Chapter 29

Chapter 29: Destroy the Wolf Head Mercenary Group!**

As the pain in his body subsided, Xiao Ning picked up the black scroll, only to discover that all the characters and the eagle-wing illustration had disappeared.

Curious, he inspected the now-blank scroll.

Then, he suddenly took off his clothes and retrieved a crystal mirror from his ring.

Using the reflected light, Xiao Ning noticed something unusual on his back: a pair of palm-sized black eagle wing tattoos had appeared.

"Is this the Ziyun Eagle Wing?" Xiao Ning muttered in surprise.

He willed the dou qi within his body to flow through the two small channels of energy and into the tattoos on his back.

As the dou qi poured in, the dark tattoos emitted a faint purple glow, eventually transforming into actual wings.

The black eagle wings expanded from the size of a palm to about half a foot.

Intrigued by the purple-striped wings, Xiao Ning controlled them, giving them a slight flap.

He felt a small amount of buoyancy beneath him, but it wasn't nearly enough to lift him off the ground.

Clearly, making the Ziyun Wing fly would require a substantial amount of qi.

With his current strength, Xiao Ning could only hope to achieve low-altitude gliding with these wings.

However, with his ten Dou Qi cyclones and ample Dou Qi reserves, he could likely glide for a considerable distance.

Once he stopped channeling his fighting spirit, the eagle wings reattached themselves to his back, returning to their tattoo form.

Stretching slowly, Xiao Ning stored the now-blank scroll away.

After a moment of thought, he took out a blue scroll from his ring and opened it.

"Xuan-level advanced fighting skill: Mad Lion's Roar."

'Upon reaching the appropriate level of mastery, you can use the Wild Lion's Roar to fuse your physical blood power with your dou qi, condensing the Blood-Wrath Lion, you can use Blood-Wrath to break through attacks or retreat with the Lion's Roar for protection.

This is a body-strengthening fighting skill that integrates offense and defense.'

'Only those with strong physiques can practice this skill.

The stronger the body, the stronger the Blood-Wrath.'

Xiao Ning's eyes lit up. This was a rare body-strengthening fighting skill that combined offense and defense.

Among the many types of fighting skills, the most precious were flying skills, followed by body-strengthening skills.

Body-strengthening skills were more valuable than ordinary attack skills.

The Bajibeng technique that Xiao Yan practiced was also a body-strengthening skill, requiring a certain level of physical strength to practice it.

For Xiao Ning, body-strengthening skills were the most suitable.

"With my current physical strength, I'm strong enough to practice earth-level fighting skills. Mastering this Xuan-level advanced skill shouldn't be too difficult."

A confident smile appeared on Xiao Ning's lips as he immediately began practicing the Mad Lion's Roar.

Three days passed quickly.

"You're leaving?" The Little Medical Fairy asked, worry evident in her voice.

"Mu She's son is dead.

He's probably going crazy and search everywhere for us,If you go out now, aren't you good as dead?"

"You're mistaken."

"I'm going to reunite them as father and son!" Xiao Ning retorted, feeling that the woman in front of him underestimated his strength.

Hadn't he demonstrated enough power when he killed Mu Li?

The Little Medical Fairy had indeed witnessed Xiao Ning's formidable power, but she had never seen the strength of someone at the Dou Shi realm firsthand.

She had only heard tales of how domineering and ruthless Mu She, the leader of the Wolf Head Mercenary Group, was.

The stories alone were enough to frighten her.

"Take this, it might be useful," the Little Medical Fairy said, handing him a jade bottle.

Knowing what it contained, Xiao Ning accepted it, thanked her casually, and walked out of the valley.

"Shall I ask Xiaolan to escort you?" she offered.

"No need," Xiao Ning replied, waving his hand.

He found a high vantage point outside the valley and used the Purple Cloud Wing to glide away.

***

At the Wolf Head Mercenary Group Camp, Mu She's mood was dark as he roared at his subordinates.

"Useless! All of you are useless! It's been three days, and you still haven't found anything!"

The thought of his only son's brutal death filled Mu She with a burning desire to slaughter everyone in sight.

The high-ranking mercenaries in the camp were terrified, too afraid to speak.

Suddenly, a bloodied mercenary burst into the camp, his voice trembling with fear.

"Captain, it's bad! There's a powerful enemy outside! The brothers can't hold them off!"

"How audacious!" Mu She's eyes flashed with a cold light.

His pent-up anger found a target.

Whoever dared to provoke the Wolf Head Mercenary Group would be torn to shreds.

"Brothers, follow me! Let's kill this intruder!" Mu She commanded as he prepared to leave the tent.

"No need. I'm already here."

A body flew through the air and crashed into the camp gate, landing at Mu She's feet.

Xiao Ning strode confidently into the camp, the screams of dying mercenaries echoing behind him as the members of the Wolf Head Mercenary Group fell one by one.

"Who are you? Why are you killing my brothers? Is this some sort of misunderstanding?" Mu She asked, fear flashing in his eyes as his anger gave way to caution.

The strength Xiao Ning displayed made him reconsider his approach.

"There's no misunderstanding,I killed your son.

I'm just here to reunite you with him," Xiao Ning replied coldly, his voice dripping with murderous intent.

To unlock the next inheritance star, Xiao Ning needed a large number of souls.

Since the Wolf Head Mercenary Group had delivered themselves to death's door, he saw it as his duty to fulfill their wish.

They had terrorized Qingshan Town for years, committing countless atrocities.

His actions would be a service to the people.

"You!" Mu She's eyes turned red with fury.

The pain of losing his son was unbearable, and his hatred for Xiao Ning reached its peak.

"Brothers, kill him!" Mu She bellowed.

At his command, the remaining mercenaries charged at Xiao Ning with their blades drawn.

"People these days are so eager to die," Xiao Ning chuckled.

He summoned the nine-leaf sword grass in his palm, its light glowing ominously.

In the next instant, terrifying sword energy swept through the camp.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Screams filled the air as the mercenaries were slaughtered one by one.

Moments later, the camp fell silent.

The only sound was the wind blowing through the now-empty camp.

Mu She's eyes remained open in death, a look of unwillingness frozen on his face.

Xiao Ning took the ring from Mu She's hand and then calmly walked out of the camp, leaving destruction in his wake.