Da Xuan Martial Saint

Chapter 1070: Chapter 529: Time Reincarnation (Part 2)

Chen Mu sat on the Qing Shi in front of the door until dusk, but he didn’t gain any more Inspiration regarding the Time Dao.

He felt hunger in his belly.

He finally opened his eyes slowly.

"Oh well, take it slowly."

Based on his previous Experience, no matter how long he stays in this world, it should only be a moment when he returns, so he has endless time here to comprehend Time and doesn’t need to be too anxious.

Since the System panel has placed him in such a world, it must have its unique purpose.

This day.

Chen Mu, as an outsider, comfortably settled down on Qingcheng Mountain as a hunter.

Every day from dawn till dusk, he watched the Taiyin rise in the east and set in the west, trying to feel the changes of Time, but the gains were scant.

Half a month later.

The stored food was nearly gone.

To avoid starving to death, Chen Mu finally picked up the simple Longbow and the Iron Fork, ready to go hunting in the mountains.

After making the remaining food into simple pancakes and bringing them with him, Chen Mu strapped on the Longbow, carried the Iron Fork, and went into the mountains.

The mountain was silent, with occasional winds rustling the leaves, the distance seemingly filled with ghosts’ shadows, sometimes startling something away, but everything fell calmly into Chen Mu’s eyes.

Though he had a weak mundane body and couldn’t use any Transcendent power, he was ultimately a Martial Saint of Da Xuan!

With just the Iron Fork in his hand, wolves, insects, tigers, and leopards were nothing to him unless they were Demons of a certain level, which might pose a slight threat, but regular First or Second Rank Demons were nothing in his eyes.

Since the Heaven and Earth Rules functioned in this world to limit the birth of the Transcendent, there likely wouldn’t be many Demons.

Heading deeper into the forest.

Before long.

Chen Mu slowed his steps, spotting a gray rabbit crouched among the gray defeated leaves.

He gently took down the simple Longbow from his back, pulled a sharpened wooden arrow from his pocket, nocked the arrow, and shot at the gray rabbit!

Whoosh!

The simple arrow drew an arc and precisely pierced the rabbit’s head, killing it instantly!

Chen Mu watched this calmly, putting away the Longbow.

He didn’t even need to look to know the arrow would hit. He was, after all, a Supreme Martial Saint; even without Transcendent power now, his skill in controlling force was at the pinnacle of mundane existence.

Chen Mu strode into the forest, quickly reaching the rabbit’s side, picking it up and weighing it slightly before putting it in his bag.

But just then, his ears twitched slightly, sensing a foul wind approaching, and without thinking, he lunged forward, rolling to avoid the sudden attack.

Looking back.

He saw a colorful beast, not a tiger, but a leopard!

This leopard moved extremely swiftly; failing the first pounce, it immediately lunged again, aiming a bite at Chen Mu’s neck, locking on Chen Mu’s vital spot, showing its ferocity!

Yet, facing the leopard’s pounce, Chen Mu, who had just rolled to dodge, was not panicked at all. While rolling, he had already lifted the Iron Fork, now raising and stabbing it upwards.

Whoosh!

The poor-quality Iron Fork, under his thrust and stab, pierced directly into the leopard’s chest!

At the same time, Chen Mu stood up straight, using the Iron Fork to hold the leopard’s body, then forcibly pushed it forward.

"Roar!"

The leopard snarled and roared in pain, its body immediately pushed away by Chen Mu, flipping upon landing and disappearing into the forest, attempting to flee.

But Chen Mu’s stabbing had precisely pierced its chest and vital spot; its escape was merely a final struggle. Indeed, after a few steps of fleeing, it collapsed to the ground, its limbs twitching.

Shaking his head,

Chen Mu picked up the Iron Fork and walked over, looking at the gradually dying leopard. He took out a fairly sharp dagger and began cutting the leopard’s body, peeling off a complete leopard skin.

Though he had been living in the mountains, he had previously seen the distant scene while walking up, vaguely noticing a town among the distant mountains. A complete leopard skin must be worth some money, which could be exchanged for some food.

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"Yo, it’s Brother Qiu! Did you catch a good prey? Let me see, wow, such a fine leopard skin. This leopard must have been large, right? Brother Qiu could take it down alone; that’s impressive."

"That’s right, in these dozens of miles, speaking of hunters, Brother Qiu is among the best."

"Brother Qiu, you’re not young anymore; next time, I’ll find someone to talk about a match for you, get you a wife? With your hunting skills, learned from your father, don’t let it go unpassed."

Chen Mu arrived at a town about ten miles from his residence.

It seemed everyone in town knew him.

From their words, he learned that the hunter was named Qiu Mu, quite famous nearby, known for being among the few solitary hunters. Generally, in Qingcheng Mountain, hunters dared to delve deeper in groups of two or three.

After all, the mountain had not only wolves and leopards but also ferocious tigers and insects, which were not something ordinary hunters could handle alone, no matter how experienced two or three hunters together could still face danger if not careful.