Long Live Summons

Chapter 856: That Fool Will Die Very Soon

Chapter 856: That Fool Will Die Very Soon

Three days.

It took the Sickle Weasel three whole days before making up its mind, which was to follow that newcomer and his newborn beast.

This was an extremely dangerous plan and it could threaten its life at any time. Like the character of a Sickle Weasel, it usually wouldn’t choose to take its chances. However, curiosity finally overwhelmed fear— even if it was afraid of death, it wanted to figure out how. How exactly did that newborn beast learn its own Madman Sickle Tornado and Cross Lightning Kill? These were skills that used an entire span of a thousand years for it to study and understand. Even the Sickle Weasel itself, who created the techniques itself, had spent a thousand years to research them; yet, no matter how intelligent that newborn beast was, she managed to learn it in one glance?

When this terrible curiosity arose in its heart, the threat of death has also diminished a lot.

After three days of mental torture, the Sickle Weasel set off.

Tiptoeing, it returned to the battlefield of that day.

From the battlefield as the starting point, it treaded towards the direction of the prediction of its heart, following it all the way. To be honest, this chase surprised it a lot. Not far from the battlefield, it could see some other wild beasts lying on the ground. They were not strong, all vegetarian beasts of the Earth Rank. They were also the most basic source of meat for the entire Beast Valley.

Many yellow goats, gazelles and even the beasts below the Earth Rank scattered all over the ground.

They died in different states, most of them having been hit by the Cross Lightning Kill.

The Sickle Weasel was certain that this kind of Cross Lightning Kill was not very powerful as the power could only kill the Earth Ranked beasts. If it was used against the Toad King at the peak of the 6th Level Heaven Rank, it would not be able to even hurt the toad’s skin. But three days ago, it saw with its own eyes that the newborn beast made a cross slash, slitting the Toad King’s lips and cutting off the most powerful tongue of the toad. The Sickle Weasel was sure that even if it had taken action itself, it probably couldn’t do better. However, it was stumped by that exact reason.

The problem was that the Cross Lightning Kill that it saw now was not as powerful as the one three days ago.

Even the skill itself was far behind.

Although this technique has been displayed, it knew at first glance that this was done by a novice.

There were unstable energy ripples in the place where the damage was lost in different depths. The heads of the beasts were not cut cleanly as well since there were still some strands connected.

Who did this?

That arrogant newcomer did it? Impossible, he was the main body, it would be impossible for him to attack…Of course, there was another possibility— the human and the beast were one. If so, then it would also be possible to launch an attack with the master’s hand. But that couldn’t exceed the range of the beast’s ability, and the master would basically just be assisting the will of the beast. This is weird, if this newbie technique was done by the newborn beast, then who was it that killed the Toad King before?

It went a little further.

The Sickle Weasel found out about some new discoveries. The ones that fell dead in the front seemed to consist more of carnivorous beasts.

It didn’t pay much attention to it at first, but after seeing too much, it immediately realized something. Observing carefully and collecting all the traces of the carcasses for reference, the Sickle Weasel was surprised to find that the newborn beast had improved.

Moreover, it was a really huge improvement.

The previously unskilled Lightning Cross Kill, with a training distance of just over ten kilometers, had improved the skill’s proficiency level and wielding freedom.

Among the ten monsters killed, only one or two still had a slight flaw.

But among the hundreds of beasts killed, even one or two cases of perfect slashes were done.

More importantly, most of the monsters killed were carnivorous beasts, which were more powerful and harder to kill than the vegetarian monsters before.

After walking for about fifty kilometers along the way, the Sickle Weasel looked at the dead beast’s body on the ground and was shocked. Now, only a few of them had slight flaws, whereas the rest were all perfect kills. It thought of its own state— it could improve its strength, but the speed and skills could no longer be any better. In a short distance of cultivation, this originally awkward novice actually caught up with the owner who created this trick. What level of intelligence must a beast have to be able to reach this state?

One hundred kilometers later.

The Sickle Weasel found that there were fewer and fewer beasts that laid on the ground.

The ‘newbie’ who has made great progress seems to be comprehending along the way, and has not practiced killing beasts anymore.

However, after careful observation, the Sickle Weasel still found several targets. The beasts that were killed were no longer Earth Ranked beasts but mighty Heaven Ranked beasts.

And this technique of killing was none other than the ultra-perfect Instantaneous Kill.

The Sickle Weasel could certainly perform the ultra-perfect Instantaneous Kill technique. In fact, this was also the secret trick it had studied for three thousand years. In the entire Beast Valley, no one knew of this kind of ultra-perfect ‘Instantaneous Kill’ except for the dead. As a secret life-saving trick and a trump card, the Sickle Weasel had never used it in front of others. How did that ‘newbie’ learn the skill when it didn’t showcase the ability?

The Sickle Weasel felt dizzy.

If the Lightning Cross Kill was not created by itself, then it could be said that she had learned it elsewhere, and certainly not at the moment.

In the entire Beast Valley, and even the entire Heaven Realm, it was the only one who would know of that attack.

Then, there was the ultra-perfect Cross Lightning Instantaneous Kill that has never been casted before.

So how did the other party steal its skills?

With this kind of question that would cause a headache when thinking about it, the Sickle Weasel chased the tracks to a lakeside about two hundred kilometers away from the original battlefield.

It found that the newcomer and the newborn beast were up ahead, practicing.

This kind of exercise is no longer aimed at the beast, but at the lake.

The newborn beast, which seemed to have grown up a little bit, flew down from the sky with two of her sickle arms.

A Cross Lightning Instantaneous Kill appeared in the sky, which made the Sickle Weasel sigh out of plain admiration. Then, the attack plastered itself upside down towards the lake, silently splitting the lake with a cross-shaped crack. The Sickle Weasel realized that even if he had made his own shots, he couldn’t do better. This kind of ultra-perfect Instantaneous Kill was not something that he could do at any time of the day.

“You are an idiot! You can’t learn this kind of tattered technique for so long. What did I say before? It’s not meant to split the surface of the lake! The lake surface doesn’t move and there can be no ripples at all, let alone the whole division of the water—that’s not what I want. I want you to split the sky! To split the sky! Do you know what it means to split the sky? You’re just a fool. Don’t cry and start practicing immediately; if you can’t complete the task today, you are not allowed to eat!” Student Yue Yang’s angry reprimandations caused the Sickle Weasel to feel conflicted.

The Reaper Mantis wiped a tear off her face and continued to practice, one after another ultra-perfect Instantaneous Kills appeared on the lake’s surface. However, Yue Yang’s request of separating the sky while not wavering the lake’s surface had not been fulfilled.

The sickle was speechless.

If it weren’t for the rainstorm, it really wanted to jump out and grab the boy’s neck, then shake it repetitively to warn him not to be too strict.

Just being like this, he had already hurt the beast very much. If she could practice some sort of skill that splits the sky yet does not waver the lake, then she might as well commit suicide!

She practiced over and over, hours passing by after the other.

Until the night fell.

The exhausted Reaper Mantis finally managed to let out a Cross Lightning Instantaneous Kill that split the sky, but because her strength was exhausted, her stamina could not be controlled. The lake’s surface did not waver at the beginning, but it went out of control and immediately cut into four pieces. For more than ten seconds, the lake water could not converge. The sickle ferret hiding in the woods peeked at the sight, his chin snapping and falling to the ground[1].

Note: [1] Saying someone is really astonished, shocked.

She really managed to cut the sky and not waver the lake?

“This, I can barely qualify as a pass. You practiced for so long just for such a simple move like this and in the end, it wasn’t well controlled either. Have you tried your best to comprehend it? Forget it, just rest up today, tomorrow you no longer need to practice this useless skill. We need to set higher standards as our time is very limited. Tomorrow’s goal is to draw two roses in the sky and cross them. Each petal requires nine spaces to be separated before the whole thing is added, so use that to replace the simple cross. If that can be achieved, it might be able to play a role in battle… Okay, you’re just crying and laughing at the same time. You’re the one who loves to cry the most, so why don’t you hurry up and go eat!” Yue Yang was still not satisfied. After a harsh lecture, he finally lowered his voice, coaxing the Reaper Mantis.

After hearing this, the Sickle Weasel was about to drown in its own tears.

Hugging the tree pole with both hands and smashing it with its head desperately, it really wanted to die like this.

Although it knew the truth of the quote, ‘there is a sky outside and there are people outside’[2], letting a newborn beast catch up to its own thousand-year-cultivation in a few days, and even surpassing it in the blink of an eye, the blow toward it was undoubtedly heavy.

That wasn’t the most important thing; what made it really want to kill itself was Yue Yang’s words.

It spent millenia creating this ultimate skill, yet, in someone else’s eyes, it was nothing more than a ‘useless skill’. Does Yue Yang really want him to die?

Who the hell is this kid?

Even if you are abnormal, you can’t be this abnormal, right?

“Shhh!”

Not far behind the Sickle Weasel, a shadow riding a Winged Unicorn whispered to the one who was hitting its head against the tree, “Don’t be like this, it will startle him. That guy is a murderous demon who doesn’t bat an eyelash before killing someone. If he finds out that we are here, we will die miserably!”

The Sickle Weasel was startled when he heard him, and when he looked back, he found that it was the resident, Ryoma.

It asked strangely, “What are you doing here?”

Ryoma, who rode his Winged Unicorn, put his index finger to his lips again and whispered, “I’m doing what you’re doing.”

The Sickle Weasel understood now that Ryoma was also tracking the weird kid like itself, but another question arose again. The newborn beast learned its skill in secret, so it came over out of curiosity. But what about Ryoma?

Ryoma didn’t fail to see the questioning eyes of the Sickle Weasel and a bitter smile appeared on his face, “She stole my Transcending Flight skill earlier than she did yours!”

With that said, the Sickle Weasel realised instantly.

It was no wonder that the thundering strikes from the thousands of buffaloes, the earthquake bursts, meteor showers, spiral hurricanes, and even the successive attacks of the porcupine and the Toad King, were easily evaded by the newborn beast. It turned out that she had learned Ryoma’s proud skill, ‘Dance of the Trailing Light’! No wonder her movements had been so familiar at that moment. It’s just that the two forms were too different as when it was coupled with the rapid changes that occurred throughout the war, the Sickle Weasel didn’t think about that possibility. It turned out that the little bug had learned the flying skills of the Ryoma a long time ago.

Looking at the Reaper Mantis flying around happily in the sky, it can be seen that she has improved again, her movements being more mysterious than Ryoma’s Dance of the Trailing Light.

Just like her own trick Cross Lightning Kill, she completely surpassed the original after a few days of practice.

For a time, the Sickle Weasel really wanted to cry with Ryoma.

We are all beasts, yet why was the gap between us so large?

The Sickle Weasel was very emotional and was about to speak, but Ryoma made a silent gesture as if he was facing an enemy.

After the two hidden auras had calmed down, within ten seconds, a huge black shadow appeared in the sky, covering the light of the sky and the sun. Both the Sickle Weasel and Ryoma recognized that this was the powerful general of the Toad KIng, the Scarlet-Eyed Bat Beast.

Besides itself, it had also used its super fertile ability to produce nearly a thousand children with the beasts of ghost bats, vampire bats, and monster-eared bats in the Beast Valley. The overwhelming numbers formed an entire bat army. Although its strength itself was not very strong, as there were so many children, the group’s advantage was often used to exert pressure before they went in for the kill, so they were also regarded as tyrants in the Beast Valley.

“What?” It was strange. Although the Scarlet-Eyed Beast had an army and was powerful, the Sickle Weasel was not afraid of it. So how could Ryoma, a resident, be that afraid?

“I’m not afraid of the Scarlet-Eyed Beast, but I’m afraid of the young man. You came here only for a short while, so you wouldn’t know, but I have been with him for three days. The number of beasts and residents that have died in his hands have already exceeded twenty. As long as you are alone, you’d have no chance of survival. You don’t know this, but he is a murderous demon who uses our energy to upgrade that little beast. He is the God of Death sent by the Heavens to impend judgement on us!” Ryoma looked at Yue Yang as his eyes showed incomparable fear.

“How is it possible, he can’t kill us himself!” The Sickle Weasel was completely confused.

“I can’t explain it either, but just look; that fool, the Scarlet-Eyed Beast, will die very soon!” Ryoma said so before he swallowed a mouthful of saliva in terror.