Li Xian shot another "Lingyu Arrow."
The tiger’s blood covered the ground, its life clearly extinguished. Only then did he approach to investigate.
The large tiger had a massive body, with a slightly swollen lower abdon—it was, in fact, a pregnant female tiger.
"I wonder if this counts as one tiger or two tigers."
The tiger’s blood was too pungent to drink raw, so Li Xian stored the tiger carcass.
In less than a day, having hunted a tiger and a deer, he had certainly gained a bountiful harvest.
"I wonder if my luck is excellent, or if there are simply too many tiger beasts here."
"In the past, hunting with Father, it could take over ten days just to track a big tiger."
Li Xian let out a light breath.
A tiger and a deer weighed at least several hundred pounds, yet when stored in the Shrinking Flesh Bag, they felt weightless.
It didn’t hinder his movent at all.
If he had this treasure during previous hunts, going up the mountain would have been much easier.
He hung the Shrinking Flesh Bag on his waist, secured it with a rope. Suddenly, an idea struck Li Xian’s mind. Normally, one mountain cannot tolerate two tigers.
However, this Bear Tiger Mountain evidently was a gathering place for fierce beasts.
Since this big tiger was pregnant, finding its den could yield unexpected gains.
So, following the tracks, he gradually moved away from the riverbank.
As he reached a halfway point up a hill, a foul odor reached his nose, confirming to Li Xian that the tiger’s den must be nearby.
Tigers are beasts with a strong sense of territory.
This urine stench is a marker; he had ventured deep into the tiger’s territory, necessitating extre caution, treading lightly, ears listening in all directions.
"Found it."
He discovered a cave, listening for a mont while lying on the ground.
The tiger’s snores were like thunder, extrely conspicuous; if Li Xian couldn’t hear anything, it would prove the cave was empty.
He entered the cave to investigate, venturing deeper; the tiger’s den was extrely foul-slling, with visible white bones scattered around.
"Good lord... this mountain tiger must have eaten quite a few people?"
Li Xian felt a chill run down his spine, and suddenly saw a flicker of light ahead, noticing a glowing stone.
Holding it felt very warm.
"Tiger Saliva Stone, a precious mountain treasure!"
Li Xian was pleasantly surprised. Of course, "precious" was relative to common families.
This stone, licked daily by mountain tigers, was polished smooth by their bristled tongues. It’s said to be a most yang object, and it’s rumored that soaking it in water and drinking it can strengthen the body.
It can also keep you warm during winter.
This object was definitely quite useful to Li Xian.
Holding it felt akin to jade, slightly heavy.
"There might be another tiger in this den."
"If I take this object, it will surely co looking."
"Well, let it co, it’d be good to have another encounter."
After securing the Tiger Saliva Stone, Li Xian quickly left the cave. His eyes scanned the area, looking for suitable terrain.
The tiger beast’s sense of sll for the Tiger Saliva Stone is quite keen. Even if Li Xian left the stone, it would pick up his scent.
The tiger beast would still co.
About half an hour later.
An echo of a mountain tiger’s roar reverberated through the forest, alerting Li Xian that the male tiger had returned to its den.
"This roar... sounds like rumbling thunder, approaching with force, this male tiger is likely fiercer."
Li Xian’s eyes showed a hint of seriousness.
It wouldn’t take long.
The sound of snapping branches reached from afar, and Li Xian gazed over, noticing a rising tiger’s back.
"This is..."
Li Xian tensed up completely.
Being from a hunter’s background, he was intimately familiar with the habits, patterns, and shapes of tiger beasts.
The pattern on this mountain tiger was peculiar; it might not even be a tiger beast, but rather a tiger-like creature!
It was a "Ghost Pattern Tiger," feared by all who saw it!
This beast resembled a tiger, yet was larger, and its stripes looked like faces of ghosts.
It’s notoriously ferocious.
To provoke it ans only one outco: a fight to the death, unyielding until one is dead!
Even if one flees for miles, it would follow the scent relentlessly, unrelenting until death.
"Roar!"
The tiger’s growl suddenly erupted, and the Ghost Pattern Tiger leaped into Li Xian’s view.
The ferocity was overwhelming, its kingly presence intimidating by nature.
Li Xian’s hair stood on end, but he forced himself to remain calm, imdiately drawing an arrow and shooting.
The Ghost Pattern Tiger’s eyes glinted with intelligence, its legs kicked off a big tree.
Dodged to the left, skillfully evading the flying arrow. It then moved through the trees as if it were a monkey, looking down on Li Xian from above.
"What a smart creature!"
Li Xian fired three more arrows, all of which the Ghost Pattern Tiger easily dodged. The beast suddenly let out a roar, kicking with its legs, pouncing down from above.
Li Xian’s mind raced. If he retreated now, the Ghost Pattern Tiger would pounce and bite with montum, a defense would be impossible. It was better to dash under it, dodging from beneath its belly.
This would provide more space for reaction.
In that instant, Li Xian made his decision, crouching forward, dodged under the Ghost Pattern Tiger’s belly.
Simultaneously, his hands braced the ground, in that busy mont, he kicked at the Ghost Pattern Tiger’s belly.
[Clear Wind Leg]
[Skill Level: 719/1000 Mastery]
The strength of the Clear Wind Leg works from the surface inwards; appearing gentle, it actually harms the internal organs.
Against such thick-skinned beasts, it served as a surprise tactic.
The Ghost Pattern Tiger howled in pain and anger. It tried to imdiately turn and pounce, but its previous montum was too strong, sliding a few ters before coming to a stop.
As it attempted to turn and pounce.
Little did it know, its movents were all within Li Xian’s calculations.
By then, Li Xian had already gained distance, breathing slowed, senses acute, firing two swift arrows.
"Thunk..."
Blood splattered.
One arrow hit the Ghost Pattern Tiger’s left eye. However, what shocked Li Xian was that the tiger, only losing sight, wasn’t killed.
"Such a ferocious body!"
Li Xian took off in a mad dash.
When the Ghost Pattern Tiger’s bloodlust ignited, it felt no pain. At that mont, its focus was solely on Li Xian, recklessly charging.
Bang!
It crashed into a huge tree, with such force that the tree toppled.
"What a fierce creature, it’s really sothing, this beast."
Li Xian dashed towards a spot, suddenly leaping.
The Ghost Pattern Tiger leaped in response.
Suddenly, with a man and tiger’s feet hanging in the air, it turned out to be a ten-foot-high cliff.
A vine had sohow hooked around Li Xian’s ankle. He pulled hard, slowing his descent, transforming it into a quick fall.
His foot hooked on the vine, dangled upside down on the cliff.
The Ghost Pattern Tiger, however, plumted straight down, its eyes burst, excrent flowing.
Yet, its tenacity was truly frightening.
Despite the fall, it hadn’t died, struggling to rise. Li Xian, hanging upside-down, looked down, aiming at the heart...
Fired three arrows, each hitting the sa spot.
Finally breaking open a wound.
Then he took out a Lingyu Arrow, aid at that opening, infusing it with Inner Qi, and shot.
The Ghost Pattern Tiger finally died on the spot.
"Such a terrifying beast."
Li Xian wiped the cold sweat off his brow.
In mountain hunting, terrain was the utmost importance. Human bodies are frail; using tools and strategy is essential to survive in a forest full of fierce beasts.
Li Xian had long thought about how to deal with the mountain tiger.
Though more perilous than imagined, it had approximately followed the plan.
"One deer, two tigers..."
"Three Lingyu Arrows used, the first day’s ti, the results are quite satisfactory."
Li Xian climbed down the cliff, packed up the Ghost Pattern Tiger.
Quick calculation...
He had used up more than thirty ordinary arrows.
"If this kind of harvest continues, this venture’s gains cannot be said to be small!"
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