A Demon Beast-level leopard?
Li Yun's heart skipped a beat. As far as he knew, anything called a Demon Beast could rival a Martial Artist in the Aperture Refining Realm on Blue Star.
Beasts at that level possessed terrifying strength and speed, along with all manner of strange abilities: breathing fire, spewing poison, whipping up wind into blades... They were formidable in every sense of the word.
Even a true Martial Artist in the Aperture Refining Realm had to tread carefully around one. Otherwise, he could end up in its jaws at any moment.
And a leopard like that had appeared in the nearby forest?
He had spent more than ten days in those woods without running into it. He had been lucky.
After a moment's thought, Li Yun hurriedly asked, "Since you found signs of a Demon Beast, didn't you try asking for help?"
"Help?"
"From whom?"
"Xiantian Town?"
"Come on. It would take a Martial Artist in the Aperture Refining Realm at the very least to deal with a Demon Beast. Xiantian Town's only a small town. How many could it have?"
"The more capable Martial Artists in the Aperture Refining Realm left Xiantian Town long ago to seek opportunities elsewhere."
"Even if we asked for help, we'd have to wait for the town to gather people and put together a hunting party. That would take at least half a month... By then, wouldn't the daylilies have gone stone-cold?"
Zhao Sanshan's face was full of frustration, but there was nothing he could do. That was the helplessness of living in a small place.
Li Yun didn't know what to say. Following the principle that the more he said, the more mistakes he might make, he simply kept quiet.
Before long, they arrived at Zhao Sanshan's house.
Zhao Hailin