Chapter 25: An Unexpected Joy

The night at Mount Beilong was different from Mount Qianluo; here, except for some unknown insects chirping in the grass, Ding Huan didn't hear a single beast roar.

This made Ding Huan even more cautious; he knew very well that the beasts here were more insidious than those on Mount Qianluo.

Along the way, he hadn't even gone ten kilometers before he had been ambushed by various genetic beasts more than ten times.

Ding Huan took out a searchlight from his backpack; the medicinal herbs he was looking for were all very common things.

With his current eyesight, even at night, it shouldn't be too difficult to find these medicinal herbs.

Perhaps feeling Ding Huan's arrogance, when Ding Huan really turned on the light to look for medicinal herbs, not a single beast came to ambush him.

After searching for two hours, Ding Huan was only ambushed by a mutated blood-sucking vine; for Ding Huan, this kind of blood-sucking vine was just a matter of one slash.

In two hours, Ding Huan found three types of plants: Guangming Suo, Davidia involucrata, and Yuansong. The remaining Bayou and Fu Kui were easy for Ding Huan as long as he found Bayou.

As for Fu Kui, Ding Huan had seen it in Anhe County during the day.

Fu Kui was silver fir, and many families liked to plant it at their doorways.

It was as if joking with Ding Huan, for the next few hours, Ding Huan just couldn't find Bayou, but the Fu Kui he wasn't in a hurry to find was found.

The only thing that made him feel not so bad was that no beasts or mutated plants ambushed him; did they know how powerful he was?

Seeing that it was about to dawn, Ding Huan decided that if he really couldn't find it, he would return to Anhe first and then ask Qu Yi to wait for him for a day.

Sometimes it was like this; the more anxious you were, the more things went against your wishes.

Just when Ding Huan had decided to return directly to Anhe County if he couldn't find it, he saw a Bayou plant, and it was a Bayou plant that was growing very well.

Under the light of the flashlight, this Bayou plant seemed to be circled with a silver edge, looking exceptionally beautiful.

This was definitely not an ordinary Bayou plant, but a mutated Bayou plant, which was the mutated medicinal herb that those people in the hotel had mentioned earlier.

Even if Ding Huan didn't use this mutated medicinal herb to refine spiritual root genes, its value was extraordinary.

Ding Huan walked to the Bayou plant in a few steps, and before Ding Huan could make a move, a black shadow pounced over.

Ding Huan had been on guard from the beginning, so he dodged the moment the black shadow pounced.

He hadn't encountered any genetic beasts all night, and now that he was about to go back, he actually encountered a genetic beast?

After failing to pounce on Ding Huan the first time, the beast let out a muffled low roar and then pounced again.

Was this a white-faced rough-tailed ape?

In just an instant, Ding Huan confirmed that this was not only a white-faced rough-tailed ape but also a mutated white-faced rough-tailed ape.

It could even be said that this could no longer be considered a white-faced rough-tailed ape, but a golden-faced rough-tailed ape, because the ape's face already had a trace of faint gold silk.

If Ding Huan hadn't been a Level 1 Gene Cultivator, he might not have been able to see this faint gold color.

Being pounced on by a white-faced rough-tailed ape in the middle of the night was indeed a bit eerie; after all, this guy had a white face and a pitch-black body, which was terrifying to anyone who saw it.

Ding Huan, however, became excited; he absolutely could not miss this mutated beast, the golden-faced rough-tailed ape.

If there was anything on Earth that could ignore all poisons, it must be the white-faced rough-tailed ape.

Even old-school poison-resistant guys like honey badgers and mongooses might not necessarily be stronger than the white-faced rough-tailed ape.

However, honey badgers were relatively powerful in one aspect, which was resisting neurotoxins.

Should he also get the anti-toxin gene of a honey badger and then fuse it with the anti-toxin gene of the white-faced rough-tailed ape?

This idea was immediately excluded by Ding Huan.

What was in front of him was not an ordinary white-faced rough-tailed ape, but a golden-faced rough-tailed ape.

Moreover, ever since his gene system vaguely took shape, he had a grand goal.

That was, if the various foreign genes he fused with continued to improve as his cultivation level improved, would he one day really find the secret of immortals and gods?

Otherwise, when he reached a high-level Gene Cultivator, would he have to re-fuse with higher-level skill genes?

If that were the case, then his path of gene cultivation would basically be half-failed.

After dodging the two strong pounces of the golden-faced rough-tailed ape, the golden-faced rough-tailed ape seemed a bit angry; the hair on its face was a bit bristled, and with a low roar, it pounced on Ding Huan for the third time.

Ding Huan held a knife in one hand and reached out to grab a glass bottle from his bag with the other.

The flashlight in his hand had been thrown aside by him, but he had a sense of proportion when he threw it, and the light still illuminated this area. Coupled with the slightly pale dawn, Ding Huan could still see clearly.

In this kind of place, once he couldn't see, he could only run.

Just as the golden-faced rough-tailed ape pounced in front of him, Ding Huan took a step, and the knife in his hand slashed out.

Ding Huan felt as if his knife had hit a hard piece of iron, and even a counter-shock force came back.

According to Ding Huan's idea, he had intended to injure the golden-faced rough-tailed ape with one slash and then casually collect some blood with the glass bottle.

Just from this one slash, Ding Huan knew he was too whimsical; this mutated rough-tailed ape was definitely not something he could beat.

The many genetic beasts he had seen before were not even considered small fries in front of this golden-faced rough-tailed ape.

It was no wonder that the outskirts of Anhe County were dangerous, and even half of the villages outside Anhe County had died in the mouths of genetic beasts.

With such a terrifying genetic beast in existence, this was perfectly normal.

He was at least a Level 1 Gene Cultivator, and his combat experience was extremely rich, yet he couldn't handle a mutated rough-tailed ape.

This mutated golden-faced rough-tailed ape should also be a Level 1 genetic mutated beast, but he had just stepped into the ranks of Level 1 Gene Cultivators, and in terms of foundation, he was far inferior to the mutated rough-tailed ape in front of him.

Ding Huan exhaled slowly, staring at the golden-faced rough-tailed ape opposite him; at this moment, the sky was gradually brightening, and he could clearly see the murderous look in the golden-faced rough-tailed ape's eyes.

No matter what, he had to get the anti-toxin gene of the golden-faced rough-tailed ape today.

This opportunity wouldn't come often.

Although that slash didn't injure the golden-faced rough-tailed ape, a trace of blood was clearly visible.

The golden-faced rough-tailed ape was a bit angry; this time it didn't pounce on Ding Huan, but stared at him fixedly. As long as Ding Huan made any move and revealed some flaws, it would make another move.

Ding Huan put the glass bottle back into his bag and carefully retreated to the side of the Bayou plant.

This mutated Bayou plant was a good thing; Ding Huan guessed that this mutated Bayou plant was of great use to the golden-faced rough-tailed ape, so this golden-faced rough-tailed ape was guarding it here.

The golden-faced rough-tailed ape had been staring at Ding Huan fixedly; seeing Ding Huan approach the Bayou plant, it let out a series of low roars, and the murderous look in its eyes deepened.

Ding Huan reached out to the Bayou plant and pulled hard, and the Bayou plant was snapped off by Ding Huan.

This action completely angered the golden-faced rough-tailed ape; it no longer cared about waiting for an opportunity and rushed toward Ding Huan.

Having learned the lesson from the previous two jumps that didn't take advantage, this time the golden-faced rough-tailed ape didn't jump.

The golden-faced rough-tailed ape's movements were already in Ding Huan's prediction; when the golden-faced rough-tailed ape rushed to the front, he twisted his waist again, and the short knife in his hand slashed down.

It was just that the angle Ding Huan dodged wasn't enough, and after he slashed, he was hit on the side of his chest by the golden-faced rough-tailed ape.

A terrifying force came, and Ding Huan couldn't control his body at all, flying out directly; he suspected that one of his ribs had broken.

While Ding Huan was flying out, the golden-faced rough-tailed ape also let out a miserable cry; that slash just now had cut off a section of the golden-faced rough-tailed ape's tail.

Ding Huan hadn't landed on the ground yet when he sensed a chilly aura behind his heart; he didn't hesitate to elbow backward with all his might.

Intense pain came, and then Ding Huan saw a gray shadow flee quickly.

Ding Huan broke out in a cold sweat; he had forgotten about this gray lynx, this guy was really vengeful. Not only that, it had enough patience.

Just now, if he hadn't felt that something was wrong and elbowed it in advance, that bite from the lynx would have seriously injured him.

This lynx fled immediately after a failed attack; it was really crisp and decisive.

Ding Huan didn't have time to worry about the lynx; he didn't wait for the golden-faced rough-tailed ape to turn around and fight him to the death, so he endured the pain, grabbed the half-section of the golden-faced rough-tailed ape's broken tail, and fled wildly.

The golden-faced rough-tailed ape chased wildly behind Ding Huan, obviously completely angered by Ding Huan's actions.

Fortunately, the sky was already bright, and Ding Huan could at least see the general direction clearly.

Some small genetic beasts around felt the power of the golden-faced rough-tailed ape, and when Ding Huan fled, they also fled to both sides.

The golden-faced rough-tailed ape was extremely fast and very agile.

Ding Huan was not weak either, a Level 1 Gene Cultivator, and he knew how to use the terrain to escape.

Because he had to use the terrain to escape, it was already past eight o'clock in the morning when Ding Huan escaped from Mount Beilong.

At this moment, Ding Huan was torn to pieces by thorns all over his body.

The only benefit was that the golden-faced rough-tailed ape didn't chase him out.

Ding Huan stopped to gasp for air and checked his body; fortunately, his ribs were not broken.

It was just that he elbowed backward and hit the lynx's open mouth, which caused his elbow to be injured by the lynx's teeth.

After resting for a few minutes, he packed the small half-section of the broken tail in his bag again.

He had come out this time to find fire lizards, but unexpectedly, he found a mutated

In terms of value, Ding Huan felt that this mutated Golden-Faced Coarse-Tailed Ape was even more valuable than a Fire Lizard.

As long as he could synthesize the anti-toxin gene agent from the Golden-Faced Coarse-Tailed Ape, he would be immune to all poisons once he fused with it.

Ding Huan remembered a company in Europe called Tonghe Gene Company; they had developed the Hundred-Poison Gene Agent and the Non-Zero Gene Agent.

The company's claim was that the Non-Zero Gene could ignore all kinds of toxins.

Ding Huan was certain that the Non-Zero Gene definitely had various limitations and could not possibly ignore all toxins.

Even if they fused with the anti-toxin gene of a honey badger, they might not necessarily be able to ignore all toxins.

Because he believed that he, Ding Huan, was the only one who could achieve that.

Not only that, he also wanted to develop an anti-toxin gene agent that surpassed that of the mutated Golden-Faced Coarse-Tailed Ape. Just based on this, who else could do it?

Or perhaps the senior who wrote the leather scroll could also do it, but that senior surely no longer needed to research these gene agents.

As long as he did not let his own gene agents out, no one would be able to possess the same abilities as him.