Yan Wulu, who was at the front of the team, looked at Minami Kawagoe who was gradually following behind him.

He smiled slightly and put down the long bow in his hand...

It seems that the extra hand I have left is no longer needed——

If Nanchuan Yue did not choose to follow up, he would not hesitate to kill the opponent with one arrow at the extreme distance.

Yan Wulu is willing to listen to the system text's suggestions, but whether he will adopt them or not depends on his own thoughts.

The system text said that this person can also plunder the luck of the other three remaining sons of luck, so... it would not be bad to keep it by his side and use it as an "object" to temporarily store the luck.

Perhaps, his ability to plunder other children of destiny will be stronger than his own, and it will be simpler, right?

When necessary, take out what you need from the "objects".

This is a good deal.

…

The war horse gallops.

The grassland and desert on both sides continue to move back.

Yan Wulu's team has approached the bordering areas of Hetao, Beidi and Beijiang.

"Your Majesty, if we go more than ten miles ahead, we can enter the Northland."

Zhang Chunhua rode up to Yan Wulu, who had just returned from exploring the front.

Wearing a dark slim-fitting riding outfit, Zhang Chunhua looks not only beautiful but also heroic.

I don't know if it was intentional or not, but Zhang Chunhua's dark riding uniform matched Yan Wulu's riding uniform very well, like...a pair of swordsmen and knights.

"Well, hard work." Yan Wulu responded simply, "...Once we enter the North Territory, we no longer have to worry about the Northern Territory Hu Qi following closely behind us."

Yan Wulu said, they beheaded thousands of barbarians along the way.

They are all adult men who are good at fighting in northern Xinjiang. They are equipped with all the equipment and horses, not to mention the burned horse and baggage...

The number of kills was almost ten times that of our own team.

Such a huge achievement has never been achieved even by Yan Dong, the king of Zhenbei, who led the army in the battle.

Of course, this is also because Yan Wulu led a small group of elite cavalry to make a surprise attack behind enemy lines...

And Yan Wulu also discovered what the [Soul-Capturing Bone] restriction is during these days of high-intensity fighting.

According to some of the information given by the upgraded [Advanced Identification Technique] and Yan Wulu's own observations, he found that——

"Soul-Capturing", the object must be killed by the [Soul-Capturing Bone] host.

Moreover, only souls that are stronger than the host, or comparable to the host, can promote the host's cultivation.

Yan Wulu beheaded countless people along the way, but he did very little to improve his own cultivation.

Only after a few battles with the elite Hu Qi leaders from Northern Xinjiang, did I barely feel the increase in cultivation within my body.

It seems that it is similar to what Yan Wulu originally imagined...

"...Otherwise, we can quickly gain cultivation through large-scale war and massacre."

Yan Wulu murmured to himself.

The Black Cloud Horse under him was still heading towards the Northland quickly, but the [Tianling Root] in Yan Wulu's body suddenly noticed two movements on the hills and fields in the distance...

"That's... a wolf?"

Yan Wulu felt a little strange.

There are many prairie wolves in the northern territory, but since it is close to the south, it should not be a place where these wolves hang out.

Suddenly, Yan Wulu noticed something was wrong...

Logically speaking, even if the commander of Northern Xinjiang's invasion was aware of the existence of his small group of cavalry, he should not be able to capture his traces.

Their logistics, transportation and communication outposts had basically been destroyed by Yan Wulu's team.

but……

However, the further they got to the back, the more they seemed like dog-skin plaster, constantly appearing behind Yan Wulu's team.

As a result, Yan Wulu had to end the operation early and return to the North.

Now that I think about it... Yan Wulu had seen the existence of these prairie wolves several times during his previous actions.

Yan Wulu frowned slightly and whispered——

"Prince Wolf...Shen Yupei."

…

Shen Yupei.

The son of a merchant, his father was a famous slave trader in the Longxi region of Daqian. He once rescued an injured demon wolf when he was young.

He treats human beings harshly and cruelly, and trains and sells slaves.

But for this demonic wolf, his father showed rare kindness. Not only did he heal the demonic wolf's injuries, but he also used the family's belongings to take good care of him.

After the demon wolf recovered from his injuries, he said goodbye and left.

Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, Shen Yupei's father grew up and took over the position of head of the family.

One day, he went to the Northland to trade slaves and accidentally obtained the first-level skill "Tianshi Lan Gang Jue" and several holy elixirs.

The common man is not guilty, but he is guilty of carrying the jade.

Moreover, Yan Dong, the king of Zhenbei, has always been notorious, and the children stopped crying when they heard about it.

The caravan disappeared overnight, and Longxi and Beidi had never heard of the existence of such a merchant.

Only the demon wolf who came to repay his kindness rescued Shen Yupei, who was accompanying his father in the slave trade caravan.

…

Above the wilderness.

A young man is riding on a huge demonic wolf.

Although the young man has a delicate appearance, his hair is disheveled, his chest is exposed, and he has a wild aura about him.

I saw that he was wearing a gray wolfskin robe, with a straw belt made of withered grass tied around his waist. Although his long hair was messy and disheveled, it did not look dirty. Under his eyebrows were melancholy and cautious eyes. He had a tall figure and stared ahead. .

There were several prairie wolves following him closely...

There were still sparse prairie wolves running from a distance, as if reporting news to the young man and the magic wolf.

The young man stared ahead and suddenly said——

"The prince of Zhenbei wants to withdraw to the north."

"It should be so." The giant demonic wolf under him murmured, "...if he enters the Northland and the North-Suppressing Army is there, Wanyan Lie won't dare to pursue him anymore."

"Why is Wanyan Lie afraid? Doesn't he claim that the Northern Xinjiang cavalry is fearless? Is he also afraid of the North-Suppressing King Yan Dong? Afraid of his 200,000 North-Suppressing Army?"

The young man was a little excited. Apparently, he was dissatisfied with the fear of his northern Xinjiang ally.

The giant demon wolf looks much more mature and steady...

"Zhenbei King Yan Dong is perhaps one of the most terrifying beings in the world."

"... He is a hundred times more powerful and terrifying than the Western Tubo monk you met last time, Yu Pei."

Hearing this, Shen Yupei stopped talking.

He has lived among the wolves for nearly half a year...

During this period of time, Shen Yupei had met many elders of the wolf clan.

But there has never been anyone who can give him such tremendous pressure as the young monk did last time.

"That Xiyi monk seems to be called 'Amaro'?" Shen Yupei asked calmly.

The giant demon wolf nodded slightly.

Hearing the words, Shen Yupei paused for a while, but still continued: "... At that time, it was all thanks to you, Senior Huiyun. If it weren't for you, Yu Pei would have become the subordinate of the Xiyi monk's 'Fire God Palm' Dead souls."

"You are the descendant chosen by the Wolf God." Demonic Wolf said, "...and you are also the son of my benefactor. It is my duty to protect you."

"...Yu Pei, you don't have to think too much. That Xiyi monk is known as the 'Holy Buddha of Tubo in Xiyi'. He is the number one master of Xiyi Buddhism, and probably the number one master of Buddhism in the world, [Tingyun] Ge] ranked him fourth on the Jianghu master list. This is the result of being ostracized by foreign races. In fact, I am afraid it will be even higher. His strength must not be underestimated."

"...Moreover, even though that monk looks young, I don't know how old he actually is."

"...You have just started practicing, so it is normal that you are not a match for that monk."

Hearing this, Shen Yupei seemed to have regained a look of confidence in his eyes.

"Thank you, senior."

The giant demon wolf did not talk about this anymore, but instead said: "It's better to pay more attention to the Prince of Zhenbei in front of you. If he walks more than ten miles, he will completely enter the boundary of the North."

"...When the time comes, if you want to kill him, it will be as difficult as going to heaven."

"Don't worry, there's no rush."
To be continued...