Yi Feng circled around the surrounding woods, but still couldn't find any trace of Yun Lu Hua. Looking at the darkening sky, he could only helplessly hurry back to the camp.
But when he just walked back to the camp and lifted his head, he was immediately stunned!
At this moment, around his camp, the corpses of various wild beasts were lying all over the place, including leopards, wild boars, wolves, and all kinds of animals...
"I couldn't have made some kind of super poison, could I? I was really just trying to make orpiment!"
Looking at the condition these animals died in, and recalling the previously dead snake and eagle, Yi Feng guessed that the likely cause of these beasts' deaths was the medicinal powder he had sprinkled!
"But this unexpected bounty of wild game is a rare treat!"
Although Yi Feng felt quite guilty about accidentally killing so many wild animals, when he thought of their meat, he couldn't help but salivate.
One must understand, in this world, delicious food is extremely hard to come by.
Take the martial cultivators for example. Their minds are completely focused on cultivation, and they have no great desires for food. As for the other class of ordinary people, they are just thinking of how to make a living. They won't spend too much thought on their appetites either. Simply being able to fill their stomachs is enough, some may not even know what to do with a pig's trotter if you gave them one.
Therefore, food is very expensive in this world. This is also why a bowl of beef noodles costs a whole gold coin.
So in his eyes right now, the corpses of these animals were like plates of braised pork trotters, cold leopard meat salad, whole roasted wolf...
While the idea was great, taking all this down the mountain would be a problem.
"Damn it, watching over a mountain of gold..."
Yi Feng cursed and sat back down on the stone slab, feeling bored. He took out the wooden guitar for something to do.
"Might as well kill some time!"
Yi Feng's palm gently strummed the strings and the pleasing sounds of the guitar spread throughout the woods.
At that moment, a familiar system notification sounded in Yi Feng's mind.
"Ding! Congratulations host, you have activated a new quest."
Yi Feng suddenly stood up, his eyes filled with anticipation, hoping the system would show some conscience and give him something that could help him become a cultivator, or at the very least, make him a master in this different world!
"Quest content: Practice the zither, chess, calligraphy and painting to a level comparable to the gods!"
After hearing the system's voice, Yi Feng's hopes were dashed once again. He immediately cursed out loud.
He had thought it was going to be something good, but in the end it was just more of these miscellaneous and useless tasks.
It would be one thing if they were even a little bit useful. Take that task of punching iron for example. It was difficult for him to even support himself with that. Even when he finally got rich, it was because he relied on his own modern knowledge as a transmigrator to write books and earn money, and had nothing to do with this crappy system.
But he could let that slide, at least punching iron and such, it kept him from starving to death all those years.
But damn it, the zither, chess, calligraphy and painting, he really couldn't see any use for those things.
What, were they supposed to cultivate his temperament or something?
Of course, the most exasperating thing was the quest reward!
He hadn't forgotten that when the system first gave him the task to run the martial arts school, it said the reward would be an incredible master fighter.
He had been so full of anticipation at the time, thinking the peak of his life was about to come. But what kind of blow did reality deal him?
This so-called incredible master was just a half-dead skeleton head!
He had to admit, it looked rather frightening, but aside from causing trouble, it was useless.
He didn't believe for a second that this crappy system would really reward him with a decent mount. It would surely be another scam.
Therefore, he was too lazy to complete this quest.
In his anger, Yi Feng kicked the guitar flying away. Just looking at it pissed him off.
But right after he kicked it, the system's voice sounded again.
"Quest failure penalty: The martial arts school will be taken back and no longer belong to the host!"
Yi Feng's face immediately turned ashen. He was so furious he could erupt.
Although those skills were useless, the martial arts school was his safe haven. Even now that he had money and could easily buy another house, the feelings and sense of belonging built up over these years could not be bought.
Cursing under his breath, Yi Feng picked up the guitar again and angrily strummed the tune "East Wind Breaks".