Revenge

The Crimson Flame Tiger suddenly opened its mouth, spewing out a blazing pillar of fire.

The pillar of fire, like rolling magma, swept out.

Instantly, all the arrows turned to molten iron in the flames, and even the Wang Family martial artists who were too close were pushed back several steps by the scorching heatwave, their faces burning, their clothes scorched black.

"Damn beast!"

Wang Li roared, rolling to avoid the flames. His arm was burned, and he gritted his teeth in pain.

But the mockery in the demonic beast's eyes became more apparent.

The next moment, it leaped forward, its claws slashing out fiercely!

"Bang!"

A terrifying shockwave swept out, cracking the ground and sending碎石 flying!

Wang Li was caught off guard, sent flying backward by the impact, smashing hard against the rock wall. His chest throbbed with pain, and a mouthful of blood surged into his throat.

The other Wang Family martial artists fared even worse. Some were blasted several yards away, crashing heavily onto the ground, their screams echoing.

Chu Ning stood not far away, the corner of his mouth lifting slightly.

"It seems you're all having quite a bit of fun."

He stood with his hands behind his back, quietly watching the Wang Family members being ravaged by the Crimson Flame Tiger, his eyes utterly cold.

"You scoundrel!"

Wang Li forced himself to stand, his eyes blazing with fury, wishing he could tear Chu Ning to shreds.

"How dare you lead us into the Crimson Flame Tiger's territory?"

Chu Ning shrugged, looking innocent.

"How can you blame me? You were the ones who insisted on chasing after me."

"Besides, who told you to get greedy when you saw the Nine Revolutions Profound Sun Fruit?"

Wang Li's expression shifted between anger and apprehension.

He finally understood Chu Ning's scheme.

First, use the snow fox as bait to lure them into Blazing Flame Valley.

Then, let them discover the Nine Revolutions Profound Sun Fruit to entice them into letting down their guard.

And at this moment, the Crimson Flame Tiger was alerted and officially revealed itself.

They thought Chu Ning was the prey, but they never expected that they were the prey!

"Damn it...!"

Wang Li's face was ashen, his heart filled with extreme rage.

However, he no longer had time to think.

The Crimson Flame Tiger roared again, its surrounding flames surging, and it pounced on them.

"Roar—!"

The Wang Family martial artists turned pale with terror, drawing their sabers to resist.

However, in the face of absolute power, they were no match for the Crimson Flame Tiger.

"Boom!"

The blazing flames swept over them once more.

Chu Ning watched this scene, a cold smile playing on his lips.

He slowly retreated, using the chaos as cover to slip away.

"Wang Li, enjoy yourself..."

"This is just the beginning."

Flames churned, and the air was thick with the smell of blood.

In Blazing Flame Valley, the once imposing Wang Family hunting team had been annihilated by the Crimson Flame Tiger, leaving only three or four survivors clinging to life.

They stood back-to-back, their faces filled with terror, their weapons trembling slightly, their eyes full of despair.

The Crimson Flame Tiger stood on the rock wall, looking down at these insignificant humans, its golden vertical pupils flashing with a playful light.

However, it did not attack immediately.

Because, not far behind it, Chu Ning stood quietly.

He held a black iron longbow, his posture straight, like a harbinger of death.

Wang Li gasped for breath, his face pale, his clothes tattered, and his body covered in burns.

He swallowed hard, his gaze fixed on Chu Ning, and said through gritted teeth, "Chu Ning... you... you dare to kill me?"

Chu Ning smiled slightly, slowly drawing his bowstring and nocking an arrow.

"Do you want it to be quick, or do you want to be slowly tortured to death?"

His voice was calm, yet it carried an undeniable, chilling killing intent.

Wang Li's pupils contracted, his heart suddenly pounding wildly.

He glanced at the three companions left beside him. All were severely wounded, utterly incapable of fighting any longer.

Then he looked at the Crimson Flame Tiger, which was coldly watching them, as if awaiting Chu Ning's command.

They had nowhere left to run.

Wang Li gritted his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead. His voice was hoarse, "Chu Ning, if you kill me... my ancestor won't let you off!"

Chu Ning gently drew the bowstring, the arrow trembling slightly at his fingertips, as if eager to taste blood.

He smiled faintly, his eyes icy, "That's perfect. I didn't plan on letting him off either."

"Whoosh—"

As soon as he finished speaking, the arrow shot through the air.

"Pfft!"

A martial artist from the Wang Family beside Wang Li's pupils suddenly shrank. He looked down at his chest.

There, an arrow had already pierced his heart.

He opened his mouth, seemingly wanting to say something, but in the end, not a single word came out. His body stiffened, and he fell straight down.

Wang Li's face changed drastically, and he looked at Chu Ning in terror.

However, in Chu Ning's hand, two more arrows were already nocked.

"Swoosh! Swoosh!"

Two strong gusts of wind whistled.

Two Wang Family martial artists, just as they let out a cry of alarm, were precisely shot through the throat.

Before they could even scream, they twitched a few times on the ground and lost all life.

Wang Li was completely despairing.

He suddenly turned his head, looking at the hellscape interwoven with blood and fire, his eyes full of unwillingness.

"No... impossible... I can't die here!"

He roared madly, like a possessed demon, and suddenly charged towards Chu Ning.

His speed was extreme, true qi erupting from his feet. Like a cornered beast facing death, he attempted a final, desperate strike.

However, "Whoosh!"

Chu Ning casually released the bowstring.

An arrow of light sliced through the air like thunder.

Wang Li's body suddenly froze.

The next moment, blood gushed from his neck like a fountain.

His head flew high, his face still displaying unwillingness and terror.

The headless corpse stood stiffly for a moment before finally crashing heavily to the ground.

Chu Ning slowly lowered his longbow, his expression calm.

[Hundred Steps Penetrating Willow · Grand Completion, Repayment Successful!]

The prompt from the Chaos Divine Order sounded in his ear.

Chu Ning was slightly stunned, then a smile appeared on his face.

It turned out he had already advanced "Hundred Steps Penetrating Willow" to Grand Completion. After killing these thirty Wang Family martial artists, he had finally completed the repayment cost for "Hundred Steps Penetrating Willow."

A strange perception flowed into his mind.

He closed his eyes, and in an instant, the entire world seemed to slowly unfold before him.

The ripple of wind blowing through dead branches, the heat waves surging from the cracks in the cave, even the slow rise and fall of the Crimson Flame Tiger's chest in the distance... everything was reflected in his perception with perfect clarity.

This was his new understanding of the wind direction, airflow, and movements in the world after achieving Grand Completion in "Hundred Steps Penetrating Willow."

His palm trembled slightly as he gripped the bowstring, feeling as if the arrow had already pierced the target.

As long as he locked onto a target, no one could escape!

The ultimate realm of archery, within a hundred steps, killing without a trace.

He looked at the longbow in his hand, a new understanding subtly dawning in his heart.

This was not just a shooting technique, but a true path of killing.

He slowly raised his head and looked at the Crimson Flame Tiger not far away.

A flicker of surprise flashed in the beast's golden eyes, as if it felt a hint of admiration for Chu Ning's decisive killing.

However, Chu Ning suddenly turned and walked slowly towards the cave in Blazing Flame Valley.

The Crimson Flame Tiger did not stop him.

It stood still, looking down at the corpses littering the ground. A slight grin spread across its muzzle, revealing its fangs, a savage expression tinged with excitement.

The blood on the ground slowly seeped into the cracks, moistening the Nine Revolutions Profound Sun Fruit on the rock face.

The fruit trembled slightly, the golden patterns flowing across its surface becoming even more vibrant. A rich medicinal fragrance slowly spread.

The Mysterious Sun Fruit… it was finally nearing ripeness!

Chu Ning stood before the cave entrance, reaching out to pluck two crimson fruits, feeling the surging spiritual energy within them.

The Crimson Flame Tiger stared at him, its golden eyes showing satisfaction.

"The trade is complete."

Chu Ning smiled faintly, raising the fruits in his hand.

The Crimson Flame Tiger let out a low growl, as if in response.