Chapter 11 The Hunter's Weapon
Time passed day by day, and the weather gradually grew colder. Many animals near the forest hid in their burrows, unwilling to come out. But soul beasts did not have the habit of hibernating; as long as their soul power was sufficient, all four seasons were their active time.
In the Star Dou Great Forest, a towering tree crashed down, startling a flock of birds.
The culprit that caused the tree to collapse groaned in pain as it rampaged through the forest. Although it was covered in wounds, with purplish saliva dripping from its mouth and black blood from its wounds, clearly indicating severe poisoning, no other spirit beasts dared to provoke it. Instead, they fled in terror, fearing being caught in the crossfire.
This spirit beast resembles a wild boar, but it is enormous, with a shoulder height exceeding two meters. Its nose hangs down to the ground like an elephant's trunk, and its two tusks protrude, their graceful curves resembling two curved blades that gleam with a sharp, cold light.
The tusked elephant boar is a rather savage breed of spirit beast, considered a tyrant in the outer reaches of the Star Dou Great Forest. This particular tusked elephant boar, standing over two meters tall at the shoulder, has a cultivation level exceeding a hundred years, making it a thousand-year-old spirit beast.
It was very upset at the moment, and also a little scared.
Something has been following it since this morning, like a ghost, and its path to find food is full of traps.
It looks harmless, but once you step on it, you sink into a hole halfway up your body, with sharp tree stumps stuck in it. Before you can even get up, a log falls from the sky, and there's a net of thorny vines.
No matter where it went, it couldn't escape. And under the corrosive effects of the toxin, the tusked boar's eyes were already blurred, and it could barely see the path under its feet. It was dying and still hadn't found its enemy, so it could only vent its anger indiscriminately on the surrounding environment.
"Time's almost up, meow~"
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A gust of cold wind swept by, carrying away Huo Yuhao's excessively high body temperature.
The Star Dou Great Forest is located in the center of the entire Douluo Continent, and even in winter, the temperature never drops below zero. On the contrary, this temperature makes Huo Yuhao's training even more comfortable.
Six months have passed, and six doses of the mother's pills have been used up. Fortunately, she hasn't had a relapse in the past six months, and she's even thinking of finding some easy odd jobs to supplement the family income.
This idea was met with strong opposition from Huo Yuhao.
The good days have only just begun; what if something unexpected happens while we're out doing business?
Huo Yuhao's current income comes entirely from the corpses of soul beasts hunted by Shan Feng. Although it's not much, it's enough for the two of them to live on.
This small town is called Soul Hunter Town. Almost everyone here relies on the resources of the Star Dou Great Forest for a living, so the carcasses of the soul beasts that Shan Feng hunts naturally have no trouble finding buyers. Whether it's fur, flesh, or even internal organs and bones, there are always people willing to buy them.
Moreover, the most profitable part is not selling the raw materials of soul beasts, but becoming a member of a soul beast hunting team and helping soul masters hunt for soul rings.
Although major powers and sects typically rely on their elders to help them acquire spirit rings, there are always ordinary spirit masters who need spirit rings but lack the necessary connections. Moreover, it is too dangerous for them to hunt for spirit rings alone, which is why spirit beast hunting groups came into being.
A ten-year-old soul beast requires fifty or sixty gold soul coins, while a soul beast over a hundred years old requires over three digits. As for soul beasts over a thousand years old, only one hunting team in Soul Hunter Town can take on this level of task, and the price is estimated based on the specific age and strength of the soul beast, generally around ten thousand gold soul coins.
After Huo Yuhao learned about this, he also thought about helping people hunt for spirit rings to make money. He knew that helping someone hunt a hundred-year-old spirit beast could earn back his mother's medical expenses for ten months.
He had followed Shan Feng as he hunted spirit beasts and could only say that Shan Feng truly deserved the title of Hunting Master. Although Shan Feng's strength was now tied to Huo Yuhao's and they couldn't defeat each other in direct combat, Shan Feng's traps and ambushes left Huo Yuhao, who had watched the whole thing, speechless. The powerful spirit beasts died in the traps before they even understood what was happening.
Therefore, he followed the example of those soul beast hunting groups and hung a sign in front of his house that read "Huo Family Soul Hunting Group, Ten-Year Soul Rings for Only Thirty Gold Soul Coins".
As for why the price of a hundred-year spirit ring wasn't listed, it's because Shanfeng told him that the trap could only hold ten-year spirit beasts, not hundred-year ones. After all, to absorb a spirit ring created by a dying spirit beast, one must be the one who ultimately killed the beast.
A hundred-year-old soul beast has undergone a qualitative change compared to a ten-year-old soul beast, and Shan Feng cannot guarantee that he can consistently control a hundred-year-old soul beast every time.
Even though his price was ten or twenty gold coins cheaper than other soul beast hunting groups, no one came to inquire about it.
When it comes to important matters like acquiring a spirit ring, they still prefer to trust acquaintances. Most of the spirit masters who seek help from spirit beast hunting groups are commoner spirit masters, as they don't have much money to experiment.
When will business start coming in?
Huo Yuhao muttered to himself in frustration, finished the last set of frog jumps, and struggled to stand up, using his hands to relieve the soreness in his leg muscles.
Speaking of which, Shanfeng said he would officially start teaching him how to use hunter's weapons today, but the sun is almost setting and Shanfeng still hasn't returned. Moreover, there hasn't been the usual big meal at noon, and Huo Yuhao is still just eating dried meat for lunch.
If Huo Yuhao hadn't been able to sense that the mountain wind was moving around at an altitude of about two thousand meters, he would have almost thought that the mountain wind was in some kind of danger.
That's right, Huo Yuhao's soul power is now at level three, and Shan Feng's range of activity has expanded again.
Huo Yuhao, who had just finished his training for the day, was about to lie down on the grass to rest when he sensed the mountain wind getting closer and closer to him.
Huo Yuhao roused himself, stood up, and looked into the distance. From the bushes, two long things were approaching him. If he hadn't known that was Shan Feng's location, Huo Yuhao would have thought some kind of soul beast was attacking him.
As they got closer, Huo Yuhao could see clearly what the long, thin object was. Its graceful curves and slightly yellowish-grayish sheen suggested it was the fang of some large creature! There was even blood still remaining at the base of the fang.
With two fangs carried on its shoulders, Shanfeng ran incredibly fast. When it reached Huo Yuhao, it excitedly shouted, "Yuhao, I've finally obtained the perfect material to make a katana, meow! I've had my eye on these two fangs for a month now, meow!"
A katana? What's that?
Huo Yuhao seemed to have realized something. Could it be that the hunter's weapon that Shan Feng mentioned was to be made from these two fangs?
Don't be ridiculous, those fangs are nearly two meters long, taller than him! Even if they were made into weapons, how would he use them?
"Mountain Wind, look at my height, are you sure you want to use such a big weapon?"
Yama-kaze placed the two fangs aside, clapped his hands, and put his hands on his hips, saying, "How can you hunt prey that's several times, or even dozens of times, larger than you with such a small weapon? The katana is actually a fairly average-sized weapon among hunters, meow~"
"However, I only learned katana techniques at the Hunter Academy, so I can only teach you how to use a katana, meow~"
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