hapter 21: These Three Wild Bulls Are Mine!

Mounted on a swift antelope and armed with an iron bow, Zhang Ruyi charged into Wang Mountain.

Wang Mountain, originally a hunting ground of the royal family, boasts remarkable height and is characterized by waterfalls, cliffs, deep valleys, and dense forests. The beasts within the mountain are mostly first-order creatures, with only a few of them being second-order beasts.

Forty-three young warriors entering Wang Mountain seemed like sand scattered into the sea. Before long, they all vanished into the jungle.

"Huah!"

A white figure flashed through the waist-high thickets, traversing a distance of sixty meters in an instant and diving into the distant forest.

The speed of the white figure was astonishing. To the untrained eye, its appearance was barely discernible.

Zhang Ruyi could clearly see that it was a beast resembling a rabbit, known as the Ghost Shadow Hare. A first-order creature, it boasted exceptional speed, razor-sharp teeth and claws, but weak defense.

Its strength was on par with that of a cultivator in the early stage of the Yellow Realm, while its speed equaled that of one in the minor perfection of the Yellow Realm.

"Merely a Ghost Shadow Hare, not worth wasting a Thunderous Arrow," thought Zhang Ruyi, who had already drawn his iron bow into a half-moon shape. However, he shook his head and chose not to release the arrow.

The higher the level of the slain beast, the better the result. Among first-order creatures, the Ghost Shadow Hare was considered inferior. Zhang Ruyi deemed it unworthy of squandering a Thunderous Arrow.

"Shoo!"

In another direction, a whistling sound pierced the air.

A Thunderous Arrow, emitting lightning-like radiance, accurately struck the head of the Ghost Shadow Hare.

"Splurt!"

The hare's head was pierced by the Thunderous Arrow, embedding within it a Thunder Spirit Crystal that immediately detonated into a fist-sized electric ball. The ball burst open, unleashing crackling currents.

The Ghost Shadow Hare fell dead beneath the tree.

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Prince Liu galloped over on his antelope, leaning over without dismounting. He bent down, grabbed the Thunderous Arrow lodged in the hare's head, and lifted the creature up.

"Young brother, it's your first time participating in the Wang Mountain hunt. Why hesitate to kill even a beast? A man should be courageous," Prince Liu taunted, a smirk playing on his face.

In his view, Zhang Ruyi might indeed be a martial genius, but it was normal for a newcomer to lack courage during their first hunt.

Combat and killing were entirely different matters.

The year-end assessment included the "Wang Mountain Hunt" segment not just to test a warrior's strength, but also to assess their courage. What use was high martial cultivation if one dared not slay even a beast?

Prince Liu, eighteen years old, had reached the peak of the minor perfection.

"I merely didn't want to squander a Thunderous Arrow," Zhang Ruyi retorted.

Prince Liu's eyes narrowed, and he sneered, "If that's what you believe, then you are gravely mistaken. The number of beasts in Wang Mountain is extremely limited, and not everyone can use five Thunderous Arrows to hunt down five creatures."

Having said this, Prince Liu rode away, vanishing into the woods.

"The territory Wang Mountain occupies isn't large, and the number of beasts is definitely limited. It seems I must hasten," Zhang Ruyi muttered, urging his antelope toward another direction.

Within half an hour, Zhang Ruyi encountered three Ghost Shadow Hares, yet he refrained from shooting a single Thunderous Arrow, continuing his search for other creatures.

"Moo!"

A deafening bellow resounded from Zhang Ruyi's left side.

His heart leaped with joy, and he promptly rushed toward the sound. Soon, he saw three enormous wild bulls by a stream.

A first-order inferior creature, the wild bull possessed strength comparable to a late-stage Yellow Realm warrior and defense rivaling that of a warrior in the minor perfection of the Yellow Realm.

"One ox's strength" referred to the power of a single wild bull.

However, someone had beaten Zhang Ruyi to the stream. She stood on the opposite side, wearing an imperial feathered robe and sitting on the back of an antelope. Her lustrous black hair cascaded down to her waist, framing a charming smile as she glanced at Zhang Ruyi.

"You're too late, little brother. These three wild bulls are mine!" said Ninth Princess Zhang Yuxi.

"Moo!"

The three wild bulls, with their eyes ablaze, clashed their iron hooves against the ground, sparking numerous flames.

"Boom!"

The three wild bulls charged at Ninth Princess.

Simultaneously, Ninth Princess drew three Thunderous Arrows, strung them onto the bowstring, and pulled the iron bow into a full moon shape.

"Swish!"

Three Thunderous Arrows flew out, striking the bulls' foreheads and penetrating seven inches into their hides.

Electricity burst forth from the arrowheads, and the three wild bulls immediately perished, collapsing heavily into the stream, sending up a shower of water splashes.

Ninth Princess stowed her iron bow and cast a glance at Zhang Ruyi standing at a distance, her bright eyes and beautiful smile conveying, "Sister has fully mastered the 'Three-Element Arrow Technique,' which is a lower-grade human-level martial skill. Little brother, what do you think?"

Zhang Ruyi's gaze fixed on the surface of the water behind Ninth Princess. His eyes narrowed, and he shouted, "Be careful!"

Ninth Princess also sensed the danger, turned around, and saw a colossal creature twice the size of a wild bull surging out of the stream.