Jin Zheng raised his head and asked.
"Does the Young Lord wish to hunt these Heaven-and-Earth spirit beasts as mounts?"
Yang Huai replied calmly.
"You only need to answer: do they exist, or not?"
Jin Zheng paused, then said.
"Qilin and Nine-Colored Deer are common enough. Only Black Tortoises hide in the depths of rivers, making them difficult to hunt!"
Huo Du, standing nearby, raised his head. A gleam lit the depths of his eyes as he said.
"If the Young Lord wants a living Black Tortoise Spirit Turtle, I may have a way?"
"Oh?"
Yang Huai's eyes shifted. He seemed to have guessed something and said.
"You mean exchanging for one with another tribe?"
Huo Du said.
"As far as I know, the Roushou Tribe hunts countless spirit beasts every year. They must have some kept in reserve. As long as the Young Lord and...!"
At this point, he seemed to suddenly realize something and hurriedly fell silent. The other warriors nearby wore slightly strange expressions, and some even looked faintly pleased at his misfortune.
They had long figured out this Young Lord's temperament. Whenever that distinguished person from the Roushou Tribe was mentioned, there was an eighty or ninety percent chance that the Young Lord would lose his temper.
Yet, to everyone's surprise, Yang Huai merely pondered for a moment before waving his hand.
"I understand!"
"If the two of you can capture a living Heaven-and-Earth spirit beast for me, you will certainly be rewarded!"
At those words, Huo Du immediately let out a sigh of relief and quickly accepted the order.
"Yes!"
Hunting strange beasts for the tribe had originally been their duty.
Jin Zheng beside him also cupped his hands and accepted the order, though he seemed to have some other thoughts in his heart.
Then