Becoming a Saint From the Iron Armor Skill

"Tier One Demon Beast, the Gray Wolf Demon. Incredibly fast, skilled at leaping, and resistant to blades. Its power far exceeds that of a Perfect Martial Artist of the Skin Grinding Realm.

Three Perfect Martial Artists of the Skin Grinding Realm once teamed up to hunt a Gray Wolf Demon in the mountains, but one died and two were injured.

When encountering this Wolf Demon, even a Purple-clothed Guard at Small Success in the Muscle Strengthening Realm must be cautious and should not hunt it alone, or risk death."

This was the entry for the Gray Wolf Demon in the Demon Suppression Department’s Demon Beast Atlas.

Among the locals around Chen Family Gully, the Gray Wolf Demon was known as the "Night Howling Lang."

The Night Howling Lang loved to howl from mountain peaks on moonlit nights, its cries echoing through the forests for over ten li.

The Night Howling Lang usually stayed deep within the Great Wilderness Mountain Range, rarely appearing in the outlying forests.

The beast was incredibly vicious. Every time it appeared, many mountain folk would end up in its belly.

Thus, whenever they heard its howls at night, every family among the mountain folk would sing a folk song from their homes:

"Night Howling Lang, don’t you wail, hurry back home to your trail!

Night Howling Lang, don’t be proud, or a grave will be your shroud!"

According to ancient legend, singing this song could drive the Night Howling Lang back into the deep mountains and old forests.

No one knew if the song actually worked, but the Night Howling Lang rarely appeared anyway. On the few occasions it did, it would only stay for a day or two before quickly vanishing after hearing the villagers’ song.

This year was clearly an exception. The Night Howling Lang had come to the nearby forests and stayed for nearly half a month.

The mountain folk sang the song until their throats were raw, but they couldn’t drive it away.

At first, it only roamed the forests, but gradually it began approaching the nearby villages, and its arrival brought death and destruction.

Li Family Village was in the worst state, having already lost more than ten lives—men and women, young and old.

The villagers took refuge in their stockade and had a few days of peace, but the Night Howling Lang broke in during the night and claimed several more lives.

For the villagers, there was no doubt: the only way to end this disaster was to find a way to kill the beast and put it in the ground.

But how could a group of village hunters possibly kill the Gray Wolf Demon?

The Wolf Demon’s hide was resistant to blades; an ordinary hunter’s long spears and arrows couldn’t even break its defense.

Moreover, it was incredibly fast, with extremely sharp teeth and claws. An ordinary hunter would be gravely wounded or killed by a single swipe or bite.

Even if dozens of veteran hunters teamed up to surround and kill the Gray Wolf Demon in the mountains, it would likely kill them all.

Therefore, left with no other choice, the people of Li Family Village came up with a plan to dig a pitfall trap to lure and kill the Gray Wolf Demon.

They even asked the people of Chen Family Gully to come and help.

Right now, there were still many freshly ripened crops in the fields waiting to be harvested.

These crops were the result of the villagers’ year-long labor, the key to a family’s livelihood for the entire year.

If they weren’t harvested soon, the delay would mean they’d be devoured by birds and beasts, and whatever was left would likely rot in the fields.

As long as the Gray Wolf Demon remained, the villagers could not go into the fields to harvest their crops.

Although the people of Chen Family Gully Village weren’t as worried about ending up in the Wolf Demon’s belly, they were also anxious to harvest their crops.

After a group discussion, they decided to help Li Family Village and kill the Wolf Demon together.

The Gray Wolf Demon swaggered up to the village entrance, its four sharp claws digging forcefully into the hard, dry, yellow earth a few times.

Amidst a cloud of flying dust, it dug a deep pit.

The beast then lifted its hind leg, brazenly pissed into the pit, and threw its head back with another long howl.

In the Gray Wolf Demon’s eyes, the Li Family Village stockade was undoubtedly its private garden for hunting "blood-food."

And all this blood-food was gathered in one place, which was just so convenient.

This blood-food even sang strange songs from time to time, which it found quite exciting.

Seeing this, the villagers hiding on the stockade walls were both furious and anxious!

"That beast really deserves to die!" Chen Rui muttered under his breath.

He was Chen An’s second son, twenty years old, with a rather sturdy build, and was also a well-known hunter in the nearby villages.

"Quiet!" Chen An, who was beside him, shot his son a glare, and the latter immediately fell silent.

Chen An was nearly fifty, his hair and beard streaked with gray and his face weathered, but his eyes were sharp and bright.

The arm holding the longbow wasn’t particularly thick, but it was corded with muscle, tight and powerful.

He was not a Martial Artist; such a physique was undoubtedly forged from years of hunting in the mountains.

In the forest, his practical combat ability was likely no less than that of an ordinary Great Success Martial Artist in the Skin Grinding Realm.

Nearby, Chen Chong, who had a lean but more powerful build, kept his eyes fixed on the Wolf Demon at the village entrance from start to finish.

He had inherited all of his father’s skills and was now the pillar of the Chen Family, as well as one of the strongest hunters in the nearby villages.

Next to Chen Chong were his three brothers-in-law, the three brothers from Li Family Village led by Li Chunlei, who were also renowned hunters in the area.

After the Gray Wolf Demon broke into the stockade, many villagers had planned to flee and become refugees.

But Li Chunlei and his two brothers refused to leave.

Their ancestors had lived on this land for generations. Though life was hard, it was also free and untroubled.

How could they be willing to flee to some strange place and live the life of a vagrant?

Seeing that the three brothers wouldn’t go, the other villagers didn’t leave either.

Chen An and his sons, along with the three Li brothers, were undoubtedly the leaders of the villagers and their hope for slaying the Wolf Demon.

After its satisfying piss and howl, the Gray Wolf Demon strode toward the stockade.

As it advanced, its crimson-glowing eyes scanned the surroundings.

It soon noticed the huge pitfall in front of the stockade, and the wild boar squealing inside it.

"AWOOO..."

The wild boar’s shrill squeals made the Gray Wolf Demon let out an excited howl of its own.