My 1995 Small Farm.

"Ow—"

The wild boar king's blood-red eyes, like glowing embers, stared intently at the empty space where Chen Ling had disappeared.

The heavy, panting breaths, carrying the stench of sulfur and blood, condensed into wisps of murky white mist in the cold air.

It was like a bull that had been thoroughly enraged, its tusks bared as it rammed the ground, sending splinters flying from the thick pine trees it had struck.

It dug up large patches of black mud from the snow, its hooves stomping furiously, causing the snow on the surrounding treetops to fall in a flurry.

"Idiot, over here!"

Suddenly, that annoying sound came out again from the snowdrift a dozen steps away.

Chen Ling leaned leisurely against an old cedar tree, his hunting rifle casually slung over his shoulder, a slight smile playing on his lips, as if watching a monkey show.

"Ow—!"

The wild boar king was enraged. Its massive body suddenly spun around, creating a huge wave of snow, and crashed towards them with a thunderous roar!
Good heavens, that momentum was like a tank crashing in...

Chen Ling didn't even blink twice. Just as those hideous fangs were less than three feet from his nose, a flash of white light appeared, and he was gone again.

Boom!

The wild boar king couldn't stop in time, and its mountain-like body crashed heavily into the old cedar tree.

The tree trunk, as thick as a bowl, let out a teeth-grinding groan and snapped in half with a crack!

The upper half of the tree crown, covered in snow, crashed down with a roar, sending snowflakes soaring high into the sky.

The boar king shook its enormous head, shaking off the snow and branches clinging to its mane. Its scarlet eyes became even more confused and ferocious.

It was panting heavily, pacing around in frustration, its already limited brain completely baffled as to how this person could simply vanish into thin air.

"Wow, that's pretty strong."

Chen Ling's voice drifted back from another direction, this time from a large tree that had fallen to the ground and was covered by silt.

He even leisurely loaded a new bullet into his shotgun, saying, "Hey, you idiot, want to try again?"

"Roar--!"

The only response he received was a completely frantic roar.

The wild boar king went completely berserk, disregarding everything else, and charged headlong into the enemy!

With its four hooves pounding, it scooped up snow and frozen soil, sending them flying everywhere, its momentum even stronger than the previous two times!

Chen Ling used the same trick again, his figure disappearing in the white light.

He also had complete control over the two big dogs, Heiwa and Xiaojin. They were always loyal and stayed by his side whenever they appeared, even when he provoked them. Now, they disappeared as well.

The wild boar king missed again, and the huge momentum made it unable to stop, crashing with a loud thud into a half-buried blue stone behind a big tree.

Good heavens, that force was comparable to the horsepower of a truck; sparks almost flew out!

The large bluestone was pushed over and turned upside down. The wild boar king itself was also a little dazed from the impact, shaking its head, and a small piece of its tusk even broke off!

"Tsk tsk, your teeth aren't up to par, buddy."

Chen Ling's voice carried a hint of mockery as he appeared for the third time, right next to the overturned large blue stone.

He somehow acquired a steaming hot deer leg, took a bite himself, tore off some pieces, and tossed them to Heiwa, who had reappeared beside him.

This is an absolute and blatant insult!

The wild boar king's eyes were practically dripping with blood, and the roars rumbling in its throat were like muffled thunder, no longer the squeals of a pig.

It went completely insane, like a mad bull with bloodshot eyes.

With a fierce, life-or-death momentum, they charged forward!
But this thing is, after all, a wild animal.

No matter how exaggerated it is, or how much you say it's like a sentient being, it is still essentially a wild beast.

When they go crazy, they lose all reason and wisdom.

So it not only charged at Chen Ling, but also included the snow-covered forest within a radius of several dozen steps.

It's like being lost in a maze.

If you can't find an exit, then just crush this place that's driving it crazy!
The wind howled, and the snow surged wildly.

Just as the wild boar king went completely berserk and crashed into Chen Ling and the dense pine forest behind him like a runaway train—

Just as Chen Ling was about to follow suit and hide in the cave, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the towering cedar forest deep in the upper left corner of his eye.

A huge, earthy-yellow shadow flashed by like a ghost through the gaps in the snow-covered pine branches!
Fast! So fast that only a blur is left behind!
But how sharp is Chen Ling's eye?
With just that one glance, he felt a chill run down his spine, and the hairs on his body stood on end.

That was the extraordinary perception brought about by the physique cultivated by the grotto-heaven, surpassing that of ordinary humans.

It made him realize a sense of crisis that was far stronger and more primal than when he was facing the Wild Boar King!

That wasn't a wild boar, nor a bear! That thing was almost the size of a tiger, but it was longer and more agile!

The most striking feature was its long, yellowish-brown fur that blended almost seamlessly with the snow-covered pine forest, and... a tuft of long, black fur that stood out like tiny antennas on the tips of its ears!

"A lynx?!"

"A lynx as big as a tiger!"

"Is this the unknown creature that's been wreaking havoc in the mountains??"

When he returned to the cave, he was covered in cold sweat.

"No matter how big a lynx is, how could it grow to be as big as a tiger?"

"Could it be due to the influence of the spiritual water from my grotto?"

"It shouldn't be this fast, it's not like we eat and drink every day like Heiwa and the others..."

At that moment, he thought of Wolf.

So he reappeared and took another peek outside.

The yellow beast, like a lion, silently watched from the pine forest.

It was as if they were observing him.

"Damn, he's much calmer than the Wild Boar King. He's like a demon, so cunning!"

The giant lynx's enormous size reminded him of an extinct creature, the saber-toothed tiger!

This giant lynx looks just like one.

But at the same time, he couldn't help but think too much.

For example: "Wolf, Donkey-headed Wolf, Old Monkey Spirit, Over-the-Mountain Yellow..."

When I think of 'Over the Mountain Yellow'.

Chen Ling's mind went blank for a moment, and the name that the old hunters in the mountains had passed down by word of mouth, but no one had ever actually seen, flashed through his mind!
Legend has it that this is a spirit that has become a demon. Like a tiger, it comes and goes like the wind, and you can only see its yellow figure as it leaps over mountains.

The older generation says this thing is fiercer than a leopard and more cunning than a fox!
It reigns supreme on the northern slope of the Qinling Mountains.

"No way, after Wolfy, I've run into Over-the-Mountain Yellow?"

"This lynx that has become a spirit, whether it's its ghostly speed or its appearance and its calm and cunning behavior, it's just too similar, too perfect."

He felt a strange urge to capture it and raise it in a secluded cave.

At the same time, there was a sense of unease and unease.

My emotions were very agitated, far more intense than when I faced the wolf, and it was difficult for me to calm down.

"Let's go take another look at it. Something like this is definitely not easy to catch."

Chen Ling called his two dogs, and together they emerged from the cave.

As soon as they appeared in the outside world, Heiwa and Xiaojin, who had been on high alert, turned their heads sharply and stared intently at the pine forest!

Heiwa emitted an unprecedented, extremely low "groove" sound from his throat. It was not an angry roar, but more like the fear and warning from the depths of his blood when he encountered a true natural enemy.

Little Gold tucked its tail between its legs, tensed its limbs, and lowered its body to the extreme, baring its white fangs. However, it did not dare to attack as it would when facing a pack of wolves, but instead stayed tightly guarding Chen Ling's legs.

Deep in the pine forest, all was silent.

The only sounds were the whistling of the wind through the pine needles and the thunderous roar of the wild boar king's continued frenzied charge.

But Chen Ling knew it was there!
Those eyes, they must be cold and distant, watching this place from behind the shadows of the pine branches amidst the snow and wind.

"This guy is tough to deal with. He's even more cunning than a fox. He'll definitely be hard to catch!"

At that moment, the boar king's massive body, filled with a madness that could crush everything, crashed into the dense pine forest!
Click! Click! Click!

Small pine trees, as thick as a bowl, were broken and crushed in large numbers, like fragile matchsticks.

The snow, mixed with broken branches and leaves, poured down like an avalanche, instantly burying part of the lower body of the raging wild boar king and temporarily obscuring Chen Ling's view into the depths of the pine forest.

"Great opportunity! I don't care if it's a wild boar or not, I want this wild boar king!"

Seeing this golden opportunity, Chen Ling stepped forward and suddenly waved his hand. A white light swept through, and the man, the dog, and the enormous wild boar king vanished without a trace.

Where it was, only the pine forest ravaged by the wild boar king and the snowdrifts turned up into deep ditch mud remained.

In the shadow of that higher, deeper cedar forest, a pair of cold, sharp amber eyes blinked slowly.

That huge, earthy-yellow figure, like a ghost blending into the snowy landscape, silently shifted to a branch that was easier to observe, its fluffy tail gently sweeping away a bit of snow from the branch.

In the wind and snow, a tuft of black hair on the tip of her ear could be vaguely seen, swaying gently. The eerily styled girl with two braids sat on the tree branch, sending chills down one's spine. (End of Chapter)