Chapter 142 - 107: Leverage on Shen Xing, a Dangerous Neighbor

Chapter 142: Chapter 107: Leverage on Shen Xing, a Dangerous Neighbor

Late at night.

Jiangxin Yipin Villa District.

Shen Xing was fast asleep on his sprawling, two-meter-wide bed.

Suddenly, as if sensing something, his eyes snapped open.

’Hm? This aura... is it an Extraordinary Level creature?’

As a Lord at the peak of Level 9 who had consumed countless rare items, his Perception Ability had become so sharp he could clearly detect any unusual fluctuations within several hundred meters.

’For an Extraordinary Level aura to suddenly appear in the middle of the night, it either means someone is plotting against me, or...’

He quickly pulled out his phone, logged into the Jiang City Pioneer Association app, and tapped on the Bounty Board section.

Sure enough, not far from his location, he saw a flashing red dot on the map.

’An abnormal energy point, right on my doorstep? I’ll have to go take care of it.’

Shen Xing quickly dressed, got into his wheelchair, and prepared to go out and teach these monsters a harsh lesson.

Of course, he had checked the Bounty Board’s assessment. It was a B-level energy point, which meant the strongest monsters he would encounter were at the Extraordinary Level. With his power, he could handle that easily.

If it had been a higher, A-level energy point, he would have had to make a run for it.

Shen Xing pushed open the main door and entered the front yard.

Outside, a light rain was still falling, its fine, gray strands descending from the night sky like a beaded curtain.

After scanning his surroundings and confirming he was alone, he rolled up his sleeve to reveal the ethereal Fog Flower on his arm.

"I summon thee here and now: Overlord of the Sky, King of All Birds, Incarnation of the Wind’s Will, the Sky Ripper—Fried Chicken, descend!"

As his low voice echoed, the Fog Flower on his arm erupted with a dense gray fog, instantly engulfing the entire yard.

Within the mist, a massive silhouette could be faintly seen unfurling its wings, whipping up fierce gusts of wind.

When the fog dispersed, a magnificent and imposing Horned Eagle appeared before him. It had a wingspan of over six meters and was covered in metallic feathers.

’Excellent. Worthy of the name Sky Ripper. Absolutely magnificent.’

Shen Xing nodded in satisfaction, then commanded, "Let’s go. Show those things what you’re made of."

Fried Chicken: ⊙.⊙

It stared blankly at Shen Xing, a look of utter confusion on its face.

One moment, it had been sleeping soundly in its nest back in its own territory. The next, a voice had rung in its ears, and it suddenly found itself in this strange, unfamiliar place.

Shen Xing sighed and put a hand to his forehead. He had to explain it in a way the eagle would understand. "There are monsters outside. Take me to them so we can kill them."

Upon hearing this, Fried Chicken immediately began nodding its head like a chicken pecking at grain.

’A fight? Now that’s something I know how to do!’

’And after the fight, it’s mealtime! Just a bunch of little snacks!’

"SCREE!"

Fried Chicken obediently lowered itself to the ground and spread its wings, forming a ramp.

Shen Xing wheeled himself slowly up the ramp made by its wing, settling securely on its back.

Then, he closed his eyes, his consciousness linking with Fried Chicken’s.

WHOOSH—

With a single beat of its wings, it shot hundreds of meters into the air, carrying him along.

The entire villa district spread out below them, the streets and buildings shrinking into a miniature model.

Shen Xing scanned the area and spotted a small park on the bank of the Bailong River. In its center, a thick, heavy fog was churning. That must be the place.

Shen Xing locked onto the target and directed Fried Chicken to change course, diving toward it like a bolt of dark gold lightning.

At a speed of nearly four hundred kilometers per hour, they slammed into the Fog with terrifying force.

Inside, Shen Xing discovered some peculiar monsters.

They looked like giant springtails, their bodies long, flat, and pitch-black, with a Stone Eye the size of a cat’s eye marble on their backs.

One of them was enormous, about the size of a calf, and it radiated an Extraordinary Level aura. The eye on its back was as large as a pigeon’s egg.

’Huh? It’s a Stone-Eyed Flea.’

Shen Xing recognized this type of monster.

He had seen information about the Stone-Eyed Flea before while browsing a bestiary of special monsters on the forums.

They were a rather valuable type of monster. Killing them didn’t drop Soul Stones, but the eyes on their backs were worth even more.

These eyes could be socketed into equipment to provide an extra attribute bonus.

The more powerful the Stone-Eyed Flea, the higher the Quality of the eye it dropped and the greater the attribute increase.

Of course, the monsters’ method of attack was just as insidious.

They had a terrifying leaping ability. If you weren’t careful, one could jump onto you, burrow into your body through a wound, and take up residence as a parasite.

All that would remain visible was a single eye on the skin’s surface, staring out at the world.

What’s more, multiple Stone-Eyed Fleas could parasitize the same host.

Rumor had it that a Lord was once infested by dozens of Stone-Eyed Fleas at once, leaving his body covered in a dense carpet of eyeballs. It was, needless to say, a horrifying sight.

THUMP! THUMP THUMP!

Seeing Fried Chicken in the air, the Stone-Eyed Fleas instantly coiled their bodies and shot upward like springs.

"You’re courting death."

Shen Xing snorted and immediately had Fried Chicken spread its wings, unleashing countless glinting projectiles.

SHINK! SHINK SHINK SHINK SHINK!

A torrent of dark gold feathers rained down like a violent storm.

The Stone-Eyed Fleas were pierced by the sharp feathers before they could even get off the ground, pinning them viciously to the park floor.

It was Fried Chicken’s signature ultimate move—Thousand Feather Funeral!

SQUELCH! SQUELCH! SQUELCH! SQUELCH!

The sickening sound of piercing flesh rose and fell in waves. Soon, the ground in a thirty-meter radius was riddled with feather-like projectiles.

By the time the terrifying saturation attack finally ended, the entire swarm of Stone-Eyed Fleas had been pinned to the ground, dead.