Qiu Zu: From an apprentice in a medicine shop to an immortal ancestor.

“Ooo-ooo-ooo ~”

A shrill, angry howl echoed through the wilderness.

The boar king, wounded and in agony, crashed to the ground.

An arrow had struck its neck, causing blood to spurt out in a gruesome display.

The mother boar and piglets, witnessing this scene, were instantly thrown into a panicked frenzy, circling the boar king and squealing incessantly.

“What a pity!”

Qiu Zhen felt a slight regret that the arrow hadn't hit the boar king's eye, failing to deliver a fatal blow.

His shot had actually been quite good, but the boar king was extremely alert, sensing the danger at the last moment and slightly tilting its head, resulting in the arrow only hitting its neck.

This was the biggest difference between a moving target and a stationary one.

Even a master archer couldn't guarantee every shot would hit; some “prediction” was necessary.

Unless one day he acquired the [Telepathy] ability, allowing him to foresee the opponent's thoughts, predict their movements in advance, and completely lock down their escape route, leaving them with no way to avoid the strike.

“Ooo-ooo!”

The boar king, extremely fierce, quickly endured the pain, flipped back to its feet, scanned its surroundings with its remaining eye, tensed its muscles, and charged towards the direction from which the arrow had been fired.

The rampaging of a thousand-pound behemoth in its fury was terrifying, creating gusts of wind and scattering mud.

If someone were to be hit and sent flying by this boar king, they would likely be disemboweled on the spot, suffering broken bones and a crippled body, meeting their demise.

Qiu Zhen, anticipating the possibility of a failed first strike, remained calm.

He casually aimed, drew his bow, and released another arrow.

“Whoosh!”

This arrow grazed the boar king's head and struck its back.

The boar king let out an “Ooo” sound and shook its short, thick neck, causing the arrow to fall to the ground.

Good heavens!

Qiu Zhen's expression remained unchanged. Seeing the boar king charging towards him with a “rumbling” sound, he knew he wouldn't have another chance to shoot. Therefore, he moved as nimbly as a monkey, running towards the higher ground of the hillside.

In fact, the slope here gave him a significant advantage.

He was at a higher position, while the boar king was at a lower one.

Attacking from above naturally had an advantage.

Qiu Zhen sprinted towards higher ground, glancing back while running, constantly observing the boar king's position.

However, he was not in a hurry to shoot another arrow.

The boar king, perhaps due to the pain, shook its head erratically as it charged, making it difficult for him to aim at its forehead.

The boar chased after the man.

In terms of speed, the boar king clearly had the upper hand.

The distance between them continued to shrink. Originally, they were about a hundred meters apart, but soon only forty or fifty meters remained, and it looked like the boar king was about to charge him.

Seeing this, Qiu Zhen remained calm.

The reason was simple: he wasn't fighting alone.

“Whoosh whoosh whoosh ~”

Just as the boar king charged to the location where Qiu Zhen had initially ambushed it, suddenly, a strong wind arose out of nowhere.

A gust of wind, carrying clumps of sand and soil, slammed into the boar king's head.

This gust of wind and dirt didn't cause any damage to the boar king, but it obstructed its vision, blinding it with sand and causing it to completely lose its sense of direction, turning it into a headless fly.

“Good opportunity!”

The reason Qiu Zhen dared to risk ambushing the boar king was precisely because of this.

Bai Zhu possessed the ability to control the wind. Wind blades couldn't harm the thick-skinned boar king, but with this ability to “stir up wind and scatter dirt,” even if the hunt failed, they could cover their retreat.

Qiu Zhen didn't waste the opportunity created by Bai Zhu. He drew his bow, activated his primordial spirit avatar, and aimed.

“Whoosh!”

Another arrow shot out.

This time, the boar king's eyes were blinded by the sand, and it lacked its initial alertness. There were no accidents with this arrow; it accurately struck the boar king's left eye.

“Puchi!”

The arrow pierced the eye, directly penetrating the brain. The boar king was struck as if by lightning, its entire body stiffened, and it fell straight to the ground.

“Boom!”

Dust flew everywhere.

The boar king lay on the ground, blood gurgling out. Its body twitched, trying to stand up, but it couldn't manage to do so.

“Whoosh whoosh!”

Two more arrows followed in quick succession.

Each arrow struck the eyes, with impeccable accuracy.

“Ooo ~”

The boar king let out a soft “Ooo” sound and quickly breathed its last.

The mother boar and piglets, witnessing this scene, fled in panic, diving straight into the weeds at the bottom of the hillside.

Qiu Zhen wasn't greedy and didn't pursue the mother boar and piglets.

The man and the fox worked together tacitly, rushing towards the “spiritual herb treasure”.

This was a winding vine with a slender, purple stem, triangular-ovate leaves, rounded-ear-shaped lobes on both sides, and small, yellow-green flowers arranged in spikes.

“Yam!”

Qiu Zhen recognized the spiritual herb treasure at a glance.

Immediately, he didn't delay and took out his wood-chopping knife to start digging up the treasure.

The wood-chopping knife had a curved blade, making it suitable for not only chopping trees but also for digging soil, which was much better than digging with his hands.

Bai Zhu didn't recognize the spiritual herb treasure but also started digging.

After digging for a while, the man and the fox finally unearthed a slender yam.

“Also a spiritual line!”

Qiu Zhen was delighted. He put away the spiritual herb treasure, planning to return to “Seeking Truth Valley” first.

However, he soon encountered a problem.

The ferocious beast boar king weighed a thousand pounds. Even though Qiu Zhen had achieved some success in martial arts, he could only lift it and walk a short distance. Carrying this thousand-pound behemoth for nearly ten miles of mountain road was too difficult for him.

“Ying ying ying ~”

Bai Zhu also looked troubled.

It had never hunted such a large prey and had no experience, looking completely bewildered.

As for giving up, that would be too much of a pity.

No one would be willing to do that.

Thoughts raced through Qiu Zhen's mind, and soon, his eyes lit up.

He took out the newly dug spiritual herb treasure “Yam” from the bamboo basket on his back, chopped it in half with the wood-chopping knife.

He handed the smaller portion to Bai Zhu.

Qiu Zhen didn't hesitate to peel and eat the larger portion raw.

As soon as the spiritual herb treasure entered his stomach, a warm current swept through his entire body.

Qiu Zhen felt his whole body filled with immense power.

Immediately, he put down the bamboo basket, went straight to the front of the ferocious beast boar king, grabbed a pig leg, and, with a low roar, lifted the thousand-pound boar king onto his shoulder.

“Let's go!”

Qiu Zhen didn't say anything else and walked away with the boar king on his shoulder.

Bai Zhu, holding the small piece of precious yam in its mouth, didn't imitate him and swallow the treasure. Instead, it carried it in its mouth, carrying the bamboo basket and wood-chopping knife on its back, and followed.

On the small mountain path.

Qiu Zhen carried the heavy object, his steps steady and composed.

At this moment, whether it was the effect of the “spiritual herb treasure” or the exhilaration brought by defeating a powerful enemy, Qiu Zhen felt that his thoughts were clear, his muscles and bones were relaxed, and it was more enjoyable than his usual stance training.

It seemed that some long-suppressed power within him had been released.

As he walked, his blood and qi surged within his body, his body underwent a transformation, and his aura became stronger and more terrifying.

“Ying ying ying ~”

Bai Zhu followed behind, watching Qiu Zhen emitting heat all over his body, faintly feeling a burning sensation, surprised and anxious, not knowing what was happening, and feeling worried.

After all, demon beasts were demon beasts and didn't understand the martial arts of the human race.

If there were human martial masters present, they would probably exclaim in shock immediately.

“Surging blood and qi!”

This was precisely a sign of practicing martial arts to the point of achieving mastery and advancing to become a martial master, the starting point of transforming from the ordinary to the extraordinary.