Chapter 101: Boundless Heaven and Earth, Tracking Across Ten Thousand Miles

Qingxi opened the system panel with practiced ease, joyfully checking the newly received message.

[Secret Skill: Boundless Heaven and Earth, Ten-Thousand-Mile Tracking]
[Grade: Bronze]
[Note: A supportive secret skill divided into five levels: Vague, Directional, Pinpoint, Subtle, and Ten-Thousand-Mile Tracking. Simply sniff the scent first, then shout "Boundless Heaven and Earth, Ten-Thousand-Mile Tracking" to begin the search.]
[Deduction requires: 1,896 strands of Water Origin, 1,305 strands of Wood Origin, and 693 strands of Earth Origin. Complete mastery requires: 1,500 strands of Origin (with an additional 500 strands of Water Origin).]

After reading this information, Qingxi's face filled with disdain. He thought to himself, "Isn't this the signature skill of the Howling Celestial Hound? Even if I were to jump off the Dragon-Horse's back and search for the outworld demons blindfolded, I would never learn this."

The assistant teased, "Host, this is currently the only tracking secret skill that has reached the Bronze Grade. Although the verbal formula is a bit strange, the effect is absolutely excellent."

"I refuse."

Qingxi ignored the system.

He began to search aimlessly through the mountain forests, but by the time night fell, he had found nothing but a single wild rabbit.

"Cheeky Assistant, deduce and master that tracking skill for me."

Qingxi figured that a great man must be adaptable—what was wrong with learning a slightly bizarre secret skill?

"Please explicitly state the name of the secret skill, Host."

Qingxi said helplessly, "Bronze Secret Skill: *Boundless Heaven and Earth, Ten-Thousand-Mile Tracking*."

"Ding! Deducting... Deduction complete! Activating Targeted Epiphany... Congratulations, Host, you have completely mastered this secret skill."

As the system's notification faded, Qingxi found a new tracking skill engraved in his mind. The execution, the verbal formula, and the key principles were all deeply ingrained, known like the back of his hand.

With a sigh of resignation, Qingxi retrieved a demon's crystal core, took a deep sniff, and said with a look of utter disdain and helplessness, "Boundless Heaven and Earth, Ten-Thousand-Mile Tracking!"

The moment the words left his mouth, his eyes narrowed. He sharply sensed the auras of five demons fifty miles away to his front-right.

Although the skill was named "Ten-Thousand-Mile Tracking," in reality, it could only track things within a hundred-mile radius. Qingxi could not help but curse the system in his heart for being a dishonest merchant, passing off inferior goods as premium ones.

The Dragon-Horse and the Little Vajra Ape stared at Qingxi in astonishment, feeling that his behavior just now was rather bizarre.

"Master, why are you copying the actions of a stray mutt?" the Dragon-Horse asked bluntly.

Qingxi glared at it fiercely and said, "What do you know? That is the Imperial Hound of Huaxia, a divine beast with god-level lineage capable of tracking across ten thousand miles. Now look at you—you're nothing but a coward."

"It sounds amazing, but why does Master want to copy a st—the Imperial Hound of Huaxia?" The Dragon-Horse had no idea it was dancing on the edge of a death wish.

Qingxi's eyes narrowed, and his fists clenched, his knuckles popping with a sharp crack.

A moment later, with a massive bump swelling on its head, the Dragon-Horse carried Qingxi toward the designated direction, looking utterly aggrieved. It ran with incredible speed, arriving at the destination in no time.

This was a medium-sized city with a population of two hundred thousand. The City Lord possessed a mid-stage Innate Realm cultivation, and four other Innate Realm experts stood behind him.

They stared at the six outworld demons before the city gates with resolve, prepared to face death. The long sabers in their hands hummed and clanged, as if echoing their masters' battle intent and determination.

Among these six outworld demons, one was at the late-stage Innate Realm, one was at the mid-stage, and the rest were at the early-stage.

They did not attack the city immediately, but seemed to be preparing something. The tension between the two sides was palpable, like fire and water.

The rain suddenly stopped.

The late-stage Innate outworld demon roared, "Charge!"

At his command, the six outworld demons roared, unleashing their vast, overwhelming auras. They leapt forward like tigers unleashed from a cage, striking terror into the hearts of the onlookers.

The defenders on the city wall felt a crushing pressure. However, a streak of crimson light flashed past, and the leading late-stage Innate demon was struck in the head by an arrow, pinning him to the ground.

His eyes bulged with rage as he died in bitter resentment.

The other demons were horrified. Sensing a terrifying aura rapidly approaching, they instinctively erupted with blinding blue light, forming protective barriers over their bodies.

But with a sharp crack, a Blazing Sun Arrow pierced through the shield, taking down the second demon, who was at the mid-stage Innate Realm.

The remaining demons scattered in panic, fleeing in all directions.

However, the Blazing Sun Arrows, possessing extreme speed and immense penetrating power, streaked through the sky one after another, pinning the remaining demons to the ground as their life force ebbed away.

The defenders on the wall stood with their blades raised, staring blankly at the scene. They had expected a grueling battle of defense, but in the blink of an eye, the demons were all dead.

A sudden silence fell over the area, and the atmosphere became rather peculiar.

While everyone stood frozen on the city wall, a small horse with a large bump on its head trotted up to the city gates, carrying a handsome youth dressed in a white robe.

Right before their eyes, the youth collected all the outworld demons' corpses, then trotted off into the distance as if no one else were there, quickly vanishing into the dark night.

The defenders on the wall looked at one another in disbelief. Had they not confronted the outworld demons for so long and known it was real, they would have thought their eyes were playing tricks on them.

"Do you know who that was?"

"No idea!"

"In our Eastern Region, there doesn't seem to be such an incredible archer."

"Could he be an expert from the Central Region?"

The Innate Realm experts erupted into a flurry of excited discussion.

In the distance, under the moonlit sky, Qingxi tilted his head up at a forty-five-degree angle and sighed. "Ah, doing a good deed without leaving a name... feels exactly the same as not doing it at all."

The Dragon-Horse was about to make a sarcastic remark, but remembering the unswollen bump on its head, it wisely shut its mouth.

Only the system assistant spoke up, saying, "Based on my understanding of the Host, you only wanted to hunt the outworld demons to accumulate Five Elements Origin and blood vitality."

"Can't you just let me enjoy my moment?" Qingxi pouted, displeased by the assistant's habit of pulling the rug out from under him.

Ten minutes later, in a desolate forest.

Over a dozen people wearing the robes of the Lingyuan Sect were sitting cross-legged on the ground. In their midst sat an injured Innate Realm elder. He was shivering and constantly gasping in pain, clearly severely wounded. The surrounding disciples anxiously offered him healing pills.

Suddenly, a roar that could shatter stone echoed through the air. A three-meter-tall outworld demon pushed aside the trees, revealing a sinister, cruel grin to the group.

The disciples turned pale with fright. The Innate Realm elder stopped gasping, resolutely drawing his Profound-grade Cold-Glint Sword, prepared to fight to the death.

*Swish!*

The outworld demon's head was pierced by a crimson arrow. Under everyone's dumbfounded gazes, the massive creature crashed to the ground, dead as could be.

A figure riding a small horse appeared beside the fallen demon and collected the corpse.

"Oh, they're from the same sect."

Qingxi was about to turn around and leave when he noticed the stunned Lingyuan Sect elder and disciples.

Scanning the group, Qingxi realized they had only suffered minor injuries and were in no grave danger, so he rode away.

"Is he that... oh, I forgot his name."

"It's the quasi-prodigy, Qingxi!"

"Isn't he only at the Great Circle of Qi Refinement? How could he shoot and kill an outworld demon comparable to the mid-stage Innate Realm?"

The disciples burst into frantic discussion. Only the elder stared in the direction Qingxi had gone, his eyes filled with profound shock.