The blade slices, splitting open the fish’s belly, emitting a deliciously sweet and fishy aroma.
Zhang Feng throws the fish to the other end of the small boat.
Sitting at this end, he plans to trick the strange crow into coming down.
But it only circles in the air, not descending.
Maybe it saw his ’short-distance’ skills were too advanced?
Seeing this, Zhang Feng estimates the distance and, from an equidistant point, throws the fish 15 meters out to sea.
If it comes down to catch it, he can grab it in a split second.
However, as the waves churned, the gutted fish freely fell onto the sea surface.
When the fish is almost swallowed by the waves, the crow finally prepares to dive.
Zhang Feng also seizes the opportunity, getting ready to build up energy for capture.
But just at that moment, from a distance, a larger crow flies in.
Its feathers near the wing tips are somewhat white, and when its wings are spread, they span over a meter long, even gathering a hint of ’dark qi’ like stars.
Its spread wings block the smaller crow that was about to descend.
’This thing has become an essence, possessing some cultivation.’
Zhang Feng realizes he can’t catch it,
’Once animals cultivate and absorb spiritual qi, aside from the beast instincts that are difficult to change in the short term, their behaviors and intelligence aren’t weaker than ordinary humans.’
Zhang Feng knows this from deducing based on the traits of mice and spiritual qi.
So, unable to catch them now, he decides to ignore them.
Continue to observe these symbols, see what information can be gleaned.
Let them circle in the sky.
Before he realizes it.
The sun sets in the west.
Zhang Feng moves from the dock to the cliffs outside the dock.
The two crows in the sky are still following.
After examining more than a dozen spots, Zhang Feng realizes there is something wrong with this island.
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Because the placement and drawing of these symbols resemble a ’cultivation of evil qi’ array.
Zhang Feng can feel traces of evil qi, a sort of indescribable ’yin wind.’
This person wants to use living humans to nurture elusive ’evil spirits’ or tangible ’corpse ghosts.’
And it’s not just nurturing his crows.
Fortunately, the level of spiritual qi in this world isn’t sufficient to support his insane plan.
In Zhang Feng’s observations, these yin winds just formed not long ago were blown away by the sea wind, never having a chance to gather.
But it’s also clear that this person is constantly adjusting and modifying the array.
If he truly succeeds in creating a ’slaughter ground’ on the island.
Then, he would definitely nurture several beings neither human nor ghost.
’This person is indeed a talent in practicing dark and deviant ways, conducting experiments and tests here.’
Zhang Feng thinks it over, considering killing him for two reasons: since confronted, he should rid the public of harm.
The second reason is that this setup is genuinely strong, having a foundation for gathering evil qi arrays.
He must find an original copy of it to study.
’Evil qi’ is also a form of energy manipulation.
Even deviant practices must be learned.
Even if not used, they must be understood.
Zhang Feng quickly clarifies his thoughts, rowing his boat in circles around Lin Island.
The two crows swiftly circle in the air above Zhang Feng at a distance, as if warning him of something.
After a few seconds, they flap their wings and fly towards the west side of the island, landing at a certain spot.
’Could they be returning to their nest to report to their master?’
Zhang Feng thinks for a moment and steers the boat towards the northwest shoreline.
He hasn’t gathered any more information yet, so he might as well go take a look.
Soon, he arrives at the cliffside on the island’s flank.
Here, there are no ships or people, just chaotic rocks jutting out from the sea.
Above, on the cliff, is where the two crows landed.
Zhang Feng throws out a stone anchor, docking the boat below a rock.
Then, he flips himself over and stands vigilantly on a rock two meters up.
’After the last few calls, those two crows flew away without continuing to monitor me.
There are no crows around, nor any strange animals.
This person likely doesn’t know I’ve arrived.’
Zhang Feng is still very careful in searching for people, in case his constitution isn’t high enough and he gets killed.
Of course, he can wait for a few years to stabilize.
But now, seeing knowledge and cultivation techniques available.
Having these in hand to quickly get acquainted and deduce would naturally be good.
If things aren’t possible, Zhang Feng is also ready to flee anytime.
With nearly 90 in constitution, plus spiritual qi and inner strength, he can travel on the wind and with the golden light skipping ground, covering seventy to eighty meters in a step.
Not even the Lingshan Immortal from previous worlds could necessarily catch up with him.
Moreover, Zhang Feng believes his opponent shouldn’t be very strong.
If he was, he wouldn’t be ’sneakily’ setting up arrays in the corners along the shore, especially assigning two ’sentinels.’
This is evidently ’guarding’ against something.
At the very least, if it were him, once his constitution improved, he would conduct affairs straightforwardly and openly.
Zhang Feng searches the forest for a long time, yet finds no traces of anyone living.
Including those Yin Sha Skills, which leave no remaining trace here either.
This person, indeed has low strength.
The crow might also be a trick to intentionally lead him to a place without people.
Now, with no results and no other information.
Zhang Feng thinks about it and decides to regroup with the captain and others first.
As long as this person practices on the island, he will wait here; he doesn’t believe they won’t show up.
Inside a dilapidated house on the southeastern island.
A middle-aged man dressed in burlap is feeding two crows in the house,
"I didn’t expect that aside from the Island Master’s great martial artist, there are other Qi cultivators on the island?"