Li Wei sent the Wu disciples to their new cultivator caves.
The caves dwellings for males and females were separated. The cave dwellings for male disciples were on the slope of a mountain on the east side of Outer Hall's main peak, while the cave dwellings for female disciples were on the slope of a mountain on the west.
Wu Feng entered his cave dwelling. From here on out he will live far apart from his family for the first time.
Looking back, it was just yesterday that he still lived like a prince in the Wu mansion. Now he was no different from other cultivators.
He took a deep breath, feeling a bit melancholic.
"A pilgrim, huh... I am still very young, not some old man with a white beard."
The interior of the cave was not big. There were only rooms for sleeping, cultivation, alchemy, and restroom.
There were not much furniture. Only a jade bed, some tables, and chairs. There was also a bookshelf in the bedroom.
Wu Feng knocked his hand on the jade bed.
"So hard! They wanted me to sleep using this? Phew, I might turn into a rock before I knew it."
The vagrant cultivators will spit blood to drown him in envy if they heard him.
The jade bed was carved from a precious Silk Dew jade.
Like its name, it can change temperature like silk. Warm when the weather is cold, cool when the weather is hot.
It was like a refreshing dew in the morning. It nourishes cultivator's meridian even when the cultivator is sleeping. The jade also quickens the recovery from fatigue and injury.
The Silk Dew jade bed is even useful for Foundation Establishment cultivator.
Only Pilgrim Mountain Sect would be so extravagant to distribute such treasures to low level Qi Condensation disciples.
Wi Feng decided to cultivate with the Art of Breathing method before he went to sleep. It was already a daily habit for him.
When he opened the door of his cave the next day morning, he saw Wu Yong climbing the mountain path leading to his cave.
Wu Yong broke into a jog when he spotted Wu Feng. He beamed with a wide smile.
"Ah Feng, you woke up early."
"You also. What do you want looking for me so early? Got bored?"
"Hehe, brother Feng really knows me the best. My body is aching all over if I do not fight for a few days. Let's spar."
"Get lost!" Wu Feng slammed the door.
"Ah, wait, wait! No need to spar then. Let's just take a look around."
Wu Yong was banging the door.
Wu Feng opened the door a little.
"If you want to spar just look for demoness."
Wu Yong stood awkwardly.
After a while he replied with a dignified tone.
"A real man did not fight with woman."
This time Wu Feng walked out then put a hand on top of Wu Yong's shoulder.
"It is alright. I know that a year ago she threw you to a Demon Sting bee's nest to take its honey. You cried and did not come out from your house for a month claiming that you were in secluded cultivation.
Don't worry, no else knew about this."
Wu Yong can feel his face burned. Then his chest burned.
He roared, "let's spar!"
But Wu Feng acted like he did not hear him.
He took his hand off of Wu Yong's shoulder. He looked up at the sky and said, "the weather is nice today. Where do you want to go?"
Then he added in a gentle voice, "it's alright, no one else knew."
Wu Yong swallowed his anger and forced out a smile. He slapped his hand hard on Wu Feng's back, causing the latter to grimace.
"Let's go. I heard there were low level spirit beasts in the forest nearby."
The two brothers walked together descending the mountain slope. On the way they did not forget to pick Wu Leng Jing up.
They greeted outer hall disciples they met on the way down.
After learning the intention of the Wu brothers, there were three more disciples that joined their group.
"The spirit beasts in the periphery of that forest are only the lowest level of Qi Condensation. Even though we are only at third level, we can still kill fourth level spirit beasts. We might even be able to kill a fifth level spirit beast if attack together. Even if a sixth level Qi Condensation spirit beast appears, we can still escape easily." Someone called Zhang He said.
"Right, I heard from the seniors that the spirit beasts there are easy prey." Yang Xiu chimed in.
"Good. This time we'll fight plenty and eat plenty." Wu Yong rubbed his hand with great spirit.
"Hahaha, brother Yong is truly valiant." Zhang He praised from the side.
"Well said, fight plenty, eat plenty." Ren Guang laughed. He was the only disciple in the group that was formerly a vagrant cultivator.
As a vagrant cultivator, fighting and hunting is everyday life. He was also older by one year from the others because cultivating is not easy for a loose cultivator.
After walking for an hour, they arrived at the border of the forest.
"Alright, we must maintain silent from now on."
As the oldest and the one with the most experience, the role of leader was given unanimously to Ren Guang.
"Use divine sense to transmit message. Watch your step and wind direction to cover our presence."
The group members transmitted messages to express agreement.
The Wu brothers used Wu Clan Shadow Step to the amazement of the others. Clearly it was an exceptional movement technique.
Ren Guang, Zhang He, and Yang Xiu also employed their respective movement technique.
Even though Ren Guang's movement technique is not as exceptional as the others, he was clearly more proficient than the others.
But Ren Guang was given a surprise by Wu Feng's proficiency that is not far lower than him.
They were fleeting in and out of the shadows and tree branches without alerting the animals in the forests.
Wu Feng used the opportunity to observe Ren Guang's movement. He sighed inwardly.
"Vagrant cultivator is really different. Their techniques are not much, but they were polished like fine jade."
Suddenly Ren Guang transmitted a message.
"Stop. There is a movement two hundred meters ahead."
Siu, siu.
They stopped behind a tree or bushes. They looked ahead.
A moment later, a grey wolf appeared. It sniffed around before turning around a big tree.
Ren Guang silently shoots two arrows in succession from atop a tree branch towards the wolf's back. The bow did not let out a sound at all because he suppressed the string's vibration with his qi.
The grey wolf staggered for a bit before falling down. It could not even let out a howl before it died.
The Wu brothers and the other two disciples have various feelings witnessing such scene.
Wu Feng watched in shock. "It died just like that?" Involuntarily he imagined being in the wolf's place. He shivered and felt a chill run down his spine.
He always thought that cultivator's fight is full of glory. Life and death battle exchanging various techniques.
Now he felt like he had taken a glimpse of reality for the first time in his life.
He exchanged looks with Wu Leng Jing that hid beside him behind the same bush. They can watch the horror in each other's eyes.
It was a third level Qi Condensation spirit beast! Yet it was killed just like that. The most frightening part is the animals in the forest were not alarmed, seemingly did not aware of what had happened.
Did it mean that many cultivators also ended up with such fate at some unknown corners in the world?
The Wu brothers never fought with spirit beasts before. They only listened to stories about them from seniors in the clan. The forest near Wu Clan mansion was already cleared from spirit beasts.
Ren Guang climbed down swiftly then collected the wolf's corpse into his qiankun pouch in a practiced manner.
"Let's move before it's pack noticed it's disappearance."
The group acknowledged then moved to another area ten kilometers away, but they still did not go deeper into the forest.
They already met a third level Qi Condensation spirit beast, so they decided to set the current perimeter as the border of their hunting activities.
Crouching behind a bush, Wu Leng Jing looked up to see Ren Guang on top of a tree branch. After deliberating for a moment, he transmitted a message, "did you learn hunting from your master?"
"No. My father taught me. I did not have a master." Ren Guang was sensing the aura around but he still has the leisure to answer.
The group transmitting messages with a special technique so everyone can hear the others.
"Is he a hunter?" Wu Feng asked.
"No, but he is a great archer. I have learned how to hunt since I was six. We traveled a lot, and most of our time was spent in the forest, looking for spirit beasts or medicinal plants."
The others got silent. The life of vagrant cultivator is hard. They have to search for their own cultivation resources.
And when they wanted a pill, even if they can procure the ingredients they still have to seek the service of an alchemist. Sometimes their efforts were wasted when the pill concoction failed.
Suddenly there was a roar from the forest.