Chapter 73
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On the slope of Chihu Village, a team of dragon shepherds landed on the withered grassland on the back of a pseudo-dragon.
One of them was on the ground. He was riding a Dragon Hound. Its entire body was emitting a scorching aura. While it was running, hot lava would drip from its fur, leaving a trail of burning marks along the way.
"Come down," said the young man of the Nan Family riding the Dragon Hound.
"Isn't there a huge pack of wolf beasts here? Why are we following their auras all the way here?" asked Nan Ye in confusion.
"Someone has killed them all, take a look for yourself," said the young man of the Nan Family.
Only then did the disciples of the Nan Family descend from the sky. There was a huge pit in the middle of a patch of weeds. Many corpses were buried in the pit. At a glance, there were about twenty to thirty corpses, not to mention some that were even deeper in the mud.
Nan Ye was quite surprised. They were the first to arrive at White Tea Town. Moreover, they had chased after the largest pack of demon wolves. They should have been able to obtain a large number of credits in one go. Who would have thought that this pack of demon wolves would all be killed and casually abandoned in the Long Slope Pit?
"The souls are gone, and the corpses are broken into pieces. They are no different from the remains of ordinary beasts. It was a one-sided battle. Is there anyone in our school that strong? I don't think even a Dragon General could do something like that," said the young man riding the Dragon Hound.
"There seems to be a village at the bottom of the slope, let's go ask around," said a long-haired woman of the Nan Family.
"Damn it, we ended up empty-handed. If we return to White Tea Town now, Jin Minjun's team would have already taken the lead!"
"Let's go to the village and get some clean water. We can't afford to lose to the Li Clan and the Duan Clan again this year!" said the young man riding the Dragon Hound.
"We might be lagging behind the others since we didn't find anything this time. I think we can try looking for traces of a demon soul. If we can hunt one down, our ranking will be secured," said the long-haired woman of the Nan Family.
"Sure, we'll look for a demon soul. If we can't handle it, we'll inform Nan Lingsha in the Red Lotus City right away. She'll slay the demon soul, and we'll get half of the Academic Credits."
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The Pond Mountain Posthouse was a traveler's inn 20 miles away from White Tea Town. There were a total of three inns and a peddler's shop.
This location was actually the meeting point of all the towns. Every five days, peddlers, farmers, woodcutters, hunters, and tea farmers from all the towns would gather here.
Fortunately, the relay station was not attacked during a market day. Otherwise, the death toll would have increased by several times, reaching hundreds of people.
Zhu Minglang and the others had already given up on the clues of the Demon Wolves' crime. This was because the Nan Family had already locked onto the direction that the Demon Wolves had escaped in. They had already chased after them before they arrived.
The biggest group of monsters they could find now were those human-faced rats, which were also the group of monsters that liked to eat internal organs that attacked from the inn to White Tea Town at night!
Zheng Yu's soldiers were also at the post where the blood had dried up. They were looking for the bandits who had taken advantage of the opportunity to cause trouble under the banner of searching for the Trolls.
They seemed to have found some clues. Zheng Yu had already set off for the hills. Zhu Minglang and Jin Minjun searched around the posthouse and found some unusual bloodstains.
"This isn't human blood. A hunter must have injured one of the human-faced rats with a knife," Jin Minjun pointed at the bloodstains and said seriously.
Zhu Minglang carefully examined the bloodstains, but he could not tell the difference between the rat's blood and human's blood.
Perhaps it was because Jin Minjun paid attention to recognizing bloodstains. He could see things that others could not through his Eye of Spiritual Force.
Zhu Minglang's Eye of Spiritual Force was sensitive to the presence of Demon Beasts, but only if the blood was left behind not too long ago. It was not easy to find blood that had been left behind for quite some time.
The injured human-faced rat became the key to their search for the nest. Zhu Minglang realized that the team that he was in was quite powerful …
As he thought, the real Master Dragon Shepard was different from the salted fish in his courtyard.
The team followed the bloodstains and went into the mountains. They did not let their dragons go with them, as they did not want to startle the alert human-faced rats. Only Chu Yanyan's Wind Bell Dragon was searching for the presence of Demon Beasts ahead.
The Wind Bell Dragon was very small, around the size of a peacock. Its presence was as weak as an ordinary bird, so they did not have to worry about it being discovered by the human-faced rats.
Its cry was as pleasant as the chime of a bell. The Wind Bell Dragon danced elegantly in the wind. Whenever the team was lost, the Wind Bell Dragon would point out a clearer path for them. The missing footprints and bloodstains would reappear in their sight.
"Eeeee ~"
The Sacred Wood Azure Dragon requested to come out for some fresh air. Zhu Minglang gave it a thought. It had just reached its infancy, and its presence was still very weak. It was indeed suitable for it to come out for some exercise.
Little Qing Zhuo was fond of nature. This kind of forest could grant it greater strength.
Little Qing Zhuo seemed to like the Wind Bell Dragon, too. It beat its stiff wings and followed behind the Wind Bell Dragon's beautiful tail to learn how to fly.
"Is that a wooden dragon?" Lu Xiaoyao asked.
Among the five female students, Lu Xiaoyao was the best at dressing herself up. Along the way, as long as she had the time, she would touch up her makeup to maintain her red lips and beautiful eyebrows.
"Maybe it's a rotten wood dragon. You can't carve rotten wood, haha!"
(Cough cough), the Sacred Wood Azure Dragon was being mocked as a rotten wood dragon. Zhu Minglang had no idea how to explain his little Qing Zhuo.
"Hurry up and put it away when we stumble into a human-faced rat. It would be a pity if the young dragon died," Chu Yanyan said.
A young dragon was very expensive in the Ancestral Dragon City State. If it had a high bloodline and potential, it would be sold at an exaggerated price. Everyone could tell that Zhu Minglang's azure dragon was extraordinary. They just didn't say it out loud.
Zhu Minglang nodded. This little guy had just experienced a life and death calamity. It was different from other young dragons that weren't afraid of tigers. It wouldn't be reckless.
Just as he was thinking this, the little Qing Zhuo suddenly disappeared from his sight. Zhu Minglang looked at the Wind Bell Dragon and realized it wasn't behind it.
Hastily using his soul perception, Zhu Minglang tried to find the little Qing Zhuo in the forest. However, he sensed that it was around him.
"Eeeee ~!"
Under a drooping canopy of leaves, the little Qing Zhuo flapped its wings and maintained a hovering state. Its cute vertical pupils were looking at Zhu Minglang. Its little face revealed a crafty expression.
Zhu Minglang looked carefully and realized that the Divine Wood Azure Holy Dragon had a natural affinity. The feathers and scales on its body could change color. When it got close to the yellowish-green leaves, its feathers were exactly the same as the leaves!
This little guy was showing off its skills. However, this ability was very special. It could completely merge with its surroundings.
A life-saving ability … it was good to cherish one's life. Zhu Minglang liked this ability that could last until the end of time.
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