"System, how many Hate Points do I have now?"
Xia Ping asked. Although he had spent a large number of Hate Points earlier, he had gained plenty more after arriving on Beast Island. Overall, he should have gained quite a lot.
"Host, you currently have twelve thousand three hundred and fifty Hate Points," the system replied.
Xia Ping rubbed his chin. He hadn't expected his Hate Points to exceed ten thousand, though most of them had probably come from those bandits. This kind of hatred, where neither side would rest until the other was dead, was usually hard to provoke.
"This time, I really hit the jackpot. I can't believe I got so many Hate Points." Xia Ping smiled faintly. But even though the total seemed like a lot, if he actually started spending them, they would probably be gone in the blink of an eye.
"Never mind. I'll head back to the cave first. With these Blood-Red Fruits, breaking through to the Martial Apprentice Eighth Heaven will be easy. After that, I'll settle the score with those bandits."
With a whoosh, Xia Ping hurried onward, laying a few traps along the way to keep the bandits from tracking him. After doubling back several times, he finally returned to the cave.
By then, night had fallen.
"Xia Ping!"
Hearing a voice outside the cave, Jiang Yaru and the others immediately grew alert. But they soon realized it was Xia Ping returning, and their faces lit up with delight.
"Xia Ping, are you all right? Did you get hurt?"
"What about the bandits? Did they hurt you?"
"You were gone for so long that we thought something terrible had happened to you. Thank goodness you made it back!"
The women chattered anxiously, watching Xia Ping with concern.
"I'm fine. I only