Martial Saint with Passives

"This is bait, used to attract Black Beasts. Different Black Beasts require different bait. Black-Horned Sheep, for example, like this smell," Qin Yue said in a low voice.

He then gave it a gentle toss, and the grass cake landed in an open space ahead.

Then Qin Yue signaled for everyone to crouch down and wait quietly.

At the same time, Qin Yue and three of the men took the bows and arrows from their backs.

These four were the archers of the group, responsible for killing prey from a distance.

Before long, four pitch-black sheep, each with two large black horns on its head, walked out from the depths of the forest.

They first looked around, then slowly walked over to the grass cake and sniffed it.

Then, they began to eat.

Just then, Qin Yue and the three men all drew their bows, each tacitly aiming at a different sheep.

SWOOSH—

The sound of arrows piercing the air rang out, and in an instant, the four sheep were struck in their necks and hearts!

They didn’t die immediately. Instead, as if startled, they scattered and fled.

"After them!" With a wave of his hand, Qin Yue and several of the men immediately used their Qinggong to give chase.

Jiang Che hurriedly followed behind Qin Yue.

Seeing that Jiang Che could actually keep up with his pace, Qin Yue was suddenly a little surprised.

’Doesn’t this kid have an Innate Iron Body? How is his Qinggong so proficient?’

Before long, the fleeing Black-Horned Sheep up ahead had lost too much blood. They finally lost their strength and slowed down.

Seeing his chance, Qin Yue lunged forward and swung his blade at a Black-Horned Sheep’s neck, instantly severing its head.

That Black-Horned Sheep finally collapsed.

"Are you wondering how our arrows can kill Stone Skin Realm Black Beasts?" Qin Yue asked with a smile as he dug out the Black Crystal.

"They must be specially made, right?" Jiang Che said.

Qin Yue took off his bow and handed it over.

"Try drawing it."

He smiled at Jiang Che. It took immense strength to draw this bow.

Even he had to struggle to draw it. ’Even if this kid has an Innate Iron Body,’ he thought, ’he won’t be able to bend this Bowstring even a little!’

Jiang Che took the bow and saw that it was extremely heavy. He tried to draw the string and found that he actually had to use seventy percent of his strength to pull it taut.

"Impressive,"

Seeing Jiang Che fully draw the Bowstring with a relaxed expression, Qin Yue’s eyes went wide.

’How does he have so much strength! Could his blade really weigh over two hundred pounds?!’

For a moment, his mind was in a complete jumble.

Jiang Che slowly released the Bowstring, taking care not to dry-fire it.

In his past life, he had played some archery mini-games while visiting tourist spots and remembered someone saying you shouldn’t dry-fire a bow because it could damage it.

He was about to hand the bow back when he noticed Qin Yue staring at him with a dazed look.

"Master Qin?"

Jiang Che called out tentatively.

"Ah, it’s nothing!" Qin Yue quickly replied with an embarrassed smile.

"This bow is certainly heavy. It takes a lot of effort to draw," Jiang Che said with a laugh.

"Mm, it’s alright. It’s heavy for you, but once you reach my Realm... it’s a piece of cake! Haha!"

Qin Yue rubbed his bald head, pretending to be nonchalant. Inside, however, he was thinking, ’What kind of freak is this kid!’

A shiver went down Jiang Che’s spine. ’As expected of Master Qin, the best of hunters. It seems I still have a long way to go!’

The two took the Black Crystal and headed back. However, Jiang Che noticed that Qin Yue’s tone seemed to have changed; it wasn’t as natural as before.

After the group reconvened, they continued the hunt.

It wasn’t long before they encountered a massive black bull grazing on some green grass.

"It’s a Black Beast at the Mid Stage of the Iron Skin Realm!" Qin Yue’s eyes lit up.

Jiang Che’s Spirit sharpened as well.

It was his first time encountering an Iron Skin Realm Black Beast, and he didn’t know what it would be like to fight one.

"This is an Ironhoof Bull. Unlike the Black-Horned Sheep, it won’t run when it sees people. It’ll charge straight ahead! Everyone, together now! Watch out for its horns!" After speaking, Qin Yue drew his blade and rushed forward.

The others also drew their blades and surrounded the Ironhoof Bull.

Seeing that it was surrounded, the Ironhoof Bull grew furious. It snorted jets of air from its nostrils and began to paw at the ground, preparing to ram the person in front of it to death.

It first charged toward the man closest to it.

Just as the Ironhoof Bull was about to reach him, the man instantly sidestepped and swung his blade at its neck.

The sound of metal on metal rang out. A scratch appeared on the Ironhoof Bull’s neck, but the blade hadn’t cut through.

"Iron Skin Realm Black Beasts are different from Martial Artists of the same Realm. Their weakness is that they don’t know any Martial Arts Techniques; they only have one or two moves. But their strength is their hide—it’s incredibly tough, much, much thicker than a Martial Artist’s Iron Skin! Arrows can barely pierce it, which is why we need to go in with our blades!" Qin Yue quickly explained from the side.

The Ironhoof Bull had been struck, and though it wasn’t seriously injured, it was further enraged. It changed direction and charged again.

This time, it charged toward Qin Yue.

Just as the Ironhoof Bull closed in, Qin Yue also sidestepped and brought his blade down on its neck.

This strike instantly sliced a good way in, and the Ironhoof Bull’s neck began to gush blood.

"As expected of Master Qin!"

"A beautiful strike!"

Seeing Qin Yue’s blade draw blood, the men cheered.

Qin Yue looked proud but didn’t forget to explain to Jiang Che:

"We just wear it down like this. Once the Ironhoof Bull loses enough blood, it’ll be finished!"

Jiang Che nodded. He also held his Kunji, preparing to land a strike just as they had.

The Ironhoof Bull charged at several more men, but it missed every time. With several new wounds on its neck, it was now seething with rage.