Urban Immortal Cultivation Supreme

Two days later, Zhu Bufan had not only fully recovered from his injuries, but his cultivation had also advanced a level, completely solidifying his Eighth Rank cultivation, reaching the peak of the early stage of the Eighth Rank.

Now, he was fighting with two ice stoats.

Ice stoats, with their slender bodies and lightning speed, could mostly dissolve the force of Zhu Bufan's punches and palms with their thick skin and layers of fat.

Of course, most of the ice stoats' attacks were ineffective. On the one hand, their strength was only at the Ninth Rank, and their greatest advantage, speed, was only comparable to Zhu Bufan's, not overwhelmingly superior.

Darting between the ice stoats, Zhu Bufan suppressed his Inner Qi cultivation, only releasing it to about the Ninth Rank, all the while observing the ice stoats' weaknesses; he was accumulating combat experience.

"Turn combat reactions into a conscious instinct!" This was what Zhu Bufan sought.

The nose, the weakness of the ice stoats lay in their noses!

The ice stoats were either white or black, but they shared one thing in common—their noses were lively, blood-red, and gem-like, shimmering with gloss.

Puff puff...

Zhu Bufan twisted his body and, within an intense flurry of movement, suddenly came to a standstill. The two ice stoats couldn't react in time and flew past him!

"Now is the time!"

With a low shout, Zhu Bufan clenched his fists and, before the ice stoats could react, struck their noses viciously.

Squeak squeak...

Two sharp screams sounded like mouse squeals from the mouths of the ice stoats. They seemed to suffer tremendous damage, no longer able to stand up, just convulsing continuously on the ground. The red roundness of their noses burst completely, and blood spurted out like hot springs. They made strange noises, and their glowing blue eyes stared at Zhu Bufan, filled with resentment.

Sensing the resentment in the ice stoats' eyes, Zhu Bufan was resolute, muttering to himself,

"Survival of the fittest, the elimination of the inferior, is the law of nature, as well as the rule of survival. If I were not stronger than you, I would be the one lying on the ground right now. You don't need to hold any resentment; if anything, you can only blame your own lack of strength!"

Wild Beasts don't form Primordial Cores inside their bodies, hence, after a glance, Zhu Bufan turned and left without hesitation.

Shortly after Zhu Bufan left, several ice stoats following the scent of blood arrived at the site. Seeing the already stiff bodies of the ice stoats, they did not hesitate and rushed forward, frantically tearing at them like fierce wolves. Their long pointed beaks gnawed at every part of the bodies and soon, only the bare white bones of the two ice stoats remained, stripped entirely of flesh.

Zhu Bufan began a frenzy of slaughter at the edge of the Endless Ice Field. Gradually, the ferocious aspect of his character began to show. No matter what kind of Wild Beast he encountered, he would fight it bloodily. Once, he fiercely battled with a Tenth Rank Snow Leopard, yet this "battle" was over in just a few minutes, and Zhu Bufan retreated in heavy defeat.

However, Zhu Bufan was not severely injured in the fight with the Snow Leopard, thanks to his exquisite movement technique. He was completely suppressed in cultivation and speed. Had the Snow Leopard not been tending to its recently born cubs, Zhu Bufan would not have been bold enough to trouble it.

In just a few days, Zhu Bufan transformed from a real novice to a brave and skilled warrior. Although this might sound exaggerated, he could feel his own growth every day.

Crawling in the snow, he silently operated the Cold Ice Technique, reducing his body temperature and breath to the lowest until no warmth emitted, making him completely indistinguishable.

Not far away, a Fierce Bear calmly foraged, slowly strolling over this way.

"Eighth Rank!" Identifying the bear's form and the aura it emitted, Zhu Bufan immediately recognized its level.

"Good, let's see if you can still injure me as badly as before!" Although he knew that this Fierce Bear was not the same one that had hurt him before, Zhu Bufan naturally transferred his previous resentment entirely onto this bear.

Unaware that it had caught someone's attention, the Fierce Bear leisurely paced towards its usual hunting ground.

Zhu Bufan continued to carefully conceal his presence. When the Fierce Bear came close to him, he suddenly reached out and, incredibly, grabbed the Fierce Bear's short tail, yanking it forcefully!

The unsuspecting Fierce Bear suddenly felt a tightening at its tail, followed by sharp pain.

With no hesitation, the Fierce Bear roared and turned around, biting fiercely at its own tail.

Zhu Bufan, having anticipated this response, smirked mischievously at the corner of his mouth and quickly moved, pushing his hand forward.

Crack...

The gleam of cold light flashed by the corner of the bear's mouth, and then the almost short and thick tail was bitten clean off. Blood gushed forth immediately!

Roar roar...

The piercing agony made the Fierce Bear roll over and over on the ground.

Zhu Bufan chuckled sinisterly, not giving the Fierce Bear a chance to react. His fists rained down like a thunderstorm, striking at the softest parts of the Fierce Bear's body. Each blow was delivered with full force. With the Eighth Rank Early Stage Inner Qi and his formidable corporeal strength, each of his punches could reach the peak of Eighth Rank power. Even though the Fierce Bear had an exceptionally strong defense, the relentless beating must be immeasurably painful, even if it wasn't life-threatening.

Moreover, Zhu Bufan deliberately avoided the Fierce Bear's vital points, subjecting it to a brutal beating without endangering its life.

Such a frantic and fierce assault left the Fierce Bear utterly incapable of resisting. Zhu Bufan was targeting its soft ribs and crucial joints in the meridians, preventing it from gathering strength to counterattack.

A once-mighty Eighth Rank Fierce Bear now found itself powerless to defend. After taking several heavy blows to the head, it became dazed, with no consciousness to resist, unable to even enter a frenzied state.

After brutally beating the Fierce Bear, Zhu Bufan burst into wild laughter and strode away!

...

"Boss, the tracks almost disappear here!" Scarface said after searching the ground for a while.

Zhou Yuheng and his two companions quickly arrived at the original spot where Zhu Bufan had been injured, following the disordered traces.

"Elder Yuheng, what should we do now?" The bald strong man asked as all the tracks seemed to have vanished without a trace.

"Now that the tracks are gone, let's split up and search in three different directions—we're bound to pick up on that kid's trail!" Zhou Yuheng suggested.

"Mm, that's for the best. Let's signal each other when anyone finds the kid's trail!" the bald strong man said.

"Boss, aren't you being too cautious? That kid is around only Seventh Rank; how could he be a match for us? To signal for what, as if all three of us need to act together?" Scarface said with disdain.

"Ha ha, of course not, what I mean is, whoever finishes off the kid should let the others know, so we don't waste time searching blindly!" the bald strong man explained.

"Oh! Then I'll go this way!" Scarface laughed wildly and ran straight ahead, unaware that he had smugly set foot on the path taken by Zhu Bufan and, even more oblivious, that he was stepping onto a road of no return!

...

Time, fleeting as a white steed flashing past a gap, is the most impartial and yet the most ruthlessly indifferent entity between heaven and earth. It does not hasten or slow its pace for any person or any event.

Half a month has blinked by...

By this time, Zhu Bufan had already ventured into the depths of the Endless Ice Field. Though he hadn't gone very deep, the Wild Beasts he encountered were significantly more dangerous.

At the same time, Zhu Bufan was growing rapidly in power.

Large and small ice blocks were placed haphazardly; the large ones were hundreds of feet tall, while the smaller ones did not reach a person's height, covering this area completely. It was now high noon, and a hazy mist rose, shrouding the Endless Ice Field with a thin veil. The ice edges reflected the colorful sunlight, forming a multicolored rainbow in mid-air, presenting a different vibrant spectacle from every angle. If one could ignore the occasional roars of Wild Beasts and the screaming of slaughter, this place could be described with the four characters of 'Dreamland.'

Within this Ice Forest, with ice blocks standing tall, almost nothing else was visible, and visibility was very low, probably only about twenty meters.

Suddenly, a figure, as silent as a ghost, leapt into this Ice Forest.

This figure, like a phantom, moved swiftly and nimbly. Their movements were extremely light, darting through the air like a wisp of black smoke without making a sound. They seemed to blend into this dreamy Ice Forest, slipping into the luminous ice edges and vanishing in an instant without causing any disturbance in the Ice Forest. Within a few breaths, they had penetrated deeply into the Ice Forest.

Observing the dreamy Ice Forest, Zhu Bufan gradually slowed down.

It was now clear that this dusky figure, indeed, was a youth of handsome appearance. The youth wore a tattered cyan robe; he had an ordinary face but a pair of profound black eyes as deep as the sea, emitting a faint blue calm light. His figure was slender and proportionate, moving fluidly with the grace of drifting clouds and flowing water.

And this young man was Zhu Bufan...

Zhu Bufan quietly gazed for a moment at the 'Beryl-Eyed Beast's' nest entrance. The fist-sized hole was unbearably deep and obscure. He pondered for a while, then with a flick of his toe, a fist-sized ice block shot out from beneath his foot, slamming into the ice wall of the entrance.

'Crack'!

A crisp sound shattered the silence of the Ice Forest.

"Whoosh!"

After a brief pause, a fierce cry filled with impatience erupted from the cave! All of a sudden, an unimaginably fast figure flashed into appearance! Its emerald-green eyes emitted a ghostly blue light, glaring at Zhu Bufan full of murderous intent, with its tufted earthy-yellow fur standing on end.