At that critical moment, a mad idea flashed through Mu Bai's mind.
Then let's give it a try. Mu Bai suddenly sneered. With a backhand sweep of the Qinglin Sword in his right hand, he actually slashed open his own left arm, carving a bloody gash deep enough to expose bone!
Sss—
Blood immediately came gushing out, and the thick stench of blood instantly filled the entire cave.
Enduring the searing pain, Mu Bai let the blood drip down his arm and fall to the ground, splashing into dazzling crimson flowers across the stone floor.
Zhou Yao froze for a moment before mocking him. "Trying to win my sympathy by mutilating yourself? You've got the wrong idea!" He shook the Black Fiend Finger Tiger. "I've killed more people than you've seen in your entire life."
Mu Bai did not answer. He merely circulated his true qi in silence, accelerating his blood flow.
More blood poured from the wound, and the scent of blood grew ever stronger.
He believed that with the Silver Moon Wolf King's sense of smell, blood qi this potent could be clearly detected from miles away.
Sure enough, a sharp wolf howl faintly rang out from beyond the cave!
Then came a second, a third... Howls rose and fell in rapid succession, swiftly drawing nearer as though conveying some kind of warning.
The bloodlust and fury within those cries made the entire cave tremble.
Zhou Yao's face instantly turned deathly pale. "You want to lure in the Silver Moon Wolf Clan!" He abruptly looked toward the cave entrance, then turned back to glare at Mu Bai. A flicker of panic finally flashed through his eyes. "Damn it, are you trying to die with me?"
Mu Bai grinned, revealing bloodstained teeth. "You guessed right."
"Madman!" Zhou Yao cursed