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Chapter 391 Flying Combat Skills? I Come With My Own Wings!

As Jing Chen entered the forest, he suddenly slumped against a large tree, breathing heavily, his vision becoming somewhat blurred.

"Kid, are you alright?" The old doctor came out at this moment and asked with some concern when he saw Jing Chen's appearance.

Jing Chen forced a smile and said to Yao Lao, "Are you kidding? A mere curse, do you think you can take my life? Let's keep going, this place is not safe to stay any longer."

The old doctor nodded, agreeing with Jing Chen's point of view. Jing Chen gritted his teeth, moved his feet, and instantly disappeared from the spot.

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The sun slowly rose, and its warm rays shone into the cave entrance, landing squarely on the resting boy. The boy stirred slightly, stretched, yawned, and stepped out of the cave.

Looking at his attribute panel, Jing Chen smiled wryly at his six-star Dou Zhe strength. The selectable divine beast bloodline he'd received after completing the mission last night had remained in his inventory. He had no intention of using it anytime soon, so he'd leave it there for now.

"How was it? Did you rest well last night?" Yao Lao came out and asked Jing Chen with a smile.

Jing Chen nodded: "Yes, it's time to start training. Let's set a small goal: first, reach the Dou Shi level!"

"Haha, good, that's bold."

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"Get down, sir!" A furious shout came from the woods.

A young boy wielded a black greatsword and with one strike sent a wolf-like monster flying. The monster crashed into a stone wall and finally slammed to the ground, where it lay motionless.

The boy's silver hair shone brightly in the sunlight, and even as he wielded the black greatsword, his body showed no sign of trembling.

The young man was Jing Chen, who had been in the Monster Mountain Range for three days. During these three days, the curse within Jing Chen had surprisingly quieted down. Jing Chen couldn't figure it out, nor did he want to. Since the curse had subsided, he might as well take this time to cultivate properly.

After rummaging through the monster corpses for a while, he finally sighed in disappointment, shook the blood off his hands, and slung the Xuanzhong Ruler over his back.

"Another penniless wretch," Jing Chen clicked his tongue.

The old apothecary could only smile helplessly. Jing Chen looked up at the sun overhead, then at the wolf-shaped magical beast, and chuckled, "Better late than never. I'll eat you for lunch."

They gathered firewood, skillfully started a fire, cut off the monster's corpse, and roasted it over the fire.

Over the past three days, Jing Chen has killed countless magical beasts, but he hasn't found a single one with a magic core, nor has he even settled on a place to stay. However, Jing Chen isn't in a hurry; he has plenty of time.

"It's cooked, it's cooked." Jing Chen rubbed his hands together, picked up the next wolf leg, and began to eat it heartily. The old medicine master beside him shook his head helplessly.

Through these three days of training, Yao Lao had a pretty good grasp of Jing Chen's strength ceiling. The six-star Dou Zhe was just a figure on paper; Jing Chen's strength had already far exceeded that of a six-star Dou Zhe.

Conservatively estimated, Jing Chen's current strength is equivalent to a one-star Dou Shi. However, this is based on Jing Chen only using the Xuan Heavy Ruler. Jing Chen also possesses that mysterious blade and that sword that can transform into human form. Both of these weapons, no matter which one, make Yao Lao feel a deep sense of dread.

After finishing a wolf leg, Jing Chen was clearly still not full, so he grilled a few more skewers. He pulled out the Xuan Heavy Ruler from behind his back, planted it heavily in the ground, examined it carefully, and said to Yao Lao, "I must say, this Xuan Heavy Ruler is quite useful."

The old doctor didn't say anything about it.

Having finally finished eating, Jing Chen stretched, slung the Xuanzhong Ruler over his back, and continued on his way. His goal for the day was to find a suitable place to cultivate.

As dusk settled and darkness approached, Jing Chen finally found a place he liked. A waterfall blocked his way, and there happened to be a cave nearby. Without much thought, Jing Chen went straight into the cave, started a fire, and prepared dinner.

"Jing Chen, I saw you throw a ball of dark flame into that cave earlier," Yao Lao asked.

Jing Chen smiled slightly: "My dark flames aren't meant to hold off pursuers."

"Oh? Not for stopping pursuers, then you..."

"Old Yao, do you remember those piles of treasure in that cave? The Wolf Head Mercenary Group's main objective was those piles of treasure, but do you think I'll let them have their way? If those piles of treasure fall into the hands of the Wolf Head Mercenary Group, tsk tsk... rather than letting them get away with it, I'd rather burn them all."

"Haha, kid, you're really something. First you killed the young leader of the Wolf Head Mercenary Group, and then you burned those piles of treasure. The leader of the Wolf Head Mercenary Group must be furious." Yao Lao laughed heartily.

Jing Chen smiled wickedly: "I'm not one to suffer losses. It's just a pity that the curse happened to break out at that time, otherwise, the interest would not just be a junior commander."

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As dawn broke, Jing Chen got up early. Seeing that it wasn't fully light outside, he didn't plan to go out. Although the group of magical beasts wouldn't cause him any fatal harm, caution was Jing Chen's style.

Jing Chen took out the scroll of flying combat techniques he had obtained from the cave from his storage ring and opened it to take a look.

"Flying combat skills, that's a good thing. You can practice them now. After all, having flying combat skills has many benefits," said the old doctor.

Jing Chen knew, of course, that if this flying combat technique appeared at an auction, it would definitely cause a frenzy among the crowds. The rarity of flying combat techniques was beyond question. But Jing Chen didn't need a flying combat technique; he already had wings. To him, a flying combat technique was nothing more than something dispensable.

He stood up, took off his outer garment, and a pair of black and white wings instantly unfurled. The wings spread, almost completely obscuring the cave entrance. Jing Chen turned back, looking at his own black and white wings, and couldn't help but smile bitterly. It turned out that these wings were also infected by the curse; now, a ghostly green color could be clearly seen at the tips of the feathers.

"This...this is..." The old doctor was deeply shocked as he looked at the black and white wings on Jing Chen's back.

"Master Yao, this isn't a flying combat technique, it's... just think of it as me being born with a pair of wings."

"Since you have flying combat skills, then before..." Jing Chen knew what Yao Lao was going to say.

"Yes, but because of the curse, I couldn't use my wings at all back then, and I was helpless. These wings are, in a sense, a part of me, and being affected by the curse is something I can't help. It seems I won't be able to use this flying combat technique."

After spreading his wings, Jing Chen folded them back up; the sky outside was already bright. He crossed his arms and stretched them out. After warming up a bit, he said, "Let's begin today's hunt!"

(End of this chapter)