Hunting exotic beasts shouldn't go like this

"Can Huang really find exotic beasts?"

"He's not sure he can find the exotic beasts we need, but he can find fierce beasts!"

Inside the Spirit Jade, Huang, unable to stand the dreadful conditions, had voiced strong objections.

When Huang had a physical body, hunting had been a daily affair for him. There was no telling how many fierce beasts had died at his hands.

Accordingly, Huang was extremely skilled at hunting.

Even though Huang no longer had any real fighting strength with which to deal with fierce beasts, his ability to find them had not diminished.

A footprint, a bone left behind after being gnawed, a pile of dung, a trace of scent lingering in the air-all of these gave Huang the keenest clues.

"In short, he can't stand the dung. As long as we clean it away, he's willing to help us," Ren Anran said with an odd look.

"What are you whispering about? Hey, don't sweep away all that 'good stuff'!"

Wang Li sat in the driver's seat, Wang Haoran sat in the passenger seat, and Zhang Xuezhou and the others rode in the pickup's cargo bed.

Before long, everyone had started cleaning, leaving Wang Haoran baffled.

It would have been one thing if Zhang Xuezhou and Zhang Manqian didn't know better, but Ren Anran, who had been to Qinmeng several times, shouldn't have been making such a basic mistake.

Out here was nothing like Western Capital City. Anyone who came to Qinmeng to hunt was bound to end up covered in dirt, and living alongside filth was unavoidable. Going dozens of days without a bath was normal too.

Only by getting used to these things could they truly shed their inexperience and become qualified Qinmeng hunters.

Wang Haoran was frustrated that they couldn't be forged into