Many Plans in Reserve

"Is this the money you paid to save your life?"

Zhang Xuezhou was indeed having a headache over how to deal with Hu Hao.

The other party is undoubtedly a dangerous individual, and it's hard to know how many tricks they have up their sleeve.

Even with the arrival of heavy trucks, it remains uncertain whether the bound Hu Hao can be safely transported back to Western Capital City.

Maintaining proper control is difficult, and Zhang Xuezhou cannot stay awake at all times; there is a time warp involved.

The other party was a creature with sufficient intelligence, not one of those unintelligent ferocious beasts. If Hu Hao knew that he was doomed, Zhang Xuezhou had no doubt that he would choose to kill himself at some point.

When Hu Hao started negotiating terms for survival, he felt a sense of relief for some reason.

As long as he doesn't meet Hu Hao's expectations, Hu Hao will eventually find a way to catch his eye.

He reached out and rubbed the fist-sized, pale yellow lump in his hand, then looked at Hu Hao, who seemed to have lost half his life again.

Hu Hao's posture might have been a feigned show of weakness, but the sense of weakness stemming from the hard lump spitting out by the other party was undeniable.

"This is what I've condensed within my body over decades of cultivation, used to enlighten wild beasts," Tiger Hao growled, trying to convey his meaning. "Whether you use it for your own consumption or for other purposes, it will bring excellent results."

"Since it has such good effects, why don't you choose to take it yourself?" Zhang Xuezhou asked.

"This is the culmination of decades of hard work. Releasing it has severely diminished my strength. It will take me at least ten years to regenerate this. It is the only treasure I have left. You must keep your promise and let me go!"

"I didn't promise you anything; you brought it up yourself."

Lacking the ability for spiritual communication, Zhang Xuezhou found it difficult to ask Hu Hao accurate questions, and Hu Hao was also unable to respond accurately. Even when Zhang Xuezhou responded, Hu Hao couldn't understand the language of the Scarlet Alliance State.

Looking at Hu Hao, who was lying on the ground panting, his weak expression revealing a hint of despair and hysteria, Zhang Xuezhou felt that even if Hu Hao was to be released, Ren Yisheng, who was barely capable of communication, should come and take a look. Ideally, Ren Yisheng could ask some questions and confirm that the other party was not capable of causing trouble or seeking revenge.

He pointed a finger, and the sand-entanglement spell he was casting continuously blocked the flow of energy, causing Hu Hao to suffocate until his eyes rolled back and he fainted again.

After repeated cutting, seeing tiger blood splattering all over Hu Hao's body, the stench of the blood even attracting flies, Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but glance around.

After deciding on a direction, he suddenly lunged forward and sped away in the light of dawn.

Once he can contact the team and get directional guidance, Zhang Xuezhou can quickly return to extract any remaining value from Hu Hao.

"It's a pity Qin Meng lacks communication capabilities, otherwise, there would be no need for this back-and-forth!"

Zhang Xuezhou sighed, feeling that human strength is finite. If they could properly combine it with technology, they could thrive in Qin and Meng, instead of being overwhelmed by both failed and successful hunts.

He flew away swiftly, while on the earthen slope, Hu Hao's body trembled slightly.

When the buzzing red-headed fly landed on my nostril, a barbed tongue curled out and swallowed the fly back up.

"Ugh~"

Perhaps the red-headed flies were disgusting enough, because within seconds of swallowing the flies, Hu Hao's body contorted into an unnatural shape, and he then lay on the earthen slope vomiting repeatedly, with fine yellow sand flying out of his nostrils as he sneezed.

He shook his head, and more yellow sand fell into his ears.

And there was also yellow sand in his wound.

This method of torture caused Hu Hao unbearable pain and made it difficult for him to remove the tormentor.

"Hateful!"

With low, labored breathing, Hu Hao said nothing more.

His body slowly shrank, and after a moment it bent, and his tiger tail was held in the tiger's mouth, gradually transforming into a large ball with tiger stripes.

After a somersault, his body rolled down the slope.

Although he lacked the power to fly with wings and the ability to walk with limbs, he still possessed the ability to move, and his speed was not slow.

Of course, for those skilled in flying and leaping, this rolling speed is nothing.

"He must be going to call for reinforcements. If even one of them is stationed here, I'll be doomed and never recover. He can fly, so his trip back and forth won't take long!"

Rolling on the ground used to be a humiliating way to survive, but now it was the only way to escape. This made Hu Hao feel desolate, but he had no choice and no time to complain or have any other thoughts.

"We must obtain the flame of the Void Furnace. Those old fogies in their twilight years have sacrificed everything in their vain attempt to be reborn and change their fate, but the younger generation who can step into this place all come carrying precious treasures and secret artifacts. As long as I can borrow the secret artifacts of the Void Furnace, my injuries after the flame forging will surely be healed, and I may even become stronger!"

"I informed the humans that such a lowly race would stop at nothing to climb the ranks of power, and they will inevitably target the Wild Serpent in the future!"

"If I can seize the opportunity presented by their attack on the Wild Serpent, I will surely be reborn!"

"I must fight my way back!"

"The Sky-Mending Stone is mine!"

This world belongs to me too!

Everything is mine!

Obsessed with his goal, Hu Hao sped along at the speed of a 70-mile mountain bike, constantly tumbling down the mountain without slowing down even when he entered flat areas.

It wasn't until the icy water soaked his body that Hu Hao regained some clarity.

He twisted his body and transformed into a large tiger-striped fish in the water.

After rolling over several times, he wagged his tail.

The yellow sand clinging to his body kept falling off, while sand was continuously expelled from his nostrils, ears, and mouth.

After some rest, the wounds on his body gradually healed, and the severed tendons and bones brought him some not-so-strong strength.

Compared to Tiger's peak, this power seems insignificant.

But at this point, this power was more than enough for escaping.

He flicked his tail and slid downstream like a small diving boat.

As he severed the marks on his body, Hu Hao quickly moved away from the area.

May the ancestral god Lingguang bless me and grant me smooth sailing!

The tiger-striped fish swallowed and spat out several times, a gem-like droplet rolling out of its mouth, making it appear even more at ease amidst the surging waves.

The river meanders through the mountains, and deep pools are scattered around it.

Tiger Hao kept searching for a safe place. When he occasionally glanced upwards, he saw a figure leap across the sky and disappear in a short time.

This leap was much slower than his normal speed, and Hu Hao had never thought much of this leaping ability before, but at this moment he had no distracting thoughts.

He was all too familiar with that figure, and he clearly remembered the despair that the other person had brought, a despair from which there was no turning back.

If he cannot make the other person repeat everything he went through, Hu Hao believes that the shadow in his heart will be difficult to erase for the rest of his life.