51: Chapter 51 Exposure

Thinking of this, Ye Jing's heart suddenly began to throb.

"Roar!" A wild howl suddenly echoed from the woods. With the help of the moonlight, Ye Jing immediately hid.

He saw an eagle with its wings spread in the forest, Biting a dead Mountain Delicacy Chicken. The eagle's eyes darted around, and its feathers were an eerie white, shimmering with a cold light.

It was actually over a meter tall, practically a giant. The eagle's wing seemed to be injured and was bleeding.

It seemed to sense something was wrong and immediately flapped its wings and fled.

Ye Jing crouched for a long time. Seeing that the giant eagle did not reappear, he finally emerged from the woods.

Xiao Chi let out a very angry howl, seemingly displeased that this eagle had intruded upon its territory.

Ye Jing patted it as a form of comfort.

Ye Jing walked out to see five or six dead Mountain Delicacy Chickens on the ground, all of which had been eaten clean.

Just what was the origin of this eagle?

Although Ye Jing was puzzled, he still gathered the dead Mountain Delicacy Chickens and found a pit to bury them on the spot.

After eating those Mountain Delicacy Chickens, the snow-white giant eagle hid in the woods. It suddenly felt the power throughout its body swell significantly, which made it set its sights on the Mountain Delicacy Chickens in the woods of Ye Jing's home.

It circled continuously and finally perched in the woods not far from Ye Jing's home.

Meanwhile, in the mountain forest, people from the Tang Family who were chasing this White Eagle were wandering around the mountains. One of the large men asked anxiously, "What should we do, Young Master? That White Eagle has escaped!"

"What's the panic! This Snow Feather Eagle is a key target for the Tang Family's capture. It can't have gone far! Track it along the way!" Young Master Tang Shaojie ordered while riding his horse.

Having recuperated for a long time, Young Master Tang Shaojie had recovered. He was now riding a horse and directing the family servants to capture the White Eagle.

That White Eagle was precisely the Essence Spirit that had appeared in the Tang Family Hunting Grounds. Generally, beasts that had become spirits had meat rich in Spiritual Qi that could nourish one's flesh and blood, possessing the effect of strengthening the body.

The appearance of a Essence Spirit would make all Martial Artists flock to it.

To keep the news under wraps, the Tang Family had to secretly deploy manpower to surround and capture this White Eagle.

This White Eagle's strength and speed were extremely fast, making it very difficult to catch. They had laid in ambush for several consecutive days before barely managing to wound it. Now that the White Eagle's whereabouts were unknown again, these people were also extremely anxious.

The hunting dogs by his side led Young Master Tang Shaojie to a remote village. Initially, seeing that it was a rural area, Young Master Tang Shaojie didn't pay much attention.

But several of the hunting dogs beside him kept running inside. Seeing this, Young Master Tang Shaojie's eyes lit up.

Could it be that the White Eagle had fled to this remote countryside?

To track the high-flying White Eagle, Young Master Tang Shaojie had specifically ordered his subordinates to use arrows dipped in a strange spice to attack it. This scent allowed the hounds to search for dozens of kilometers, ensuring that the White Eagle could not escape his grasp!

At this time, it was not yet dawn.

Young Master Tang Shaojie narrowed his eyes and waved his hand, riding his horse with the hunting dogs toward a side path, leaving only a few close Martial Artists to follow.

Along the remote path in the village, Young Master Tang Shaojie saw a vast expanse of golden rice fields appearing by the mountainside.

A pleasant fragrance of rice wafted toward him, instantly refreshing his spirit.

Young Master Tang Shaojie felt the blood and Qi within his body flowing slowly. He suddenly widened his eyes, looking at this vast rice field in disbelief.

The shock in his eyes immediately turned into a burst of ecstasy: "Could this be golden spirit rice?!"

Seeing this, Young Master Tang Shaojie couldn't help but reach out to touch it.

The next second, a large black dog emerged and roared at Young Master Tang Shaojie.

The dog was extremely sturdy, with green light shining from its eyes, looking very terrifying.

It was accompanied by several equally terrifying, uniformly black dogs. These were all descendants of Hei Feng, high-quality large dogs bred by Ye Jing, all taking Hei Feng as their leader.

As soon as it appeared, the other hunting dogs cowered and trembled all over.

"Protect the Young Master!" The followers all surrounded Young Master Tang Shaojie, intending to drive the dog away immediately.

"Awoo!" The leading black dog suddenly let out a cry. The sound was earth-shattering, piercing through the entire sky, and the other black dogs joined in.

This gave Young Master Tang Shaojie a huge fright; he stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

The Faces of the close Martial Artists behind him also turned pale. The black dog's roar carried an indescribable pressure, making even these people who had practiced martial arts for years feel palpitations.

"Presumptuous! How dare a few mere local dogs act so boldly!" A Full-bearded Man Martial Artist suppressed the fear in his heart, drew the long saber from his waist, and was about to slash at the leading Hei Feng.

Hei Feng's gaze sharpened, the green light in his eyes intensified, and he suddenly pounced forward with lightning speed.

The Martial Artist only felt a blur before his eyes before being slammed hard in the chest by Hei Feng. He was knocked to the ground, falling heavily onto the field ridge, and the long saber in his hand fell to the ground with a "clatter."

This turn of events shocked everyone.

Young Master Tang Shaojie's pupils constricted. He never expected that a local dog in the countryside would have such powerful combat strength, far exceeding that of ordinary hunting dogs.

It was even comparable to some Martial Artists who had just entered the Martial Dao.

"Everyone, attack! Kill these vile beasts!" Young Master Tang Shaojie shouted in shock and anger, his voice sounding fierce but inwardly weak.

The remaining Martial Artists looked at each other, seeing the wariness in each other's eyes. However, since the Young Master had given the order, they did not dare to disobey. They drew their weapons one after another and cautiously surrounded the pack of black dogs.

Hei Feng was not afraid at all. He raised his head and roared again. The large black dogs behind him immediately dispersed to form a circle, confronting the Martial Artists.

They were agile and had fierce gazes, like a pack of well-trained war dogs.

Just as the two sides were at daggers drawn and about to clash again, a series of hurried footsteps came from a distance, accompanied by a slightly raspy shout: "Hei Feng! Come back!"

Everyone looked toward the sound and saw a white-haired old man running quickly toward them, followed by two tall, sturdy men.

It turned out that the roars of Hei Feng and the other dogs were so loud that Ye Jing, who was not far away, was startled awake from his sleep. Realizing it was Hei Feng's voice and worrying that the White Eagle had returned, he immediately rushed over with Ye Xuan and Ye Yi.

Upon hearing Ye Jing's command, Hei Feng immediately lowered his head and slowly led the other black dogs to the side.

Ye Jing recognized the leading man at a glance and immediately knew who he was, his heart racing.

He hadn't expected the people from the Tang Family to barge into the rice fields where he grew golden spirit rice.

"Old man, did you grow this rice?" Young Master Tang Shaojie asked immediately, suppressing the joy in his heart.

He couldn't tell the old man's strength right now, but he would not let go of this golden spirit rice.

Seeing Young Master Tang Shaojie ask this, Ye Jing gave a cold laugh. "Yes."

"Good, very good!" Young Master Tang Shaojie saw that there was nothing special about the old man, and he couldn't discern the Realm of the two men standing beside him.

He also thought about how they had always been secretive when buying and selling the golden spirit rice; it seemed they weren't any powerful family.

Young Master Tang Shaojie immediately concealed his joy and arrogantly ordered, "Old man! From today on, your golden spirit rice must be supplied to my Tang Family at one hundred wen per jin! Otherwise, I'll make sure you can never grow golden spirit rice again!"

One hundred wen per jin?

Ye Jing stared coldly at Young Master Tang Shaojie. "Your Excellency has quite the tone. The golden spirit rice is the result of my Ye Family's hard work. Why should we supply it to your Tang Family at a low price?"

Young Master Tang Shaojie smiled gloomily. "Old man, I haven't even blamed you for toying with my Tang Family for so long. I want to cooperate with you sincerely, so don't be ungrateful!"

He had been toyed with by these people for so long, yet he still wanted to cooperate with them; he was already giving them a lot of Face!

If they were unwilling to cooperate, he could just order a few Martial Artists to kill them secretly!