In the Mountain Range of Magical Beasts, where magical beasts of the fifth and sixth ranks gathered!
Lin Feng was concentrating on sculpting a statue of his sister, Lin Ruo.
"Boss, when are you going to reach the core region of the Mountain Range of Magical Beasts?”Bebe said mentally, rather displeased,"In these places, the most powerful magical beasts we encounter are only magical beasts of the sixth rank. There isn't much of a challenge. I want to challenge a magical beast of the seventh rank! Boss, I want to challenge a magical beast of the seventh rank!!!”
Lin Feng glanced at the little Shadowmouse." Alright, don't be too arrogant. You said that magical beasts of the sixth rank weren't challenging enough. Last time, the leader of the Greenwind Condors…were you able to do anything to it?”
"It's not my fault." Bebe rubbed his nose with his little paw, then harrumphed."Boss, you saw it for yourself. That Greenwind Condor Chief just won't come down from the sky. It's like it doesn't need any magic power to wildly fire its wind blades. Do you think I'll just let him attack me?"”
Lin Feng smiled.
After several battles, Lin Feng had gained a certain level of understanding of the little Shadowmouse's power. In terms of speed, the little Shadowmouse had reached a terrifying level. However, due to its limited size, it could only rely on its claws and mouth to attack. He was confident that he could deal with a magical beast of the sixth rank, but it would be difficult to deal with a magical beast of the seventh rank.
Doehring Cowart suddenly floated to the side, looking at Lin Feng with gratification.
"Lin Feng." Doehring Cowart suddenly said.
Lin Feng turned around and smiled at Doehring Cowart. They communicated through their souls,"Grandpa Doehring, what's the matter?”
"Based on your recent works," Doehring Cowart said with a smile,"I can officially tell you that your sculpting skills are already considered to have entered the ranks of the first generation.”
Lin Feng's eyes lit up. After six years of hard work, he had finally received Grandpa Doehring's approval. Six years, Lin Feng had spent at least half of his time sculpting. Today, he finally got his reward.
"Now you know that I didn't lie to you back then, right? A straight blade carving is definitely a cheat for a mage's spiritual power training.”Doehring Cowart said proudly.
Doehring Cowart truly had the right to be proud of his ability to create the Straight Blade School. Not only did the Straight Blade School create a new school of stone sculpting, but its greatest benefit was to increase a mage's mental strength. If this benefit was publicized, all the forces would try to recruit Lin Feng at all costs.
Hearing Doehring Cowart's words, Lin Feng couldn't help but smile. With the Flat Eagle Sect, his magic cultivation speed couldn't be measured by common sense.
Ever since Lin Feng started sculpting two years ago, his spiritual power would grow rapidly every time he sculpted. The growth rate was more than ten times faster than a mage's meditation.
"Grandpa Doehring, thank you. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been able to break through to the peak of the eighth rank so quickly.”Lin Feng said sincerely. If Doehring Cowart hadn't guided him in his training and taught him how to carve with a straight blade, his current magic level would at most be a bit stronger than Delia's. At most, he would be a peak magus of the sixth rank.
" Lin Feng, why are you being so polite with me?" Doehring Cowart laughed." If it weren't for you accidentally binding the Coiling Dragon Ring with your blood, I don't know when I'd be able to see the light of day again."”
"What a pity. I didn't find Blueheart Grass, so I couldn't drink the blood of a living dragon. I couldn't stimulate the Dragonblood in my body, so I couldn't train in the Secret Dragonblood Manual. As a result, my training as a warrior fell far behind that of a magus, and I've only reached the seventh rank.”Lin Feng said with pity.
In the original book, Lin Feng had found the Blueheart Grass in the Fog Canyon. However, Lin Feng and his group had searched the outskirts of the gathering place of grade-6 and even grade-7 magic beasts, but they still hadn't found the Fog Canyon. However, Lin Feng firmly believed that the Fog Canyon existed. He was just unlucky and couldn't find it for the time being.
"You should be content. You're already extremely lucky to be able to reach the seventh rank without cultivating Dou Qi, just by relying on the strength of your body. Moreover, with your current strength, even if you find the Blueheart Grass, you won't be able to slay the dragon.”Doehring Cowart didn't hesitate to pour cold water on Lin Feng.
"Sigh, the requirements for this method are truly too high. Only by having the dragon blood of the ninth rank will one have a chance of successfully stimulating it, and only Saint-level dragon blood will one have a hundred percent chance of success. If only the blood of the Velociraptor could be used.”Lin Feng asked.
The Velociraptor was only a magical beast of the seventh rank. To Lin Feng, who was at the peak of the eighth rank, killing it was no problem at all.
Lin Feng suddenly asked,""Grandpa Doehring, how is your comprehension of the profound mysteries of the Laws coming along?”
"The profound mysteries of the Laws are profound and profound. I currently don't have a physical body, only a soul. Although it isn't impossible for me to comprehend the Laws, it is far more difficult than for Saints who have a physical body.”
Doehring Cowart continued,"Fortunately, before I died, I reached the peak of the Saint-level, and my comprehension of the profound mysteries reached a bottleneck. Although I gained some insights during these few years of seclusion, I was still unable to break through the bottleneck and reach great success. However, I believe that within a hundred years, I will definitely be able to reach great success and become a Deity.”
Although Doehring Cowart was in his soul form, Lin Feng could feel the determination and confidence in his voice. It was as if the Earth Saint Magus of the Pouant Empire from five thousand years ago had returned.
However, Lin Feng didn't think much of Doehring Cowart's confidence. Having read the original novel of the Coiling Dragon, he knew that in the entire Yulan continent, and even in the countless material planes, the seven Sovereign Planes, and the four Supreme Divine Planes, there were far too many people who were stuck at the peak of the Saint-level. But how many people could truly break through the bottleneck and become Demigods? Those who could cultivate to the peak of the Saint realm were all extraordinary people, but what was the result? There were too few people who broke through.
Flowers bloomed and withered, and another half a year quietly passed.
On this day, Delia suddenly walked up to Lin Feng and said hesitantly,"Lin Feng, are we still going deeper into the Mountain Range of Magical Beasts?”
Lin Feng saw the strange expression on Delia's face and asked,"What's wrong? Delia, are you homesick?"
Delia nodded heavily.
Seeing Delia's determined expression, Lin Feng reached out his right hand and brushed Delia's beautiful golden hair. He said softly,"Delia, it's been hard on you."
Delia had come to the Mountain Range of Magical Beasts with Lin Feng when she was nine years old to train. At the time, she had been an ignorant little girl who didn't know anything. But now, she was already fourteen years old, and she was growing more and more beautiful. At 1.6 meters tall, she wasn't much different from a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl.
Nine years old, fourteen years old, five years had passed. Not only had her appearance become more beautiful and moving, but her mind had also completely matured. Five years of battle had been like a single day. Delia had persevered, but now she was a little tired. She was tired, and she missed home.
"It's not hard. I'm not hard. As long as I can follow you, it's not hard anywhere. It's just that I miss my parents and brother.”Delia didn't hide her feelings in front of Lin Feng, nor did she need to.
After spending so much time together, they could tell each other's thoughts with just a glance.
"That's right. In the blink of an eye, five and a half years have passed. Flowers bloom and wither, spring passes and winter comes. We've already spent five winters in the Mountain Range of Magical Beasts.”Lin Feng sighed. "The flowers are similar year after year, but the people are different year after year.”
Doehring Cowart, who was dressed in a moon-white robe, flew out from the Coiling Dragon ring and said to the sighing Lin Feng,"There's no need to be emotional. In these five and a half years, your harvest has been extremely gratifying. You've been fighting magical beasts every day and tempering yourselves on the edge of life and death. I think that if you go out, you probably won't have any opponents of the same level. Even if your opponents are one level higher than you, with your rich combat experience, you might not be able to defeat them.”
Hearing Doehring Cowart's words, Lin Feng woke up from his deep thoughts. He stood up and said loudly,"Alright, this trip to the Mountain Range of Magical Beasts ends here. From tomorrow onwards, we will go home!”
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