Chapter 37: Revenge Never Waits
It seems that this is the only way?
Forbearance a moment, calm, take a step back, a brighter future.
Through "The Art of Spirit Parasitism", Feng Qing'an placed his perspective on Heishan and could empathize with him. He naturally knew how terrifying the tiger was.
When slaughtering those ordinary mountain wolves, if they were touched they would die, and if they were brushed they would be seriously injured. Even the Black Mountain, which had transformed into a demon, would be knocked away the moment it came into contact with them. It could be said that it had no power to resist at all.
This is true for Heishan, a monster. Not to mention Feng Qingan, who had gained some of Heishan's power. He had no way to deal with the evil tiger.
“…”
Feng Qing'an squatted down silently and placed his palm on Heishan's abdomen, which was already wet with blood. A faint spiritual light lit up on his palm. In his vision, endless spiritual energy roared and, under his guidance, penetrated into Heishan's body.
“Ouch~”
Under the nourishment of spiritual energy, Heishan's breathing went from weak to strong. The wolfhound, which had fainted from the pain from running all the way home, slowly woke up, and drops of liquid, not sure whether it was blood or tears, fell from the corners of its eyes.
"Have a good sleep! When the sun rises tomorrow, everything will be over."
Feng Qing'an felt Heishan's sadness and reluctance, and could only comfort him in this way.
"Woo~"
Heishan's head rested on the ground, and he let out a low whimper, like the howl of a defeated dog.
Feng Qing'an felt uncomfortable listening to Heishan's howling, but he did not stop it.
Because he knew how uncomfortable Heishan was feeling at the moment, he withdrew his hand from Heishan's body. At this moment, its body's ability to bear spiritual power had reached a limit, and too much was as bad as too little.
Feng Qingan stood up, looked up at the bright moon and stars, his heart was filled with frustration and anger, but he could only suppress it.
"A real man should plan before he acts. When in adversity, he should be humble and keep his place, waiting for the right time!"
"It is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge."
Whether in terms of potential or combat power, Montenegro lags behind the white-browed tiger in all aspects.
But this is only temporary. Heishan is only half a year old now. As long as he calmly helps Heishan improve his potential and train his combat power, sooner or later, Heishan will be able to tear the tiger monster apart alive.
Comforting himself in this way, Feng Qing'an turned around and went back to the room. Heishan's life breath had stabilized. He didn't want to see Heishan's decadent look again. It was uncomfortable and upsetting to watch.
The tiger demon that suddenly attacked from the deep mountains was a heavy blow to both Feng Qingan and Heishan.
A month's hard work and achievements were destroyed by brutality and violence. Feng Qing'an didn't even know why the tiger demon suddenly attacked Black Mountain.
However, among the monsters, there seems to be no need to discuss why. It is just the law of the jungle. What else is there to delve into? Just like people don't discuss why they slaughter livestock. There is no reason . They just want to eat.
Feng Qing'an returned to the room, lay on the bed, closed his eyes, tossed and turned, but couldn't fall asleep.
If you endure for a moment, you will get angrier. If you take a step back, you will suffer more.
Feng Qing'an rolled up the quilt and turned over, but still couldn't fall asleep. He opened his eyes and sat up. Just when he was about to find something to vent his emotions, or even practice, his eyes froze.
There was no candle lit, only moonlight shining through the window in the room, with thin golden lights flickering faintly. There was a bookshelf in his room, and on the bookshelf were the sages' classics that his eldest brother had copied from memory.
Feng Qing'an rubbed his eyes. The light was still shining in the darkness. His breathing suddenly became heavy. This time, he did not use the "Spirit Parasitism Technique" but saw it with his own eyes.
Righteous and upright!
Although it is not as brilliant and grand as the righteous spirit in Heishan's eyes, it also means that Feng Qing'an can now perceive and notice things that mortal bodies cannot see.
But this is not the most important thing. If he thinks about it for a while, he will know the source of this change in himself . It is nothing more than the "Spirit Gathering and Soul Nourishing Technique" that he changed and started to practice for a month.
This would be something to be happy about on a normal day , but it was not worth his attention tonight. He had more important things to do.
Feng Qing'an searched his room and soon found the book bag thrown on the table. The bulging bag was filled with the books he would need in school.
However, these books recording the words of saints did not reveal any vision to his eyes. In the darkness, they were far inferior to the "collection books" he placed on the bookshelf.
So Feng Qing'an opened his book bag and shook out all the books inside.
Then, he looked up outside the house. In order not to disturb his parents' sleep, Feng Qingan called out to Heishan through the soul contract.
"If you want revenge, come in quickly. I'll equip you with six divine equipment. Zhuo, if you can't kill that big bug tonight, my word wind will be written backwards."
Heishan, who was lying in the yard with a dull look in his eyes and crying, suddenly stood up.
Although it couldn't figure out how its owner could help it defeat the tiger, out of instinctive trust, Heishan chose to believe, so it rushed into the room like a gust of wind.
As soon as he entered the room, Heishan saw that Feng Qing'an had an arrogant and complacent smile on his face, holding a book bag in one hand, and with the other hand he kept stuffing the books that were shining brightly from the bookshelf into the room.
Even though Heishan was feeling sad at this moment, he was stunned by Feng Qing'an's actions.
"What are you standing there for? Come here!"
Feng Qing'an looked up and saw Heishan entering the room . He looked at the book bag in his hand that was already bulging with stuff, then sized it up and gave up the idea of stuffing the eighth book into it.
“Ouch~”
Heishan let out a puzzled cry. He did not realize the power of the golden light that was everywhere in his eyes but had no effect on him.
"Don't move, I'll carry you on my back!"
Feng Qing'an didn't allow any explanation and grabbed Heishan, who was now bigger than him, and stretched his claws through the rope of the school bag.
Because it was a small school bag tailor-made by Yin for Feng Qingan, even though Yin took the factor of body growth into consideration during the production process and made it relatively large, that was only for Feng Qingan. For Heishan, the school bag was quite uncomfortable to carry on his body, and it also looked a bit funny.
But it is not without advantages. There is basically no risk of slipping. Even if you run wildly, the bag will not fall off as long as the rope is strong enough.
"Go and settle the bloody account with that big bug!"
Feng Qingan patted the injured Heishan, and a slightly ferocious smile appeared on his face.
"What kind of gentleman is this? I'm waiting for ten damn years. The villain is taking revenge from morning till night. I'll be a villain and take revenge overnight!"
