Chapter 138: No Crystal Core

Before the two could act, several tall figures leapt out from the grass on the other side — they were the middle-aged Beastfolk.

The remaining saber-toothed boar fiend beasts, seeing tasty food delivered to their door, paid no heed to the few grass roots on the ground, howling as they charged forward — battle was imminent.

As the middle-aged Beastfolk maneuvered, doing their best to avoid injury, they still managed to leave wound after wound on the bodies of the adult saber-toothed boar fiend beasts.

By contrast, the young Beastfolk's side was more perilous; although they could also injure the fiend beasts, they were often embarrassed and would occasionally get hurt.

Upon smelling the bloody scent on the Beastfolk, the fiend beasts grew even more excited, their charges becoming much stronger.

Gusts of foul wind kicked up leaves and dust around them, and Wu Yue felt her view considerably obstructed.

Those two sharp tusks were like two huge deadly sabers, thrusting straight at the Beastfolk.

Teng Qian, by ill luck, happened to stand directly in front of the wild boar, and the saber-toothed boar locked onto him as its first attack target.

This guy howled as he ran toward Yuan Lang, his hands clutching his buttocks, his movements ridiculous to the extreme.

Just as the saber-toothed boar's tusks were about to pierce Teng Qian's rear, he swiftly dodged to the beast's flank.

The saber-toothed boar's bulky body couldn't brake in time, and its two deadly weapons plunged straight into the thick tree trunk.

Yuan Lang's eyes gathered a cold light; Beast God's Power condensed on his right claw, and that sharp claw swept upward across the saber-toothed boar's neck.

"Whoo!"

The saber-toothed boar managed only a short, pained howl before a huge gash opened in its neck, blood spurting out instantly.

Its scarlet, ferocious eyes flickered with red light for a moment before it finally collapsed lifelessly.

As Yuan Lang finished here, the several nearby battlefields were also drawing to a close.

"Quickly check for crystal cores; we need to leave this place as soon as possible."

This battle was extremely bloody; the foul-smelling blood of the saber-toothed boar shrouded this patch of jungle, even gradually spreading outward.

Fiend beasts are highly sensitive to the smell of blood, especially that of other fiend beasts; it won't be long before a large number of them are drawn here.

The people quickly split open the saber-toothed boars' heads, but to their disappointment, they still found no crystal cores.

By then, Yuan Lang had already jumped onto a large tree and brought Wu Yue down.

Uncle Yuan Qi waved his hand with a grave expression: "Let's go."

The group of Beastfolk ran toward the river they had passed on the way here.

After simply washing off the spurting foul beast blood in the river, the Beastfolk then waded across the water toward the canyon.

Yuan Lang leaned against the cave wall, furrowing his brow slightly: "When we came back trading for salt, we once encountered a saber-toothed boar fiend beast and likewise found no crystal core—could it be that these saber-toothed boars simply have a low chance of possessing crystal cores?"

The Beastfolk frowned upon hearing that.

Da Shi also nodded: "Indeed, last time we also killed several adult saber-toothed boars and got no crystal cores."

Yuan Qi nodded: "Tomorrow we'll hunt a different kind of fiend beast; this time we'll look for solitary ones."

He looked at the young Beastfolk in the cave: "You go first; increasing strength isn't just about raising your beast-pattern rank—what matters most is combat experience. In this hunt, you should practice well."