I Told You You Had the Wrong Person

Big Muntjac looked over and saw Black Tiger climbing up, which left him a little disappointed.

If it had been his older brother, Huang Dahu, he could have offered some help. This little black tiger stood little chance against these two human cultivators.

Black Tiger had not yet taken human form that day, so Yue Wen and Zhao Xing'er did not recognize him at first.

Black Tiger had lost consciousness for a few seconds after being struck while clinging to the vehicle. He had actually come around very quickly, but once he realized he was surrounded by humans, he had not dared move. Only after being thrown into this Simulated Wasteland Zone had he breathed a sigh of relief.

But danger lurked all around, with Demon Beasts and cultivators everywhere, so he still dared not relax. Only when he heard the muntjac brothers calling did he hurry over.

However bad their tempers were, at least those two were strong enough to protect him.

His happiness did not last long. When he saw Zhao Xing'er, he froze for just a second. Although she wore a mask, her figure, posture, and the red gleam flickering in her eyes were all just like that terrifying woman from that day.

He looked at Zhao Xing'er, then glanced back at Yue Wen. All at once, that familiar feeling returned.

"It's those two!" Black Tiger cried. "They're the ones who wiped out the Tiger Head Gang and killed my three brothers! Hurry up and attack!"

"Don't go spouting nonsense," Second Muntjac hurriedly stopped him. "The man back there is definitely our target, but how could this young lady be?"

Zhao Xing'er's hammer blow really had scared him senseless.

He wanted nothing more than to have nothing to do with this strange woman in the bulging-eyed mask.

Black Tiger pointed at Zhao Xing'er. "There's no way I could mistake her! She's the one who slashed at me with a huge blade, stabbed me with a spear, and even blasted me with a rocket launcher! I'd recognize her even if she were burned to ashes!"

"Then you've got the wrong person," Second Muntjac said immediately. "This young lady uses a hammer."

"You mean these?" Zhao Xing'er's Storage Artifact was a jade bracelet on her right wrist. With a turn of her hand, she displayed the Green Dragon Crescent Blade, the Dragon Gallbladder Silver Spear, the rocket launcher, and her other weapons one after another.

"Look, she's showing them to you! We hired you to kill her!" Black Tiger said urgently.

"It's perfectly normal to have the same everyday odds and ends," Big Muntjac said, shaking his head. "Don't be so sensitive."

"Have you even been learning human speech properly? Do you understand what 'everyday' means?" Black Tiger roared. "Which of those things is an everyday item?"

"Oh-" Zhao Xing'er said. "I get it. You're that black tiger demon who escaped from the Tiger Head Gang. These two stupid muntjacs are with you."

"Did you hear that? Did you hear that? She admitted it herself!" Black Tiger said, his eyes wide.

"You keep insisting it's her, so she's just saying that out of spite," Second Muntjac said loudly.

"She even called you stupid muntjacs!" Black Tiger raged. "Aren't you supposed to have terrible tempers? Isn't 'stupid muntjac' something nobody's allowed to call you?"

"Don't talk nonsense. We muntjacs are humanity's best friends." Big Muntjac flashed a friendly smile.

Second Muntjac raised his hammer behind Black Tiger and struck him with a clang. "You're the stupid one!"

Zhao Xing'er stood to one side with her arms folded. "You two stupid muntjacs are assassins?"

"Hehe." Big Muntjac and Second Muntjac nodded together, smiling. "Just trying to put food on the table. It's all about making a living."

A fresh lump rose on Black Tiger's already battered head. He crouched on the ground clutching his skull, unable even to cry. "You only ever hit me!"

The moment Yue Wen saw Black Tiger appear, he realized something was wrong.

These two unfamiliar muntjac demons were so powerful not because the production team had made a mistake, but because the tiger demons had brought them in as reinforcements!

However meek they looked now, he still had to stay on guard. Demonic beasts from the Wasteland Zone never lost their ferocity.

So he stepped forward and said, "Enough talk. Since they've come to us, we might as well root them out for good."

He was just about to attack alongside Zhao Xing'er when another rustling came from the woods below. A striped tiger demon, scorched black all over, sprang out. It was none other than Huang Dahu, who had escaped from the Tiger Head Gang that day.

Like his younger brother Black Tiger, he had hurried over after hearing the muntjac brothers' calls. He had simply taken a little extra time along the way to deal with a strange human who had come looking for a beating.

"Big brother!" Black Tiger ran over crying and hugged his older brother's leg. "They're all bullying me!"

"What's going on?" Black Tiger swept his gaze around. Seeing the demons on his side and both human targets all gathered together, he could not quite process it.

This was so sudden.

"Hehe." Big Muntjac gave an embarrassed chuckle. "The enemy was too strong, so we backed off for a moment. Now that you're here, we can make our move."

Although neither brother was a match for their opponents one-on-one, Huang Dahu was a powerful tiger demon, after all, and he had mastered a martial arts cultivation method.

That black tiger had a loud voice, too, so he could cheer them on.

With three fighters and one supporter, they might just be able to take on these two humans!

Thus, as soon as Huang Dahu arrived, the muntjac brothers bared their fangs and turned ferocious gazes on Zhao Xing'er, the woman who had just called them stupid muntjacs several times.

"Oh?" Zhao Xing'er gave a wicked grin. "So you do have fangs after all."

"Oh?" Zhao Xing'er gave a wicked smile. "So you're baring your teeth after all."

The situation was finally clear. To avenge themselves, Huang Dahu and his brother had hired two other demonic beasts and used some unknown means to follow the two of them in here.

Through a series of coincidences, they really had managed to find them.

Two against four.

Yue Wen could now choose to tell the directors through his earpiece that the situation was dangerous, that powerful outside demonic beasts had infiltrated the area, and that they needed to send experts to protect them immediately.

That was the safest option.

But doing so would disrupt the livestream, perhaps even stop it entirely. His happy monster-grinding trip would also come to an end. If the production team's experts intervened, he certainly would not get to kill these biggest beasts himself.

No risk, but no reward either.

His other choice was to handle the four demonic beasts before them together with Zhao Xing'er.

He could get Evil-Suppressing Money without disrupting the livestream, and once they were done, he could keep grinding other demonic beasts.

Weighing his options, he asked Zhao Xing'er, "Xiao Zhao, how many of them here can you handle?"

Weighing his options, he asked Zhao Xing'er, "Zhao, how many of these can you handle?"

He wanted to gauge Zhao Xing'er's strength before making his decision.

Zhao Xing'er said confidently, "I can take five on my own without a problem."

"Then I'll..." Yue Wen was just about to attack with his mind at ease when he suddenly realized something was wrong. He turned and shouted, "Don't count me in

that!"

There were only four demonic beasts here. If she said she could take five, she was obviously including him!

"I'm not counting you," Zhao Xing'er hurriedly said. "That's even easier. I can handle all four of them."

"I'm not counting you," Zhao Xing'er said hastily. "Then it's even easier. I can handle all four."

"Then let's do it!"

Yue Wen made his decision immediately. He would not call in anyone from Carefree Media. He and Zhao Xing'er would deal with these four demonic beasts themselves. With a sharp cry, he instantly unleashed the Sword-Controlling Technique. A streak of silver light whistled out, heading straight for Black Tiger, whose cultivation was the weakest!

Naturally, Black Tiger was the easiest one to kill.

The easiest one to kill was, of course, this black tiger.

"Roar-"

Huang Dahu let out a roar. Lightning enveloped his fists as he stepped forward to protect his younger brother, striking the sword's radiance at an angle.

Boom!

Sword energy and electrical arcs exploded, spreading across a radius of more than ten meters. Though Black Tiger was not at the center of the blast, the lethal streaks of sword energy still sent him flying several meters before he hit the ground.

The flying sword returned, and Huang Dahu staggered back as well, his fists trembling uncontrollably and bloody marks covering his body.

He discovered something terrifying. Barely a week had passed since the battle with the Tiger Head Gang, yet this human cultivator was already clearly stronger than before!

What kind of terrifying progress was this?

The thing he feared most had happened after all. This parentless human really could level up as though he were cheating!

Meanwhile, the muntjac brothers drew their weapons together and charged at Zhao Xing'er.

Zhao Xing'er still wielded the Drum-Beating Urn-Gold Warhammer. Her slender body spun with the massive hammer, round and round. By the third revolution, it began to rumble.

Both brothers backed away in unison.

Terrifying!

The dreadlocked lion had not lied. Back in the Wasteland Zone, the brothers really had successfully ambushed and killed an injured Astral Realm expert.

But they had only managed it because they knew the terrain, fought with reckless determination, and their opponent was not particularly skilled at combat. After a successful ambush, they had weathered the expert's successive counterattacks through sheer grit before biting and tearing him to death.

Zhao Xing'er certainly did not match that Astral Realm cultivator in supernatural abilities and mystical techniques, but in terms of raw strength, even a strike from a fourth-realm cultivator seemed weaker than this hammer blow of hers.

It felt as though slamming it into the ground could shake an entire mountain!

That impression was quickly confirmed. After spinning several times and seeing that the muntjac brothers would not come forward to clash with her, Zhao Xing'er simply let go, hurling the Drum-Beating Urn-Gold Warhammer like a throwing weapon!

Wrapped in a faint red glow, the spinning giant hammer crashed into the ground.

Rumble, rumble, rumble-

The earth shook violently. Enormous ripples swept across the mountainside, knocking over all four Demon Beasts along with Yue Wen nearby.

It took several dozen seconds for the dust to settle.

Second Muntjac hung from a tree branch. Looking up, he found Black Tiger hanging beside him. Dazed, he said, "We told you you had the wrong person. Couldn't you just admit it and be done? Look how terrifying it is now that you've identified her correctly!"

"Cough, cough..."

Below them, Huang Dahu emerged from the dust, his body coated in dirt and blood, his muscles bulging, exuding a raw, savage arrogance.

"Humans, you are indeed strong, but today someone must pay for my brothers' deaths!" His tiger eyes also shone scarlet, flashing with bone-chilling hatred. "You cannot imagine the resolve of a tiger bent on revenge."

As he spoke each word deliberately, electrical arcs wrapped around his entire body. Countless bolts of lightning first ravaged his own flesh, while the aura of his tiger body grew stronger and stronger, surging skyward in an instant!

Seeing this, Black Tiger seemed to remember something and shouted, "Big brother, are you going to use that move? You can't!"

But Huang Dahu ignored him completely.

In an instant, a frenzied, blood-reeking wind swept across the hill!