The Almighty Martial Arts System

Simba had now truly grown into a colossal beast, and calling him a giant Tibetan Mastiff was no exaggeration. Fully matured, Simba stood nearly a meter tall at the shoulder, with a body length of about ninety centimeters and a weight approaching one hundred kilograms.

Even when crouching motionless, his size completely surpassed that of most adults!

Coupled with his lush, thick, often golden fur, he looked almost indistinguishable from a lion on the savannah, leaving everyone who saw him utterly amazed.

Regardless of how intelligent Simba was, or how pure his bloodline might be—already possessing a certain level of wisdom—his physical stature alone meant that if he were ever put up for sale, he would undoubtedly be worth tens of millions!

Naturally, such an eye-catching Tibetan Mastiff wasn’t suited for travel by train or plane. To take him to the capital for the hunting event, Jiang Fei had to drive.

And not just in any ordinary car—it had to be spacious enough, like Ye Yuanyuan’s hefty off-road vehicle. A regular car simply wouldn’t fit Simba.

As for the eagle in the sky, it had also grown considerably larger. Though it still couldn’t carry Jiang Fei on its back without being weighed down, it wasn’t far from being able to do so.

Ye Yuanyuan looked at the eagle and the “tiger” (Simba) and couldn’t help but say, “Do you have some unique pet food formula or something? I get that your cooking is amazing, but how did your pets grow so freakishly huge?”

Jiang Fei smirked proudly. “What unique formula? It just shows how sharp my eye is—I pick only the best pets!”

If you thought about it, Jiang Fei had fed Simba and the eagle Summoning Beast Evolution Serum, which was essentially a miraculous formula. Without it, these two pets would never have evolved to this extent.

Jiang Fei changed the subject. “What time are we leaving tomorrow? We’ll take your off-road vehicle. My SUV is too small for Simba—only your car can barely fit him.”

“We’ll leave first thing in the morning!” Ye Yuanyuan shot Jiang Fei a sidelong glance. This was a military-grade off-road vehicle, and now it was being used to transport a pet.

“Sounds good.” Jiang Fei nodded excitedly. He was eager to go and naturally wanted to leave as soon as possible. He glanced at the sky and said, “It’s getting late. Why don’t you stay here tonight? We can hit the road first thing tomorrow.”

“Do you really think I’d stay overnight at your place?” Ye Yuanyuan coldly glared at him.

After what happened last time in Huacheng, she’d learned that this guy’s narcissism knew no bounds. If she stayed the night, he’d definitely think she had some ulterior motives!

At most… she’d stay for a satisfying dinner.

Jiang Fei didn’t bother arguing with this outwardly cold but inwardly warm big-eyed girl. He smiled and said, “Fine, don’t stay. Just make sure you’re here on time tomorrow to pick me up.”

Knowing that Ye Yuanyuan wouldn’t stay the night but would definitely stick around for dinner, a cheerful Jiang Fei didn’t hold back. He went all out to entertain her. Everything from the garden, the mountains, the water, and the sky—poultry, lean meat—Jiang Fei used it all to prepare a feast for her.

There weren’t too many dishes—just eight—but each was a genuine masterpiece, a rare and exquisite delicacy, from ingredient selection to cooking method, each meticulously crafted.

As for drinks, Jiang Fei brought out the finest wine he had brewed himself. He considered these wines top-tier, comparable to world-class vintages, no less than those famous red wines aged for decades or even a century.

Li Bai’s line, “Gold vessels of clear wine, ten thousand a cask,” could very well describe Jiang Fei’s wines.

Ye Yuanyuan was usually quiet, especially during meals, but faced with Jiang Fei’s cooking, her cold facade couldn’t hold. Her tough, violent image was completely shattered, replaced by the demeanor of a gluttonous young girl.

No matter how much she disliked Jiang Fei, his culinary skills were undeniable and had genuinely won her over.

This had been decided ever since she went to his house to ask him to treat her grandfather and shamelessly begged for a meal.

To win a woman’s heart, you must first win her stomach. Jiang Fei’s cooking was something few women in the world could resist.

A fed mouth is short on complaints, and a helped hand is soft in response.

After enjoying Jiang Fei’s delicious feast, Ye Yuanyuan might not have praised him outright, but the next day, she was reliable, arriving early to pick up Jiang Fei and his two hunting “generals,” Simba and the eagle.

The distance from Jincheng to the capital wasn’t short. Even driving at high speed with clear traffic, it would take about twenty hours. So, once Ye Yuanyuan started driving, Jiang Fei wouldn’t follow in another car.

Those twenty hours couldn’t be handled by one person alone; he and Ye Yuanyuan would have to take turns driving.

However, once Simba was loaded into the car and the eagle flew into the spacious military off-road vehicle, officially starting the journey to the capital, Jiang Fei suddenly felt a twitch in his eyelid and a sense of unease!

Jiang Fei narrowed his eyes and frowned.

Having mastered the arts of Qimen Dunjia and deciphered much of the “Tui Bei Tu,” Jiang Fei had developed an intuition for many things—a mysterious, almost mystical sense. Although he’d tried reading fortunes for others without success, he had indeed gained some ability to predict fortune and misfortune, something he’d proven over time.

So, this eyelid twitch and sense of unease were definitely not motion sickness. His precognitive ability was kicking in, warning him that something bad was about to happen.

Closing his eyes, Jiang Fei began to use the principles of the “Tui Bei Tu” and Qimen Dunjia to deduce the situation, naturally entering a strange state of concentration.

After a while, he opened his eyes and looked seriously at Ye Yuanyuan, who was driving. “This hunting trip in the capital—it’s not just us, is it? Did you tell others?”

Ye Yuanyuan nodded matter-of-factly. “Of course. Every time I go to the hunting grounds, I have a fixed group of friends. This time is no different. But they’re not from Jincheng. Some are locals from the capital, like Wu Ke, whom you know. Others will join us on the way to the capital. You’ll meet them soon. Why?”

Jiang Fei frowned deeply and shook his head. “Nothing, just asking.”

Of course, he wasn’t “just asking.” Based on his deductions, he predicted that something unfavorable was likely to happen during this hunting trip!

And this unfavorable event wasn’t due to dangerous prey at the hunting grounds causing an accident.

It wasn’t just that Jiang Fei was highly skilled himself, with spirit animal helpers like Simba and the eagle—even the most ferocious animals would be no match for him. Even if there were wild boar kings or Siberian tigers, it wouldn’t matter!

If they dared to come, and killing them wasn’t illegal, Jiang Fei could handle them.

The unease he felt was unclear but vaguely perceptible—it came from people!

Yes, Jiang Fei felt that during this hunting trip to the capital, someone would likely cause “trouble” for him!

And this trouble wouldn’t be minor—it was significant enough to make him feel unsettled.

“Who would want to cause trouble for me?” Jiang Fei wondered. Although his predictive skills were advanced, they couldn’t foresee everything. Being able to sense danger in advance was already quite an achievement.

At the very least, it served as a warning, allowing him to be prepared and not caught off guard when trouble arrived.

Jiang Fei didn’t tell Ye Yuanyuan what he’d sensed.

For one, he didn’t know how to explain it. Should he say he predicted danger and that someone meant him harm? It sounded ridiculous.

Moreover, Jiang Fei wasn’t sure if the trouble came from Ye Yuanyuan’s friends, and she likely didn’t know about it either. Given their relationship—where they often rubbed each other the wrong way but had still become genuine friends—it was unlikely she would intentionally harm him.

Just like during Jiang Fei’s duel with Miyamoto Ichizen, Ye Yuanyuan had been genuinely concerned for his safety.

Lost in thought, Jiang Fei rode along as the off-road vehicle sped northward!

Along the way, when passing through Northwest Province, others indeed joined them.

Two more off-road vehicles joined—a Jeep Wrangler and a Dongfeng, both with military plates.

This didn’t surprise Jiang Fei. Ye Yuanyuan’s friends were likely military folks, similar to her in temperament.

The four people in the two vehicles—three men and one woman—weren’t particularly handsome or beautiful, but they all had an extraordinary air about them, clearly not from ordinary backgrounds.

All four were dressed in standard hunting gear, clearly experienced.

After meeting up, they didn’t chat much, just exchanged basic introductions. Ye Yuanyuan had them get acquainted with Jiang Fei.

Jiang Fei carefully observed them but found that none were the source of his unease, so his interest waned.

On the other hand, the four were very curious about Jiang Fei, this newcomer who got to ride in Ye Yuanyuan’s car. They couldn’t help but glance at him curiously.

If not for Ye Yuanyuan’s usual intimidating presence, they would’ve already started joking about it…