Zhang San, please behave yourself!
Chapter 459 - 433: Herding Sheep is Also a Technical Job!

Chapter 459: Chapter 433: Herding Sheep is Also a Technical Job!

Zhang San rode Hei northward, searching all the way.

In the shroud of night, a Black Chi Dragon carrying a person flying in the sky was actually unremarkable.

However, Zhang San found that flying too high meant that everything below was just a pitch-black blur.

After all, this was a magical world, not the modern one.

In the modern world, cities could still be brightly lit at night, and even smaller cities or towns with fewer people had some light.

But in this world, seeking out lights before looking for anything else might cause one to miss a lot.

Thus, Zhang San had Hei lower their altitude to fly down closer to the ground.

Indeed, as they descended, the view of the terrain became much clearer.

And as everything on the ground became clearer, Zhang San realized he still couldn’t find anyone.

"Hei, have you ever eaten a person before?"

"Master, don’t speak nonsense, Chu Can’s sister and I aren’t the same. I, though just a Chi Dragon, only eat large livestock and the like. I’ve never touched a person! Not even a corpse!"

Zhang San curled his lip and said, "I’m not accusing you, I’m just curious about how to find people. There’s not a single light on the ground in the middle of the night, it makes finding people too difficult."

Hei shook his head slightly and sighed, "I don’t know how to find people either. After all, everything is cloaked in darkness. People don’t just glow by themselves."

Upon hearing this, Zhang San suddenly thought of night-vision goggles.

Then, Zhang San realized that if he used the Ninefold Scrutiny technique, he could observe faint amounts of Qi, which would effectively enable night-vision.

"I’ve got a way, wait a moment!"

Zhang San immediately employed the Ninefold Scrutiny, and as layers of the technique unfolded in his pupils, faint traces of Qi began to appear on the dark land below.

Some were traces left on arrowheads, yet to dissipate.

Others were in droppings, clearly from some Martial Artist who hadn’t bothered with sanitation, relieving themselves wherever.

Yet others were scattered about, looking like beans thrown around... Hey!?

Zhang San realized he had actually found something.

"Hei, slightly to your left and then keep going forward. Fly over there slowly and try not to make any noise!"

Hei moved slowly toward the direction Zhang San indicated, gliding through the air.

Indeed, they soon noticed several tents on a grassland ahead, and even a fenced enclosure nearby housing many cattle and sheep. There were not many horses, however, just a few hundred.

"Hei, is there a water source nearby?"

"There is a water source, I can sense it."

"Fly to a position where you can just manage to control the water. After all, the Tujue are good archers; we don’t want them to shoot you down."

After sensing the exact location of the water source, Hei adjusted his position in the air and then said, "Master, this position is just right, they won’t be able to shoot me with their bows from here. Unless it’s a powerful Martial Artist or Cultivator."

Zhang San nodded in satisfaction and then started casting a spell below.

In such a place rich with water and vegetation, it was truly heaven for Wood Series Spell.

Using only a little bit of Qi, Zhang San made countless blades of grass grow taller than the tents, wrapping them completely out of sight.

The lack of horses within the tribe led Zhang San to conclude that their main fighting force was likely not at home.

So, it would be somewhat difficult for these people to break through his Techniques.

After that, Zhang San used a Technique to pull apart the wooden fences with the overgrown grass.

Next, he chose several spots about the size of a palm on the ground, where he made the grass grow wildly, whipping around like whips, driving the cattle, sheep, and horses toward the south.

In an instant, tens of thousands of livestock burst from the enclosures, charging out of the tribe.

However, things did not go as Zhang San had hoped; not all of the animals rushed the direction he whipped them towards.

Most of them indeed stampeded southward, but some ran off in other directions.

In particular, more than three hundred horses took off running and quickly vanished from sight.

Zhang San could only use the grass whips, created by his Wood Series Techniques, to lash at the remaining cattle and sheep, making them quickly head southward.

As for the Tujue people inside the tents who heard the commotion, although they all wanted to rush out of their tents, their tents were entirely wrapped in layers of grown grass.

Zhang San felt that many of them probably couldn’t hear the noise outside due to the soundproofing effect being too good.

Even those who sensed something was wrong might not be able to break out.

A short while later, Zhang San finally managed to herd the cattle and sheep towards the south relatively smoothly.

Unfortunately, of the tens of thousands of cattle and sheep, only about four to five thousand were left, having lost half of them.

However, having four to five thousand cattle and sheep meant he could still earn quite a bit.

As Zhang San was thinking this, he suddenly heard voices from the northern tribes of the Tujue people.

Even some Tujue people could whistle to call back the horses that had just run far away.

Soon, more than a dozen Tujue men rode their horses and chased from the north.

Facing the dozen or so Tujue men, Zhang San was not worried—judging by their efficiency in breaking the Techniques, they were clearly not experts. He supposed they had not even reached the True Core Realm, so Zhang San was not afraid of being unable to beat them.

What Zhang San was truly worried about was that these Tujue people lived by herding and would definitely know how to drive cattle and sheep.

If they got close, or had some way to call out and take all the cattle and sheep away, then it would be all over.

"Hei, give those Tujue people in the back a little shower surprise!"

"Yes, master!"

Hei immediately controlled the surrounding water sources.

In a flash, countless waves churned and then merged together, creating a huge wave that surged over the grass.

With a bang, the force knocked down more than a dozen Tujue men and their horses to the ground.

Seeing that the Tujue men were not catching up, Zhang San, hovering in mid-air, let out a sigh of relief, only to notice that some cattle and sheep were straying off course again.

This is ridiculous—on the way back to Lingwu, out of the four to five thousand cattle and sheep, we’ll probably have only forty or fifty left!

Zhang San could only use his Wind Series Techniques to continuously blow the stray cattle and sheep back on course.

At dawn, Changsun Wugen and his men, who had advanced secretly throughout the night, had not discovered any nearby Tujue tribes nor encountered any Tujue people.

"Second Young Master, it’s getting light, continuing to advance might be dangerous, let’s go back."

Changsun Wugen clenched his teeth, somewhat reluctant to retreat.

But at that moment, they saw something on the horizon in the distance, which seemed like a speck at first and then turned into a black line.

"All troops, prepare for battle!"

The four hundred soldiers immediately straightened their clothes and armor, grabbed their weapons, and formed up into battle formation, ready to face the incoming foe.

"Second Young Master, it doesn’t look like cavalry, it’s cattle and sheep—so many of them!"

"Hahaha... Could it be that some Tujue herder went the wrong way and is delivering a gift to us?"

"So many, looking over, there seem to be more than two thousand cattle and sheep! Second Young Master, we are going to make a fortune this time!"

However, at that moment, everyone saw a Black Chi Dragon spiraling and speeding through the sky on the horizon.

Hmm... Forget getting rich—scraping a few pounds of mutton might still be doable.