Immortal Martial Saint, starting with unlimited stat points

In the Zhou family courtyard.

The moonlight poured down like frost.

Zhou Chen's arms were sharply defined, as if cleaved by an axe, and every inch of his muscles was brimming with unprecedented vitality.

He leaped into the air and effortlessly reached the rooftop.

The creaking sound of the Dragon Blood Bow echoed in my ears as I drew its string.

In the blink of an eye, the moon was full.

The Zhenyue Stake was upgraded to the Mastery level, which added a little more Essence attribute to it.

If converted to force, it's equivalent to a full 100 jin (50 kg) of strength.

With the strength of 350 jin in one arm, he could easily draw the Dragon Blood Bow to its full extent.

"I didn't expect that the bow and arrows I just bought would already be somewhat outdated for my current strength."

For an ordinary village hunter, acquiring a powerful bow often takes several years to go from adapting to it to mastering it and then to improving his skills.

Zhou Chen's rate of improvement has already surpassed that of ordinary people.

Zhou Chen sensed the strong and powerful body, his expression calm, and he stood up again in the courtyard with the Zhenyue Stake.

In martial arts training, if you don't progress daily, you'll regress daily.

Although he has a panel to rely on, which grants him the incredible effect of having a certificate that is permanent.

But a tree that can be embraced grows from a tiny sprout; a nine-story tower rises from a mound of earth.

His current strength is largely due to his daily practice.

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[Zhenyue Stance Proficiency +1]

【Zhenyue Stance (Mastery, 5%)】

The following morning, Zhou Chen slowly finished his practice.

After a night of intensive practice, his proficiency with the Zhenyue Stance improved a bit.

After washing up, he took out the frozen wild boar meat that had been stored in the deep well.

The wild boar meat, which originally weighed several dozen kilograms, was being consumed rapidly as his cultivation level steadily increased.

Now, only a portion remains.

Zhou Chen, having gone this far, cooked it all up and swallowed it.

Tread!

As the sun rose, Zhou Chen, carrying the Dragon Blood Bow, walked alone towards Cloud Pine Mountain.

Walking along the main road through the village to the village entrance, the villagers who usually treated him like air seemed to have changed completely.

They greeted him warmly one by one.

This scene had not been seen since the original owner's father, who was at the Bone Forging Realm, disappeared in the core area of ​​Cloud Pine Mountain.

"Ah Chen, you're going into the mountains again. Your father has a successor."

"Look at yourself, why don't you learn from Zhou Chen?"

Words drifted into his ears, some praising him directly to leave an impression, others using him as an example to encourage their own children to strive harder.

Indeed, when you're poor, no one cares even in the bustling city; when you're rich, even distant relatives come to visit.

Once you become strong, the people around you will become better.

After more than half an hour, Zhou Chen crossed the very obvious boundary between the inner and outer mountains, and his spiritual tracking ability suddenly unfolded.

Most hunters train one or even several hunting dogs to work together when hunting.

Firstly, hunting dogs can help hunters find tracks of prey, since even the most sensitive human nose can't compare to a dog's.

Secondly, hunting dogs are a great help when encountering wild beasts.

However, Zhou Chen obviously didn't need the hounds to assist him, since his telepathic abilities, according to the panel, were inherited from the Howling Celestial Dog.

His nose might really be more sensitive than a dog's.

Once Zhou Chen activated his Spirit Tracking ability, he was able to perceive all sorts of auras within Cloud Pine Mountain.

Is there the aura of a demonic beast?

Zhou Chen walked along the path trodden by the hunters when suddenly his nose twitched.

To the left front, a stench was overwhelming, mixed with traces of blood.

Following the scent, we approached, and after a short while, we heard a loud cry.

"An eagle."

Zhou Chen tiptoed up a large tree, as thick as a person's waist, and stood on its branches to look into the distance.

On the cliff a hundred paces away, there was a bird's nest about the size of an ordinary square table.

At this moment, a eagle demon, as tall as half a person, stood in the nest, letting out a loud cry, as if calling for its friends.

Upon seeing this, Zhou Chen's lips curled into a slight smile.

The eagle demon is extremely valuable among monsters. The stiff feathers at its tail can be used to make eagle feather arrows, and the remaining downy feathers, after being groomed, have excellent cold-proofing properties.

The remaining flesh and blood are also favored by gourmets in Xingde County and can be sold for a high price.

Despite this, the Eagle Demon is a flying demon beast, and its lair is usually built on a cliff a hundred paces high.

Most ordinary hunters' archery skills only reach the proficiency level, making it extremely difficult for them to hunt eagle-like monsters.

As a result, the supply of eagle-like mythical creatures in the market cannot meet the demand, further driving up prices.

But for Zhou Chen, a hundred steps was not a long distance.

Zhou Chen looked at the eagle demon, which was still hundreds of steps away, and leaped down to the tree.

It quickly collected a lot of leaves and used them to disguise itself.

Eagle-type monsters have excellent eyesight. Even with Zhou Chen's current archery skills, he would need to close the distance to within 150 paces to be safe.

It is when you get close that you are most likely to make a mistake.

It took Zhou Chen a full quarter of an hour to close the distance to within 150 steps.

He watched the eagle demon still calling for a mate, hid his entire body behind the bushes, and then drew a goose-feather arrow from his quiver.

The thick bowstring of the Dragon Blood Bow was drawn to its fullest extent and then suddenly released.

Clang!

"Hey!"

The bowstring twanged, and the arrow pierced the air.

The eagle demon, who was preening its feathers, narrowed its eyes and spread its wings, which were two or three zhang wide.

Unfortunately, the eagle demon was about to take flight, and the opportunity had already been lost.

A sharp arrow shot from the ground and struck the eagle demon's thick neck.

"Pfft..."

The full force of the ten-stone bow drawn to its fullest extent was channeled into the arrowhead. Even though its power was reduced by the distance of a hundred paces, it still pierced through the neck of the eagle demon.

Sprays of blood gushed out, staining the golden feathers on the eagle's chest crimson.

The eagle demon cried out mournfully, its broad wings flapping wildly, making the nest beneath it sway precariously.

Perhaps out of extreme fear of death, the eagle demon did not die instantly. Instead, it trembled and took off into the air, flying away into the distance.

Upon seeing this, Zhou Chen's expression changed.

We can't just let the eagle demon we've finally got fly away.

He took a step forward and rushed towards the direction where the eagle demon was flying.

After chasing for the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the eagle demon in the air let out a mournful scream.

Its broad wings suddenly came to a halt, and it crashed down from the sky like a falling rock.

Zhou Chen pinpointed the landing point and hurried on his way.

"Bang……"

The eagle demon, falling from a height of over 100 meters, smashed the ground, creating a huge crater.

Zhou Chen stood aside, looking at the mangled corpse of the eagle demon, feeling somewhat regretful.

The eagle demon, which could have been sold for a high price, was greatly diminished in value after being thrown like that, leaving only a few of its feathers as usable items.

Zhou Chen shook his head and was about to step into the pit to collect the eagle feathers when his spiritual tracking ability suddenly sensed a strange aura.

He looked up and saw three burly men, shirtless, each leading a hunting dog, running towards him.

"Brother, this eagle demon fell from the sky by accident. Everyone who sees it gets a share."

The man at the front saw Zhou Chen about to collect feathers and suddenly spoke up.

Zhou Chen stopped and looked at the three people in front of him.

"This eagle was hunted by me, and according to the rules, all spoils belong to me."

"Heh, who doesn't know that this eagle demon is extremely difficult to hunt without mastering archery? You?" The youngest man among the three laughed.

Although the dozen or so villages surrounding Yunsong Mountain are far apart, the hunters who hunt in Yunsong Mountain year-round know exactly which ruthless people live in each village.

And among those who have achieved some level of archery skill, this kid in front of us is definitely not included.