Chapter 3 Entering the Great Wilderness
Feng Xi heard Feng Zhuang calling from outside the door, opened his eyes, stood up quickly and said, "I'm here, Uncle Zhuang."

"Click"

Amid the harsh sound of friction, Feng Xi opened the stone door. The first thing he saw was a burly man wearing animal skins, with a thick scar on his face and a stone axe in his hand.

"Well, good boy, you look in good spirits!" Feng Zhuang looked at the boy who opened the door and was attracted by his good spirit at first sight.

"Haha, I made a breakthrough in my practice yesterday. I feel really good." Feng Xi explained.

"Another breakthrough, good boy, you are worthy of being the number one genius in Feng Village." Feng Zhuang didn't think there was anything strange about it. Feng Xi started moving blood at the age of six. He was one of the rare cultivation geniuses in the history of Feng Village. It was not surprising that he had such a speed of cultivation.

"Okay, let's not talk about this for now. Let's go to the square to eat, and then you will start your first hunting career." Feng Zhuang patted Feng Xi's shoulder.

It can be seen that when Feng Zhuang talks about hunting, his face is full of pride. All this shows the status of the hunting team in the village.

The two of them talked as they walked, and soon they arrived at a small square that was about fifty meters long and wide.

Many people have already arrived, including adult men with weapons, women busy distributing food, and children laughing and playing.

Feng Xi walked into where the hunting team was staying, and imitating the men, he found a place to sit down casually, waiting for the aunts and uncles in the village to bring him food.

"Haha, Feng Xi, I didn't expect you to be so ambitious. You joined the hunting team at the age of eight. Brother Feng Qu and sister-in-law would definitely be very proud if they knew about this."

Just as Feng Xi took the bowl of broth and was about to start drinking, a burst of heroic laughter sounded behind him.

Feng Xi turned around and saw who was coming. He quickly stood up and called out, "Uncle Feng Zhan."

The man's name was Feng Zhan. He was one of the strongest men in Feng Village besides the clan leader. He could lift a huge tripod weighing 30,000 kilograms. It was also because of his high level of cultivation that Feng Zhan was appointed as the captain of the hunting team by the clan leader.

"Haha, no need to be polite, I just came over to take a look. Focus on your meal and follow me when I go hunting later." Feng Zhan smiled and patted Feng Xi's shoulder, then continued his patrol.

This scene was also seen by many people, and they all became envious. They believed that Feng Zhan's action showed that he valued Feng Xi.

Feng Xi ignored what other people thought, but sat down and started eating the hot broth in his hand.

The broth is very delicious, without any fishy smell. Even without any seasoning, it tastes really good.

Hunting is a dangerous job and the wilderness is full of uncertainties. Feng Xi just wants to eat enough to deal with unexpected events.

After eating and drinking to their heart's content, the hunting team picked up their weapons and left the protection of the sacrificial spirits, under the reluctant gazes of the women and children. Each of them looked like a soldier going to war, and their backs seemed somewhat sad.

Among the crowd of hundreds of people, Feng Xi, who was only as tall as an adult's chest, also tightly grasped the stone spear left by his father and followed Feng Zhan closely.

The group moved forward at a very fast speed, and soon they left Feng Village. Looking back, they could no longer see the outline of the village.

Only then did Feng Zhan, who was walking in front, raise his arm, signaling those behind to slow down.

The wilderness was filled with flourishing vegetation. The trees were tall and straight, each one was hundreds of feet high. The luxuriant branches and leaves were like an umbrella, covering the sun in the sky.

"From now on, slow down. We have entered the range where the ferocious beasts live. Don't make too much noise." Feng Zhan said softly, then took the lead and began to walk forward gently.

In fact, it was not the first time for everyone to go out hunting, even Feng Xi, who was only eight years old, so Feng Zhan's words seemed like a routine warning. The group slowed down their pace, but the speed did not slow down much. Soon, they passed through a dense forest and came to a relatively wide plain.

Feng Zhan, who was walking in front, quickly raised his hand and signaled the people behind him to stop, then he lay on the ground and began to crawl forward.

Feng Xi, who was following behind him, followed suit and also lay on the ground, coordinating his hands and feet and began to crawl forward.

After crawling for a while, they finally saw the target of their trip. Through the dense weeds, they saw about a dozen iron-backed snake-tailed cattle in front of them, grazing on the grass with their heads down.

This beast is an omnivore with a relatively mild temperament and will not actively attack humans. Of course, if humans attack them first, these iron-backed snake-tailed cattle will also fight back.

"Oh my god, there are more than a dozen iron-backed cows. We're rich this time. We can catch them all in one fell swoop. That will be enough for us to eat for two days." Feng Zhuang lowered his voice and said excitedly while looking at the iron-backed cows in front of him.

"Keep your voice down and don't scare these beasts. Feng Zhuang, Feng Lin, Feng Shan, Feng Huo, take some people and surround this place."

"Be gentle when you move. The Iron-backed Snake-tailed Cows are cautious by nature. Don't let them notice you." Feng Zhan gave the order softly and had his men surround them, wanting to eat all the Iron-backed Snake-tailed Cows in one go.

"Okay, Brother Fengzhan.", "Uncle Fengzhan."

The people whose names were called responded softly, and then began to choose candidates.

"Feng Xi, come with Uncle Zhuang." Feng Zhuang patted Feng Xi's shoulder gently and said in a low voice.

He has a good relationship with Feng Xi's parents, and he called Feng Xi along because he wanted to protect him to the best of his ability.

"Okay, Uncle Feng Zhuang." Feng Xi naturally knew what Feng Zhuang meant and nodded gratefully.

Then, four teams of selected good people crawled towards the Iron-backed Snake-tailed Ox. Feng Xi also followed Feng Zhuang, and there were five adult strong men traveling with them, all holding weapons.

After a while, their team arrived at the designated location.

Feng Zhuang glanced at the people behind him. After making sure that no one was lost, he picked up a small stone from the ground and tapped it four times rhythmically, with a rhythm of three long and one short. This was a signal to tell Feng Zhan that they were in place.

Then, three long and one short knocking sounds were heard from other directions.

Feng Xi held the stone spear tightly in his hand. All the teams were in position and then waited for Feng Zhan's signal. As soon as the signal sounded, his first battle would begin.

At this moment, not only Feng Xi was nervous, but even the battle-hardened Feng Zhuang held his breath, his ears moving slightly, listening attentively to the signal from afar.

“Tatt…tatt…tatt.”

When the two long and two short signals sounded, Feng Zhuang tilted his head to signal, and started running towards the direction of the Iron-backed Snake-tailed Bull.

Feng Xi inserted the stone spear in his hand into the belt behind him and followed Feng Zhuang closely.

"Rust"

When they were less than thirty feet away from the Iron-backed Snake-tailed Bull, the Iron-backed Snake-tailed Bull seemed to sense the danger, raised its head and began to look at the dense vegetation around it.

(End of this chapter)