"Young Master Chu Xun, you're here too."
"Ah, these fierce beasts are truly terrifying. But fortunately, Young Master Chu Feng arrived in time, otherwise it would be unimaginable." Upon seeing Chu Xun, several miners ran over with lingering fear on their faces.
"Oh?" Only then did Chu Xun notice that there were nine fierce beasts in total: five first‑rank fierce beasts, three second‑rank, and one third‑rank.
These fierce beasts were nothing to him, but he thought that Chu Feng should not have been able to handle them. Could it be that Chu Feng had already reached the Spirit Martial Fourth Stage?
But even if Chu Feng had the strength of the Spirit Martial Fourth Stage, there was no way he could have taken down so many fierce beasts in such a short time.
"Thanks, Chu Xun."
Just as Chu Xun was perplexed, Chu Feng smiled at him, and there was actually some gratitude in that smile.
At that moment Chu Xun was completely baffled. A faint sense of unease spread in his heart, and without thinking he quickly walked toward the mine vein.
"Young Master Chu Feng, did you kill all of these?" Uncle Zhang looked at the lifeless fierce beasts, finding it unbelievable.
He had clearly heard that Chu Feng was a waste, stuck at the Cultivation Martial Second Level for years, and even if he had now entered the Inner Sect of the Azure Dragon Sect, he was at most at the Cultivation Martial Third Level. So how could he have killed so many fierce beasts, and at such speed?
"Or what else?" Chu Feng put away his smile and looked at Uncle Zhang. Not only was there no friendliness left, but his eyes were filled with a touch of coldness.
"N-no… nothing… I was just asking out of curiosity." Under Chu Feng's gaze, Uncle Zhang was so frightened that he stepped back repeatedly, and large beads of cold sweat seeped from his forehead.
"Uncle Zhang, you've been with the Chu Family for so many years. How can you get more muddled as you age? Remember, as a servant, ask what you should ask, don't ask what you shouldn't, do what you should do, and… it's best not to do what you shouldn't."
Chu Feng's words carried an implication, frightening Uncle Zhang so much that his face turned pale. He couldn't speak for a moment, and his body trembled incessantly.
Seeing this, Chu Feng sneered, further confirming that his guess was correct.
"Young Master Chu Feng, what should we do with these fierce beasts? Should we send them back to the Chu Residence?" Dozens of miners gathered around.
"These few mere fierce beasts aren't worth troubling the people at the residence. Take them home and eat them." Chu Feng waved his hand nonchalantly, then walked toward the Chu Family.
"Thank you, Young Master Chu Feng!" The miners were overjoyed. Fierce beasts were strange creatures capable of cultivation. Although their skin was tough as iron, their meat was tasty and delicious. It was said that eating it not only strengthened the body but also prolonged life. Their entire bodies were treasures, truly invaluable items.
But Chu Feng actually gave such precious fierce beasts to them. How could they not be happy? Especially after they had witnessed with their own eyes how Chu Feng, with bare hands, killed all those fierce beasts in the blink of an eye — the miners were filled with even greater awe for him.
Near the mine vein, Chu Xun arrived at the place where he had previously discovered the fierce beasts. After observing that no one was around, he walked to a large tree, leaped up, and when he landed, there was a wooden box full of small holes in his hand.
"Master was right. Although this thing can attract fierce beasts, the fierce beasts can't find it. It really is a good tool for luring and killing them."
"But to attract fierce beasts from deep in the mountains, aside from a Spirit Pearl, ordinary spirit medicines really can't do it."
As he spoke, Chu Xun opened the wooden box. But when he opened it, his expression changed drastically, because he was shocked to find that the box, which had contained a Spirit Pearl, was now completely empty.
"How could this be? Where is the Spirit Pearl?" Chu Xun sat down with a thud, his face pale without a trace of color.
Although this wooden box was taught to him by his master, that Spirit Pearl belonged to his father. His father had spent a high price to buy it, intending to use it to break through to the Spirit Martial Ninth Stage. If his father found out that he had lost the Spirit Pearl, he would definitely skin him alive.