High School of Demon Hunting

Chapter 434: Chapter 103 The Lost Big Kun _1

A small fish of greyish-white color darted lightly through the mist.

These slender-bodied life forms, born out of the fog, moved agilely in groups of three or five, chasing and tearing at one another. Within a short period of time, thousands of tiny fish disappeared into the bellies of their companions.

The little fish that swallowed their companions grew slightly thicker, and their features became clearer. With round eyes and wide mouths, back bladders resembling those of small whales.

These small whales continued to tear and devour each other, growing and strengthening in this world enveloped by the mist.

Until finally.

The sole surviving little fish had transformed into a huge creature.

When it wagged its tail on one side of the Misty Sea, a monstrous wave would rise on the other side. When it opened its mouth and inhaled deeply, the fog of the entire world would thin significantly.

”There’s something beneath the fog!” Zheng Qing gripped the brass telescope tightly, nearly shoving his eyes inside it.

Before the union of the venerable wizards arrived, the young scholarship student, out of sheer boredom, started earnestly watching the story unfolding within the mist hovering over the hunting ground.

The cliché story of big fish eat small fish, small fish eat shrimps.

The only irresistible aspect was the vivid evolution of the little fish during the constant tearing and devouring. They seemed like real creatures.

More than once, Zheng Qing saw juvenile fishes that had just broken out of their embryo membranes, get swallowed by predators the size of a finger. He watched little fish that had their tails bitten off, how they tumbled in the fog, struggling to prey on weaker members of their own species. The white fog constantly dissipated from their injuries and accumulated through their tearing.

This path of evolution was so cruel that the young scholarship student didn’t dare ask the professor whether these beings in the fog were real or unreal.

Until the last big fish swallowed a large portion of the fog.

”There’s something below the fog!” Zheng Qing stared intensely at the thinning fog, widening his eyes, trying to discern the scene shrouded below.

His shout resonated with many people.

”How come I see a vast desert below?” Duan Xiao Jian rotated the telescopic lens in his hands and appeared a little surprised. ”Is the theme for this year’s Hunting Competition ’Desert Hunt’? My, what a huge storm!”

”What storm! Those are bugs! So many bugs!” Li Meng cut him off, screaming. ”Disgusting... all bugs... let’s go home, Cousin! This will only give us nightmares!”

”Bugs? Where?” Jiang Yuyan comforted the little witch, sounding somewhat confused. ”I saw a vast sea... or perhaps a lake? There are egrets standing on deadwoods in the water.”

Zheng Qing was about to share what he saw when he heard the clamorous discussion around him. He suddenly had second thoughts and refrained, unable to resist adjusting his telescope to take another look.

What he saw was a lush grassland.

Soft carpet grass, tough brome, tall mugwort, starry-eyed clovers covered in tiny white flowers, fully-blooming hyacinths and more. If there was a willow tree in the midst of it, a resting shepherd boy, and a foraging bull, it would be a picturesque, poetic scene.

Before he could get a clear view, the bladder on the back of the big fish burst open like a volcanic eruption. The rolling fog poured out and in the blink of an eye, the center of the hunting ground was submerged again.

Zheng Qing blinked and finally couldn’t contain his curiosity. He turned to look at Xiao Xiao.

”What’s down below? Did you see it clearly?”

Xiao Xiao hesitated for a moment and shook his head rarely, indicating he was unsure too.

Zheng Qing didn’t needle him.

He suddenly remembered a question that had been bothering him before.

”Is this hunting ground a bit too small?” The young scholarship student stretched out his arms, gesturing, and asked, ”If used for a football match, it would be more than adequate... but for demon hunting?”

As he spoke, he shook his head continuously.

”If I put on my armor horse and ran around this field ten times, it probably won’t even take a minute,” Zheng Qing eventually got the perfect analogy, he couldn’t help but complain: ”In many demon hunting competition recordings that I watched, those hunting teams often sprint dozens of miles, to and fro for more than ten days... did they actually stage ’battles between trapped beasts’ within such a small hunting ground?”

”They probably didn’t.” Xiao Xiao denied it but also appeared somewhat confused. In the end, he only said: ”Wait a bit longer... we’ll know soon.”

In the conversation, the flags around the hunting ground suddenly fluttered, a sudden strong wind fell in the center of the mist.

The big fish in the foggy sea seemed to have taken a powerful stimulant, frantically flapping its tail, stirring up the fog into monstrous waves. Riding on the wind, it soared upwards.

”Kun... Big Kun??” Zheng Qing stuttered as he looked at the silhouette continuously transforming in mid-air.

It wasn’t just him who got startled.

From all directions of the hunting ground’s spectator stands, startled screams rang out.

”In the North Ming sea resides a fish, which is named Kun...”

”It transforms into a bird, and its name is Big Kun...”

”It gets angered and flies. Its wings are like clouds hanging down from the sky...”

”The water lashes out for three thousand miles, riding the whirlwind and rising ninety thousand miles higher... ”

”Breaking through the clouds and carrying the clear sky...”

Young wizards, after the initial shock, seemed to be fueled by the ’Kun’ that had escaped the fog. They involuntarily hummed Zhuangzi’s ”Free and Easy Wanderings.”

But before they could finish, they abruptly stopped.

The big fish that had broken out of the fog hadn’t flown very high when a huge python-like dragon shot out from the depths of the dense fog, swallowing the bird-fish that was about to metamorphose into Big Kun.

The fog churned and gradually calmed a lot.

The hunting ground fell into an eerie silence.

All the spectators stared blankly at this scene, too stunned for words.

”Disappointing,” Li Meng summarized her feelings with one word from the side.

”They’re here!” Xiao Xiao suddenly tugged at Zheng Qing’s sleeve.

Although he didn’t explain, Zheng Qing immediately understood the Professor’s unspoken words.

He turned his head to look at the president’s platform.

Underneath the red curtains, on the first row of three high-backed chairs, three figures draped in black robes had appeared at some point in time.

”The one on the left is the president of the Under the Moon Council, the one on the right is the president of the Wizard Council... the principal is sitting in the middle.” Xiao Xiao, holding a brass telescope in his hand, introduced them in a hushed, rapid voice.

Zheng Qing struggled to adjust the telescope in his hands, but no matter how he adjusted the focal length, the three black figures in his vision remained hazy, like mist.

It gave someone the impression that they belonged to a different world.

”I still can’t see them clearly.” The young scholarship student eventually tossed down the telescope in frustration and said with a grumble, ”that deceitful peddler from the Wandering Bar... I’ll complain about him when I get back!”

Xiao Xiao shook his head, he knew what was bothering Zheng Qing.

”If their appearances could be seen so easily, he wouldn’t be the principal of the First University,” the professor muttered as he held his telescope, carefully scrutinizing the presidential platform.

Zheng Qing sighed, didn’t retort and just picked up his telescope again.