Chapter 110

One slash across the throat, and the desert wolf on the ground twitched twice before falling still.

But the death of its companion did not frighten the pack; instead, it made them more savage and frenzied. Under the lead wolf's command, they launched a furious assault on Qin Yun.

Roaring, lunging, ambushing…

In an instant, Qin Yun was surrounded.

"Damn it, let Qin Ye not get hurt—any wound here can easily get infected."

"Infection's bad enough, but if these wolf pups get the chance to grab him, they'll tear him to shreds in seconds."

"Hold on, Qin Ye."

"Fuck, this is even more intense than a movie, and the clarity is insane."

At this moment, everyone in the live stream held their breath, watching with bated anticipation as the primal battle between man and beast unfolded.

Far away in Hangzhou, Su Huan sat at her desk, staring at the iPad screen, her face pale with dread; Han Wei, who had just joined the company, wore a grim expression, her heart pounding wildly; Lin Yao, already open for business, watched the scene with a drumming chest, his hands trembling as he flipped the wok…

Friends and strangers alike felt the exact same emotion at this moment.

"Roar—!"

The female wolf on the left shot forward like an arrow, lunging at Qin Yun's calf, her sharp claws slicing through the air, ready to tear his flesh apart.

At that same instant, two wolves on the right lunged simultaneously—one high, one low—aiming for his neck and thigh. Meanwhile, the lead male wolf let out a thunderous roar, its massive body, as large as a young ox, charged forward with crushing force.

Qin Yun's eyes hardened. Facing attacks from four directions, he didn't dodge or retreat—only stepped slightly back and to the left, swinging his left hand to snap the bow's shaft hard against the female wolf's muzzle.

"Crack—!"

The strike was swift, brutal, and powerful. The wolf let out a piercing shriek, several teeth knocked loose from her mouth, her body losing balance and crashing heavily to the side.

Instantly, Qin Yun dropped low, dodging the lead wolf's fangs, while his right hand flashed with a dagger's glint—precisely stabbing into the wolf lunging for his neck. A wet "puch" echoed as the blade plunged deep into the wolf's left eye. Then, with a sharp kick of his right leg, he struck the other wolf's abdomen, sending it flying several meters to crash heavily against the lakeshore.

In that instant, it was all over—lightning-fast, decisive.

In a single exchange, three wolves lay severely wounded; only the lead wolf remained unharmed.

The thrilling, brutal fight electrified countless viewers.

"Holy shit, awesome."

"Qin Ye 's skills—fuck, how the hell is he this good?"

"He can really fight."

"Qin Ye 666."

"Unbeatable—he's facing five wolves and still turning the tide."

Though it looked effortless, Qin Yun's exertion in that instant was beyond what others could comprehend.

But animals are acutely perceptive—the lead wolf showed no fear. Before Qin Yun could catch his breath, it lunged again. This time, it was smarter: it didn't charge for the throat, but whipped its tail sharply toward Qin Yun's face while sweeping its claws low at his legs.

As the saying goes: copper head, iron tail, tofu waist—this is exactly what describes wolves. If that tail struck true, Qin Yun would be finished on the spot.

His gaze sharpened—he sidestepped the tail's lash, then pressed his left toe into the ground and leapt into the air, evading the claw sweep. Mid-air, he spun and drove his dagger downward with full force into the lead wolf's back.

The lead wolf reacted instantly—sensing the threat to its back, it lunged forward and plunged into the sulfur lake. The dagger only carved a shallow gash along its spine, missing vital organs.

But this strike enraged it completely. It turned, eyes blazing red, and charged again, jaws wide open, as if ready to swallow Qin Yun whole.

The other three wolves, though still alive, were out of action—one's mouth shredded, one's eye gouged out, one's abdomen crushed. Thus, facing only the lead wolf, Qin Yun didn't retreat—he advanced.

Even viewers saw him throw away his dagger the moment he charged forward.

"Thud!" His hands clamped tightly onto the wolf's lower jaw, preventing its fangs from biting him.

The male wolf was immensely strong. As they locked, pinned by Qin Yun's grip, it thrashed wildly, desperate to break free.

Qin Yun's muscles bulged, veins standing out on his arms as he strained with all his strength, forcing the wolf's head down into the ground—no matter how it twisted or struggled, it couldn't escape his hold.

This sight sent the live stream into a frenzy.

"Holy shit, this… this is insane."

"Qin Ye 's a real man—so… so fucking intense."

"Raw, primal strength—respect."

"Man vs. nature, the beauty of wildness—fuck, I can't imagine who Qin Ye 's future partner will be…"

"A god among men."

"A San sent the streamer…"

"Chao Ge sent the streamer…"

The lead wolf's terrifying strength still writhed, but Qin Yun's grip was beginning to slip. Still, his expression didn't change—not the slightest surprise.

Wolves have incredible stamina. Unless completely overpowered, he couldn't hold it for long.

So…

Qin Yun loosened his grip slightly. The wolf's head snapped up—but instantly, Qin Yun pushed down with full force, then drove his right knee repeatedly into the wolf's abdomen, each strike fueled by all his strength. "Thud! Thud!" The impacts echoed around them, mixed with the wolf's muffled groans.

The female wolf with the shredded mouth and the male wolf with the crushed abdomen, seeing this, roared and struggled to their feet, lunging at Qin Yun's back.

This moment was captured in full by the live stream—viewers' hearts clenched again.

Qin Yun caught it out of the corner of his eye. Suddenly, he lunged forward, diving straight into the lead wolf's chest, then pulled his body in tightly and exploded outward—flinging the wolf clean off its feet. In the same motion, he kicked the female wolf in the nose and the other male wolf in the throat.

Both wolves screamed and collapsed to the ground.

Qin Yun seized the chance, bent down, snatched up his dagger, and swiftly slashed across the throats of the three fallen wolves. This time, their struggles and whimpers vanished completely.

The lead wolf, thrown into the sulfur lake, splashed back into the water. When it rose again, all four of its subordinates lay dead.

Its fury burned, its killing intent blazing.

"Roar—!"

The roar echoed again, and it charged straight out of the lake—aiming to ram Qin Yun.

Facing a wolf the size of a young ox, even Qin Yun felt a flicker of unease at the impact. He instinctively dropped into a horse stance, raised his dagger horizontally—and as the lead wolf drew near, he struck with full force, driving the blade deep beneath its ear.

If he missed, the lead wolf would crush him instantly.

One side aimed to ram him to death, the other to be stabbed through—the lead wolf, after all, was still just an animal. Fear flickered in its eyes.

At the last moment, it leapt upward, avoiding the dagger—and abandoned its ramming attempt.

Then…

Qin Yun turned to look. The lead wolf had turned and fled—without looking back.

It abandoned the corpses of its four subordinates and ran away.

Qin Yun stood where he was, chest rising and falling, his body streaked with blood—but none of it his own. His face was smeared with wolf blood and desert sand, looking terrifyingly fierce.

He looked down at the four wolf corpses, then toward the direction the lead wolf had fled. A faint relief eased in his eyes.

And now—the live stream—

"Fuck, what did I just see?"

"Qin Ye took on five wolves and made the lead wolf flee—insane."

"Incredible, so incredible—flesh and blood against five desert hunters, and not a single scratch."

"666, thrilling, scared the shit out of me."

"Holy shit, Qin Ye 's got it all—he's not just a master archer, his hand-to-hand combat is top-tier. If he fought me, I'd be on my knees begging him not to kill me in under three rounds."

"Damn, I can't argue."

Qin Yun zoomed in the drone, glanced at the comments, and twitched his face: "One brother said I didn't get a single wound—that's clearly wrong."

He clutched his chest dramatically: "My spirit was wounded—you just can't see it."

"Fuck, I actually worried you were hurt."

"Total show-off—you're amazing."

"Watch what you say—Qin Ye might come crawling through the internet to beat you up."

"Heh."

Qin Yun returned to the distillation water, checked the flask—it was half full. He didn't hesitate, picked it up, and drank greedily.

After drinking, he even washed his face with the water in the flask, rinsing off the blood.

Qin Yun smiled: "Good thing this sulfur lake is so large. There's still plenty of time before dark—I've got enough time to collect water. Once I've filled up, I'll keep moving—try to cover more ground today."

"Qin Ye, you don't have to worry about food anymore—four wolf carcasses!"

"Yeah, Qin Ye won't have to eat bugs anymore—I'm sick of them."

"What does wolf meat taste like? Anyone ever eaten it?"

"I've eaten dog meat—it's delicious."

"Fuck, who asked about dog meat? I asked about wolf meat!"

Qin Yun glanced at the comments: "Wolf meat is usually tough and has a strong fishy odor—it needs long soaking to remove the smell before it's edible. But you know my current conditions don't allow for such processing."

He walked over to the wolf carcasses with his dagger.

"But a friend's right—even if it's not tasty, these wolves can feed me for days. Maybe I won't need to hunt for food again."

As he spoke, he plunged his dagger into the female wolf's neck.

"Puch—!"

On camera, the sight startled many netizens.

"Fuck, Qin Ye, don't scare me like that—I nearly jumped out of my skin."

"Shit, I was taking a shit—now I've got to pull back in like I got fucked."

"Qin Ye 's so violent—I love it."

"Fuck off, you faggot."

Qin Yun glanced at the drone, shifted it slightly. So far, the stream had been fine—but who knew if the bloodshed would get it banned?

His dagger struck with precision, sliding down the wolf's spine, slicing through coarse fur and tough fascia with a soft "chirr"—his movements clean, efficient, utterly without hesitation.

As an animal science expert and a skilled fighter, handling prey was something he could do with his eyes closed.

Following the wolf's bone structure, he prepared to strip off the hide first; after enduring last night's bitter cold, he now needed to prepare for the freezing weather, and wolf hide was perfect for warding off the chill.

Quickly, under his hands, a complete wolf hide was peeled off and laid aside.

Next came butchering the wolf meat.

Wolf meat was already unpalatable, let alone the internal organs—it spoiled easily, likely carried pathogens, and in this godforsaken place, it was absolutely inedible.

So he selected only the thickest, leanest cuts: the thighs, back, and chest.

These parts had the most meat and least fat, ideal for preservation and consumption in the desert. His dagger moved like a blur, slicing the muscle into neat, even chunks.

Over an hour later, all four wolves were processed, their meat packed into the parachute cloth.

Looking at the meat, Qin Yun raised his head and smiled at the drone's camera: "All this is wolf scent, and desert wolves are the apex predators here—I don't need to worry about other animals coming to attack me."

As he spoke, his eyes suddenly lit up; he swiftly turned the camera toward a crack in the ground nearby.

"Look everyone—this is a desert lizard, a common reptile in Qaidam. Its meat is tender, rich in protein, and infinitely tastier than wolf meat. I can't let this delicacy slip away."

The livestream viewers immediately saw a gray-black lizard appear on screen.

"Damn it, Master Qin ignores good wolf meat and insists on eating this crap."

"Ugh—"

"Master Qin's doing this on purpose—how can anyone swallow that?"

"Heh, he eats scorpions raw—this lizard looks positively gentle by comparison."

Qin Yun continued watching the lizard: "Desert lizards are nocturnal, hiding in warm rock crevices. They're fast—catching them requires some skill."

He slowly extended his hand, moving gently and deliberately.