Chapter 155: Cooperation

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The little silverfish were nowhere to be caught anymore. The clever silverfish stayed at depths over thirty feet in the pool, no longer swimming up. The cook even claimed her fishing line wasn’t long enough—less than thirty feet—and so couldn’t reach the silverfish in the pool. She also refused to dive in and catch silverfish for it to eat. Well, considering the cook’s abilities, diving into the pool to catch silverfish would only be a one-way trip.

As for Sunlit Lake, it didn’t allow her to go there. Probably, after she stayed there for a while, no more beasts would come to drink water there.

The Black Feather Eagle decided it could no longer let the cook keep exploiting its territory; it would take the cook to raid someone else’s land.

“You’ve always been complaining about the lack of Sichuan peppercorns, haven’t you? Tomorrow, I’ll take you to a new territory. You can search there.”

During the month spent in the Black Feather Eagle’s territory, Yun Qingfan had thoroughly explored it but found nothing of the kind she knew or anything potentially worth more spirit stones.

She had grumbled several times in her heart: the most valuable thing in the Black Feather Eagle’s territory was probably the eagle itself.

She wanted more valuable items to exchange for spirit stones in the human world—to buy spell scrolls, magical artifacts, and the like.

When she heard the Black Feather Eagle was going to take her somewhere else to seek spirit stones, she was delighted and said, "There’s no time like the present; let’s act today."

“Good!”

The Black Feather Eagle took Yun Qingfan and flew toward the territory of the Spirit Mountain Goats. The cook had said their roasted mutton skewers were delicious.

“Great eagle, what’s in the new territory?”

“Spirit Mountain Goats.”

It was time to train practical combat skills again. Yun Qingfan asked, “What level are they? I’ll try to catch one.”

“They’re all level four or five and above. You want to catch one?”

Yun Qingfan shook her head vigorously. “I really can’t handle that yet. Give me a few more years, and I’ll definitely be able to catch them for you.”

Seeing the Black Feather Eagle showed no sign of stopping and flew steadily eastward, Yun Qingfan was pleased. Since she couldn’t catch them, the eagle would surely hunt them itself. Having raised the eagle for a month, it finally agreed to hunt for her to eat.

The Spirit Mountain Goat territory lay below as the Black Feather Eagle flew silently. Numerous Spirit Mountain Goats with red names of unknown levels grazed below.

Though the Spirit Mountain Goats were high-level, their size was relatively small—only about half that of a modern goat. Their long horns indicated considerable offensive power, while their proportionally large legs suggested great running speed.

Despite the Black Feather Eagle’s excellent stealth, the moment its shadow fell on the grass, the Spirit Mountain Goats noticed.

Those enjoying the tasty spirit grass scattered immediately, their speed dozens of times faster than a level one Gale Rabbit.

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At this moment, with the cook in its grasp, the Black Feather Eagle couldn’t dive down to catch the Spirit Mountain Goats. But simply dropping the cook risked her falling to her death or being gored by the goats. It searched for a safe spot to set the cook down before going to hunt.

Yun Qingfan looked at her powerful partner and the high-level opponents, her hand itching to strike one of the mid-to-high-level monsters to snatch some experience and loot.

Judging by the goats’ speed, her partner could only catch one at a time.

Yun Qingfan devised a win-win plan: “Great Eagle, to catch more Spirit Mountain Goats in one hunt, I’ll stretch my spider silk between two trees. You’ll drive the goats toward that spot. When they pass through, the silk will slow or even injure them, making it easier for you to kill them.”

“Where will you be?” The Black Feather Eagle was normally skeptical of such methods killing beasts. But having seen the cook successfully use this technique multiple times, it had to admit the small spider silk could possibly kill level-four beasts. Still, it harbored some doubts.

“I’ll hide up in the tree, making sure they can’t sense me.”

In the modern world, kite strings stretched in the air often cut throats when people moved too fast; some had even been killed by their own headphone cords. Her spider silk was a precious material, with quality not inferior to the eagle’s feathers. As long as the ends were tied tightly, even the eagle’s speed wouldn’t prevent serious injury or death.

“Good!” The Black Feather Eagle had great confidence in Yun Qingfan’s stealth technique, since it couldn’t detect her at all.

Yun Qingfan: That’s only because I was inside the cave.

Level four or five Spirit Mountain Goats, when confronted with stealth, couldn’t sense her. She could reduce her aura to nothing, hiding in the tree. Although invisibility could be seen through, fleeing goats would only notice danger, not her stealth.

To avoid revealing her hiding spot, she could also stay inside the cave to observe outside.

After some consideration, the two quickly chose a spot where two trees stood about ten meters apart. Yun Qingfan set up the spider silk.

The eagle flew off to lure the goats, which would take some time. Yun Qingfan entered the cave to tend the farmland—planting spirit strawberries and spirit melons, occasionally purchasing seeds with spirit stones for use as flavoring or side dishes in cooking.

The Soul-Repelling Tree fruited again. According to Liuliu, as her level rose, the tree would bear fruit more slowly, but the soul-repelling balls made from them would become increasingly potent.

After finishing her chores, Yun Qingfan emerged from the cave and hid in a tree, watching the Black Feather Eagle’s hunting progress.

Several miles away, the eagle had driven several Spirit Mountain Goats, some level 41; the rest were indistinguishable in level to Yun Qingfan.

Though separated by several miles, their speed was extraordinary; within a few breaths, they neared the trap.

“Woof woof woof woof!” Liuliu sent a warning—four sharp barks signaling the approach of monsters far above her level, advising her to avoid provoking foes stronger than herself.

They were close! Three goats!

Yun Qingfan braced herself and focused on the trap.

A Spirit Mountain Goat of unknown level charged swiftly toward the trap. The spider silk was positioned right across its neck.

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The spider silk, undetectable by spirit sense, only became apparent to the goat at contact. But it was already too late: its body passed through the silk, and a bloodline appeared on its neck.

-30;

Combat experience +100;

Low-grade spirit stones *20;

Yun Qingfan had tried various methods to claim ownership of her equipment—including blood-binding rituals to consecrate spider silk, fishing hooks, and talisman brushes—but none had fully succeeded. They still had little connection to her.

Perhaps because she set the trap, the system still credited her with some damage, experience, and Liuliu collected the drops for her.

The goat’s momentum carried it several dozen yards forward before collapsing.

-30;

Combat experience +100;

Low-grade spirit stones *20;

-30;

Combat experience +100;

Low-grade spirit stones *20;

The other two goats followed swiftly, all perishing on the spider silk.

“Cleaning up the battlefield, I’ll go chase some more!” The Black Feather Eagle was overjoyed. Normally, it couldn’t bring down so many at once; with the cook providing food, it could hunt more. One hunt could feed them for half a month.

“Good!” Yun Qingfan was thrilled. Sixty low-grade spirit stones were hard-earned. More goats meant more spirit stones. Perhaps soon she could save five hundred low-grade spirit stones to upgrade her invisibility skill.

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