Jiang Yun, prompted by her maid Qiuyue, had long been preparing for the winter hunt.

She bought beast-attracting incense and beast catchers in advance, resulting in a rather bountiful harvest.

At this very moment, she displayed two wild "Spotted Deer," a rare species that runs faster than ordinary deer.

"Tiger!"

The seventh animal caught was a tiger. This tiger was not a "sick tiger" or "wounded tiger," but a robust young mountain tiger.

Catching such a tiger was enough to be proud of.

The entire catch was displayed—four deer, two tigers, two wild boars, a tree crocodile, and other things that were not worth mentioning.

Although she caught one more tiger than Pang Long, the overall quality was not as good as his.

"Impressive, Xiaoyun."

Pang Long did not hesitate to praise.

"Thank you, Commander." Jiang Yun smiled but couldn't help but sigh, thinking, "Catching three Bear Beasts is really too difficult."

"This promotion has nothing to do with me this time."

Recalling a scene in the forest, her whole body shuddered. With her skills, hunting Bear Beasts was nothing but a self-imposed punishment with too much risk.

"Though I hunted two tigers, I won with devices." Madam Wen saw through the trick at a glance.

The two mountain tigers both died the same way, caught by a Beast Hunting Net, with inward hooks piercing their bodies, impossible to remove.

They were bled to death.

"It seems that no one can achieve the prize I set." Madam Wen felt slightly disappointed. She had her own abundant harvest, but if there was no one worth noting, it would be too dull.

"It's Lord Eagle."

"Lord Eagle is back."

At this moment, the much-anticipated Hua Hanying appeared in everyone's sight.

Madam Wen slightly raised an eyebrow, "I remember you. Last time, you caught a tiger with stripes. What did you hunt this time?"

Hua Hanying was overjoyed, "Madam still remembers me! This time, my harvest is quite rich, sure to make Madam look at me differently!"

Humbly, he said, "I have little talent and shallow skills. What I hunted surely can't compare to Commander Pang, and I'm afraid I'll just be laughed at."

His words held needles, implying that in hunting, while martial arts are important, they are not the most important.

Fighting prey head-on is ultimately a lower skill. He even had confidence that Pang Long's harvest might not be richer than his own.

These words, seemingly modest, were actually jabs at Pang Long.

"Hahaha, let's see if it's a mule or a horse, bring it out for a trot." Pang Long didn't catch it, jokingly said.

"Sigh, my luck was average, only catching three mountain tigers." Hua Hanying sighed, as he unfolded his Shrinking Flesh Bag…

Three large mountain tigers appeared on the ground, each notably big.

The scene was silent for a moment, then erupted into a vigorous commotion. The many servants carrying the prey couldn't help but stop to watch.

Luo Fang, too, didn't urge and instinctively came closer.

"Not bad." Madam Wen nodded gently, "You are the first to catch three tigers."

Hua Hanying was elated, deliberately not looking at Pang Long. He knew his catch had already surpassed Pang Long's, overshadowing him.

"It's a pity it rained on the third day, otherwise... I could have hunted another bear."

Upon saying this,

A black bear carcass dropped to the ground.

The bear's body was larger, with fur like black needles and sharp fangs, all showcasing wild nature.

Yet, at this moment, it lay silently on the ground, having been shot by an arrow—a trophy of Hua Hanying's, making him seem grand and mighty.

Madam Wen's eyebrows slightly rose, her expression slightly pleased. She always loved hunting, not only enjoying it herself but also watching others hunt.

Seeing the second bear carcass, her mood was already quite good.

She said, "This black bear, you engaged in close combat with it. You used the Fire Eagle Claw to wound its chest, then distanced yourself to shoot it dead."

"The Fire Eagle Claw shows some promise, showing qualities of Great Success. But when you executed the claw, it was sticky; the Inner Qi wasn't smooth passing through the Heavenly Palace Acupoint, lacking fiery energy."

"Unfortunately, your archery is mediocre, barely accurate within fifteen steps. Thus, every beast had to be engaged in close combat before using the bow and arrow to kill it."

Pang Long reminded, "You should thank Madam."

Hua Hanying, realizing belatedly, understood that Madam imparted knowledge with just a few words, and he immediately expressed gratitude repeatedly.

Then, the subsequent prey was much more ordinary.

"Perhaps too many people entered the mountains, alarming the animals."

"If I could still encounter tigers or bears, I surely could catch more." Hua Hanying lamented, not missing any opportunity to showcase himself.

"Although the harvest is not bad, ultimately it did not satisfy me." Madam Wen looked down slightly, glancing at Hua Hanying without any ripple in her eyes.

Hunting...emphasizes the word "shoot."

However, people like Pang Long and Hua Hanying emphasized the word "fight." They entered the woods not to hunt, but to battle with beasts.

While they all killed the beasts with arrows,

The difference between them was like tea and clear water.

Many in the Great Wu Dynasty resented "archery." Legend has it, the Great Wu's ancestor rose from archery, shooting out Great Wu's prosperity, shooting out the change of sun and moon.

"Is there anyone else?" Madam Wen asked.

Pang Long went to confirm, returning to say, "There are a few more C-class Nursing Homes."

"Let's wait another half hour. If they don't show up, they must have been eaten by wild animals." Madam Wen's voice was pleasant, but her words carried an inherent indifference.

Completely disregarding the life and death of the Nursing Homes.

"It's him!"

"Ah, so he didn't die."

At this moment, there were hushed whispers among the crowd.

The person was Li Xian. He had gone deep inside; though he intended to return yesterday, the rain kept pouring without end, and he wanted to smoke the meat.

So he found a cave, lit a fire to smoke the meat. Only when the rain completely stopped this morning did he start heading back nonstop.

"How did he also..." Hua Hanying was stunned, snorted coldly in his heart: "You're just a C-class Nursing Home, what real skill can you have? You must have hidden on purpose, appearing last to draw Madam's attention."

"Compared to the likes of my harvest, you are merely humiliating yourself. Without Pang Long's help, why would Madam ever reward you with Essence Meat?"

Unknowingly, jealousy had already flared, and his gaze held hostility.

Jiang Yun was also taken aback, her brow furrowed unconsciously.

"You're rather late." Madam Wen, seeing Li Xian's dry clothes, couldn't help but be curious.

"I sheltered from the rain last night and rushed back nonstop this morning." Li Xian explained.

Madam Wen said, "What did you hunt? Take it out for a look."

"Yes!" Li Xian took out the Shrinking Flesh Bag, first pulling out a wild rabbit, an arrow piercing its neck, with fresh blood still dripping.

This rabbit was one he hastily shot while on the road. There was one Lingyu Arrow left, and it made no sense not to use it.

Madam Wen frowned slightly, already tired of looking.

"I thought with you coming out so late, there must be some surprise." Jiang Yun pondered, her expression showing disdain, but she did not dare speak out.

"They're probably all wild rabbits or wild boars." Hua Hanying thought, secretly observing Madam's expression, seeing her glance away, he immediately said, "Alright, don't embarrass yourself and step aside."

Li Xian paid him no mind, reached in forcefully, and pulled out a deer carcass.

Hua Hanying thought, "It's just a deer carcass," intending to ridicule, but upon seeing it, Madam's gaze returned, so he held his tongue.

"An arrow through the heart," Madam Wen softly said.

This was quite a shot, as if seeing the arrow shuttle through the woods, create a path, and hit the prey's heart.

No extra movement, simple, straightforward, and neat.

Soon after…

Another deer carcass was pulled out.

"Another arrow through the heart." Madam Wen's brow lightly raised, showing slightly growing interest.

There are many deer hunters, but few shoot through the heart each time.

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