tambourine: "I hardly need to sleep, Miss Ning, I appreciate the thought." Joking aside, he didn’t have the nerve to let Lord Changtian build him a house, especially to sleep next to Ning Xiaoxian. His life had not been easily reclaimed; it was worth cherishing.

Yet, Ning Xiaoxian was secretly amazed. Even a half-demon’s vitality far surpassed hers. No wonder Wen Liangyu was so knowledgeable at such a young age; it turns out he almost never sleeps, gaining seven or eight more hours a day to read than ordinary people.

She had been out of the great lake for two days now, and had also left the bounds of Rock City. Human traces gradually faded, replaced by the increasingly loud sounds of insects and wild animals. Before, she had traveled with a merchant team and had never experienced wandering the wilderness alone; she felt somewhat terrified and finally understood the inconvenience of traveling solo. First of all, there was no carriage to ride, so she had to urge the old horse to keep moving, significantly reducing her comfort.

Next came concerns about personal safety. The whistling sound of the wind through the trees sounded like ghosts weeping at night, especially after sunset, making it all the more frightening. She once complained to Lord Changtian about this, and he responded with a single sentence that shut her up: "Would you prefer it to be as quiet as the bottom of a river?"

As silent as the riverbed? Forget it. Compared to the terrifying, inescapable dread beneath the water, the strange noises in the woods seemed somewhat more pleasant. Ah, Lord Changtian truly knows the art of comfort!

He also reminded her: "Being away from human habitation, you’re also away from the prying eyes of Fengtian Prefecture." Monsters that liked to live in the wild were generally of a solitary nature and not likely to be ordered around by others. Her escape to this place indicated that she had at least succeeded halfway in her great goal of fleeing Feng Province.

Her safe travel over the past two days was also related to the tireless work of two little bat demons. Lord Changtian knew that these twin brothers had no demon energy and were good at concealing their tracks, so he sent them out as scouts. This move proved right; the two little demons carefully led her, avoiding several monsters’ territories, thus escaping without incident.

She had also encountered many wild animals along the way, but Lord Changtian’s perception was extremely sensitive, and they were mostly able to avoid them. However, one afternoon, she was still tracked by a pack of green-skinned wolves for half a day, covering nearly a hundred miles.

The sense of smell of the canine animals was too acute. Unbeknownst to her, they had followed her from some point. Each wolf was as large as a calf, their eyes emitting a green light. It was now autumn, and as many wolves had their fur turned inside out, hanging loosely on their bodies, looking very ugly. This was them shedding their summer wear in preparation to put on thick coats for winter. After all, autumn days in the mountains were shorter, and the harsh cold arrived almost as suddenly as thunder.

Wen Liangyu frowned tightly when he heard that a pack of wolves was following Ning Xiaoxian. The wolves were most active and ferocious in autumn because the approaching winter would mean less prey available. Therefore, before winter, the packs needed to fatten themselves up to increase their chances of surviving the winter and reaching the next spring.

In a world with demons, it wasn’t just harsh for humans, animals struggled to survive too. This pack of wolves usually thrived in these woods, adopting the strategy of being indiscriminate eaters, not sparing even guinea pigs or rabbits, and perhaps daring to fight injured or elderly tigers or leopards. Seeing her, a woman with two children riding an old horse, how could they resist such a fresh and juicy feast?