"Pity I don't have a sustained Beast Control Technique. Otherwise, I could gather some poisons in the mountains. When the time came, whoever I wanted dead would die. Who would dare bully me then?"
Zhang Chen did not drive the little spider away. Instead, he placed it on his shoulder and let it hitch a ride.
Zhang Chen continually darted through the deep mountains and ancient forests. Tangled branches scraped his clothes to shreds, leaving crimson streaks across his skin. Yet as his blood flowed, the marks on his skin swiftly vanished.
Any place where his skin was slightly broken healed before blood could even flow out.
But for the sake of catching bait to test the Fox Spirit, he endured it!
Zhang Chen wandered through the mountains for quite a while before finally reaching the hill where he had once seen the elk.
With Zhang Chen's hunting methods, catching a Sika Deer was as easy as turning his hand over. He filled a small iron pot with water and placed it inside a basket, then arranged the basket's entrance and set it on the ground. In weather like this, the Sika Deer had long since run out of water and could only draw moisture from leaves. The moment it saw fresh water, it naturally could not resist sticking its head in to drink, and the basket became lodged around its head and antlers.
In less than an hour, a Sika Deer took the bait. Zhang Chen moved as swiftly as the wind and rushed forward, pouncing on the stumbling Sika Deer that had lost its sight and knocking it to the ground. The Sika Deer was unwilling to be captured and struggled to its feet to resist, only to see peanut-sized mouths appear in Zhang Chen's palms—hideous and terrifying