Heavenly Rebellion: The Human Race's Rise to Prominence-Chapter 31: Blackwood Dominance Art

Feng was awestruck.

When the Blackwood Ruler performed those specific stances, he could clearly see how spiritual energy flowed through its body.

The energy allowed it to create claw marks filled with darksilver spiritual energy that tore the ground apart, or unleash howls that made the entire Blackwood Forest tremble.

But that wasn't the most important part.

The most striking thing was the unique aura of dominance the Blackwood Ruler projected when it circulated its spiritual energy in specific ways.

It felt like Feng was standing before a supremely powerful apex predator.

The pressure made him feel like mere prey waiting to die, and it was suffocating.

He even felt his own spiritual energy being suppressed.

"What was that?" Feng thought, his heart racing.

The Blackwood Ruler's gray eyes locked onto him, as if testing whether he could comprehend the techniques it had just demonstrated.

[Responding to host, that was the innate spiritual energy cultivation technique used by higher-level Blackwood Wolves.

[It becomes accessible once a Blackwood Alpha Wolf breaks through the Qi Condensation Stage.]

"What's it called?" Feng wondered. Before the system could answer, the Blackwood Ruler howled, shaking the entire forest and making Feng yelp in surprise.

[Blackwood Dominance Art] the system translated the meaning of the Blackwood Ruler's howl.

"Blackwood Dominance Art?" Feng repeated, stunned.

Yet, the name felt fitting.

While the claw and howling techniques were impressive, what truly caught his attention was the overwhelming pressure the Blackwood Ruler emitted when using this art.

It made his cultivation base feel unstable, as though he couldn't even access half of his true strength.

Realizing the incredible gift the Blackwood Ruler had given him, Feng felt a surge of gratitude.

All his life in Raincloud Village, he had never experienced this kind of care.

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That such treatment came from the Blackwood Ruler made it even more significant.

"Thank you, Senior, for your guidance," Feng said, bowing deeply.

He was genuinely thankful for the knowledge the Blackwood Ruler had shared.

The Blackwood Ruler wagged its tail in response, looking pleased.

At first, Feng wanted to immediately cultivate and absorb what he had learned, but his gaze fell on the massive Greenfang Python lying on the ground.

A thought struck him: he should at least try to repay the Blackwood Ruler in some way.

"Alright, let's cook this thing over a fire," Feng decided.

He quickly gathered a pile of firewood from the forest.

With his cultivation base and the Blackwood Ruler's intimidating aura keeping spiritual beasts at bay, the task was simple.

Once he had enough firewood, Feng returned to the Blackwood Ruler's territory.

Clearing a spot, he began setting up a fire.

Feng started by selecting a flat patch of earth, free of grass or debris.

He dug a shallow hole about two feet wide and lined it with smooth, fist-sized rocks to help contain the heat.

Next, he sorted the firewood into three piles: large logs for the base, smaller branches for fuel, and dry twigs and leaves to serve as kindling.

He placed the kindling in the center of the hole, arranging it into a loose nest to allow air to flow.

Carefully, Feng stacked the smaller branches into a teepee shape over the kindling, leaving a small opening for air and access to the base.

The larger logs were arranged around the outside, ready to be added once the fire grew strong.

Satisfied with his setup, Feng crouched down and struck a spark with a flint he carried.

A few tries later, the kindling caught, a small flame flickering to life.

CRACKLE.

The fire ignited with ease, quickly spreading to the branches

. Feng blew gently on the flames, feeding them oxygen until they grew steady and strong.

The warmth radiated outward, dispelling the forest's chill.

He added a few larger pieces of wood to the fire, watching as it roared to life.

With the fire prepared, Feng turned his attention to the Greenfang Python.

Using his newly sharpened fingernail, he began to slice through the beast's thick hide.

Normally, it would have been nearly impossible for Feng to cut through the tough meat of a spiritual beast so far above his level, but the Blackwood Ruler, understanding his intentions, stepped in to assist.

With its razor-sharp claws, the Blackwood Ruler made quick work of the python, reducing it to manageable sections of meat.

Feng worked methodically, trimming away inedible parts and ensuring each piece was uniform in size.

Once the meat was prepared, he gathered sturdy branches from nearby trees, stripping them of bark to create makeshift skewers.

He carefully threaded the chunks of meat onto the sticks, ensuring they were secure.

Each skewer looked comically oversized due to the python's massive size, but it only added to the sense of accomplishment.

With the skewers ready, Feng arranged them over the fire, propping them up on a simple wooden frame he had crafted from fallen branches.

The flames licked at the meat, the sizzling sound filling the air.

The Blackwood Ruler seemed delighted by Feng's actions, wagging its tail energetically and looking as though it was salivating in anticipation.

Feng smiled, his movements careful as he turned the skewers to ensure even cooking.

"Senior, the food will be ready soon. Once it's done, you can have the first bite," he said, his tone light and respectful.

To enhance the flavor, Feng sprinkled a handful of herbs and spices he had found while gathering firewood.

He didn't know if they would taste good, but he figured they were better than nothing.

The aroma of roasting meat and fragrant herbs began to spread through the clearing, mingling with the smoke and making the scene feel almost festive.

After some time, the aroma of cooked meat filled the air.

The Greenfang Python's meat, skewered on oversized sticks, looked very appetizing.

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The Blackwood Ruler could no longer hold back and lunged forward, grabbing three of the largest skewers with its jaws.

It started devouring the meat with relish.

The enticing scent spread through the surrounding forest, enough to make anyone's mouth water.

Feng didn't mind the Blackwood Ruler's impatience.

Smiling, he picked one of the smaller skewers and took a bite.

Of course, "small" was relative; given the Python's size, even the smallest pieces were massive.

He took small bites at first, savoring the flavor.

Surprisingly, it wasn't the taste that struck him first—it was the intense surge of spiritual energy flowing into his body with every bite.

It felt like fire coursing down his throat and settling in his stomach.

His eyes lit up with excitement.

"This meat... it can actually improve my cultivation base?" Feng thought, his heart racing.

Without hesitation, he started eating faster, eager to absorb as much of the energy as possible.