Chapter 2135 - 1886: Lack of Intelligence, Make Up with Life (2)

Chapter 2135: Chapter 1886: Lack of Intelligence, Make Up with Life (2)

"So, you’re saying if I killed Dubian Zhenjian, his grandfather will come for revenge." Song Yun chuckled and said to Yineye, "Don’t worry about it, if his grandfather dares to come for me, I’ll make sure he doesn’t return."

Yineye was taken aback and laughed, considering the formidable strength Song Yun had just displayed, he realized he might have been overthinking.

No matter how strong Dubian Zhenjian’s grandfather is, could he be stronger than Song Yun?

After greeting Yineye, Song Yun walked over to the corpse of the Mammoth Mutant Beast.

Using the Black Light Severing Sword, he opened up the skull of the Mammoth Mutant Beast, hoping to find the inner core.

But after searching for a long time, he still couldn’t find it.

In the previous battle with the Insect Spirit Clan, none of the dead giant wolves or insects had inner cores, and now the mammoth didn’t have one either.

"The beasts in the caves under the Komi Primitive Forest wander between SSS level and SS level peaks, weaker than the mammoth, giant wolves, or mutant insects, yet they have inner cores. What on earth is going on?"

Song Yun’s mind was filled with questions.

Logically, the stronger the beast, the more they should have inner cores.

The situation encountered this time seemed somewhat contradictory to common sense.

Song Yun pondered for a moment, his eyes suddenly brightened with an answer.

"The beasts encountered in the caves under the Komi Forest may be weaker in strength, but they are all mentioned in Yin Xi’s Manual, indicating that they are true beasts.

"However, the mammoths, insects, and giant wolves encountered in the Himalayas, although stronger, have no relevant records, meaning they are not real beasts, just ordinary mutated wild animals."

"Thus, the real bloodline-inherited beasts have inner cores, while the post-mutation beasts do not."

Song Yun pondered over this, but all of it was just his speculation and he couldn’t confirm its truth.

Additionally, there was another question: if those beasts inherited their bloodlines, why did these mutant beasts undergo mutation?

Moreover, the history of the Beast Spirit Clan is certainly long-standing, and they even created the Beast Technique through communication with mutant beasts.

Therefore, the existence of mutant beasts should also be ancient.

Where exactly did these mutant beasts come from?

After a while of thinking, Song Yun had no clues, so he stopped thinking about it.

...

After three days of rest, the injured humans and giant wolf mutant beasts had almost fully recovered.

Today, Yineye planned to lead the people from Wolf Castle away from the Daxia Ruins, away from the Himalayas.

The Daxia Ruins, with the Beast Spirit Clan joining the treasure hunt, were no longer something they could involve themselves in.

But just when they were about to leave, Nie Wushuang suddenly said, "Grandpa, I... I don’t want to go back."

Yineye was stunned for a moment, glanced at Song Yun, and saw through Nie Wushuang’s thoughts.

But he did not let Nie Wushuang be, instead advised, "Xiao’er, continuing this journey is extremely dangerous. If you stay, you’ll only cause trouble for Song Yun."

Nie Wushuang glanced at the people of Nine Stars and murmured, "They’re all SS level, and they are following Song Yun. I’m at least at early SSS level, shouldn’t I be able to help out a bit too?"

Yineye looked at Gu Man, Lin Jun, Juan Mao, and others, puzzled by why these people were with Song Yun.

Shaking his head, Yineye didn’t think too much, pulling Nie Wushuang aside to persuade her for a long time.

However, Nie Wushuang just didn’t listen.

In the end, Nie Wushuang directly ran over to Song Yun’s side, held onto his arm, and told Yineye, "I just want to be with Song Yun, even if it means dying, I’m willing."

Hearing this, Song Yun was moved.

This statement clearly exhibited Nie Wushuang’s intentions; she is willing to entrust her life to Song Yun.

Yineye frowned, "Xiao’er, you..."

Before he finished, suddenly, Nie Wushuang stood on tiptoe, puckered her rosy lips, and kissed Song Yun on the cheek.

Instantly, everyone was stunned.

Even Song Yun didn’t expect her move to be so sudden.

"I... I’m now Song Yun’s woman, I must stay with him."

Nie Wushuang’s cheeks were flushed, but her expression was earnest and confidently faced Yineye.

Seeing this, Yineye was at a loss.

He knew now that persuading Nie Wushuang was out of the question.

He shook his head helplessly and could only instruct Song Yun: "Alas, Xiao’er is in your care now. I hope you both come back safe and sound."

This sentence was Yineye’s charge.

Not just for this journey, but a permanent entrustment.

Song Yun said solemnly, "Grandpa Yineye, rest assured, I will take good care of Xiao’er and do my best to protect him."

"Mm."

Yineye nodded, trusting Song Yun’s words.

He turned to look at Nie Wushuang, suddenly smiled, a very happy and gentle smile that puzzled Nie Wushuang.

"Xiao’er, this is your own pursuit, I hope you’re happy."

After saying this, Yineye turned and left, followed by the other Wolf Castle members.

They followed the original path and soon disappeared.

After they left, Nie Wushuang shivered as if electrocuted, quickly releasing Song Yun’s arm, moved two steps aside, and shyly sneaked a glance at Song Yun.

Song Yun laughed heartily, wrapping his arm around Nie Wushuang’s shoulder, pulling her tightly against his chest, said with a smile, "Xiao’er, didn’t you say you’re my woman? Why are you shy?"

Nie Wushuang’s cheeks turned red, muttered, "With... others around, I’m embarrassed."

Song Yun grinned mischievously, "Then when nobody is around, we can... hehe."

"Oh, stop saying nonsense."

Nie Wushuang stomped in shyness and hurried toward Dongfang Yun and Lang Xiaoran, calling, "Sister Dongfang, Sister Xiaoran, Song Yun is bullying me."

After three days of getting along, Dongfang Yun and Lang Xiaoran took care of Nie Wushuang, and the three had developed a good relationship.

Seeing Nie Wushuang running over, Dongfang Yun and Lang Xiaoran exchanged a smile, both feeling that Song Yun was a bit naughty, yet why was he so likable?

Could it be true that "women love bad men"?

...

After joking with Nie Wushuang, Song Yun had no time for romance.

He looked at Xiang Jia: "Let’s go, take us to find the Biyang Flower."

"Yes." Xiang Jia nodded respectfully, turned around, and pointed to one of the exits around the hall: "This way, follow me."

Heh, come on then. Once there, none of you will survive.

An ominous expression appeared on Xiang Jia’s ugly face.

He glanced down at his abdomen wound, which had recovered significantly after three days of care, yet it still throbbed with sharp pain.

The pain all converted to hatred toward Song Yun.

He coldly sneered in his heart, "Song Yun, you’re doomed to die. Even if you get the Biyang Flower, you will still die!"

Guided by Xiang Jia, the group walked for nearly half an hour in the ruins, surrounded by dilapidated walls, a complete wasteland, not resembling a place with treasure.

At this moment, Xiang Jia pointed ahead: "We’re here."

Everyone’s eyes turned forward.

At the corridor’s end was a downward staircase, about thirty steps, leading to a sunken plaza.

The plaza was as large as three football fields, with a circular two-story stone building in the center, somewhat weathered, but still showing some rough carvings on its surface.

The entire building had a stone door at the bottom, with no other entrances.

Everyone stopped in front of the building at the stone door.

Song Yun looked at Xiang Jia and asked, "Are you saying the Biyang Flower is inside?"

"Yes, absolutely." Xiang Jia answered firmly.

Song Yun sneered, "Oh, in that case, why haven’t you taken the Biyang Flower yourself?"

"There’s a late-stage SSS-level mutant beast guarding inside; the mammoth is too large to enter. Based on the clan’s strength, we are no match, so we had to abandon it."

Xiang Jia maintained his composure, reciting his prepared excuse.

But his excuse was indeed lousy.

"With intelligence like yours, you want to scheme against me? Are you joking?"

Song Yun curled his lips, grabbed Xiang Jia’s collar, and without a word, tossed him towards the stone door.

"Ah!"

Xiang Jia exclaimed, his face full of terror.

Bang.

The two stone doors swung open upon his impact.