Chapter 68: The Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Beast: You Guys Really Have No Humanity (Fourth Update)

Inside the Star Dou Great Forest

"Boom... Boom... Boom..."

A series of thunderous roars followed, and then the body of the Shadow Leopard in the arena was seen constantly taking injuries before collapsing powerlessly.

"This guy is incredibly fast; he almost got away!"

High above, Frank descended, letting out a long sigh of relief.

"Alright, don't waste time. Kill it quickly, then take the hind leg meat and the chest meat!"

Not far away, the Great Master, seeing the battle had ended, walked straight over.

The battle just now would inevitably attract Spirit Beasts.

This is the inner circle of the Star Dou Great Forest; everything must be handled with extreme caution.

Just as the Great Master's words fell, the Shadow Leopard on the other side was left completely dumbfounded.

Good heavens, he originally thought this group was killing him to hunt him for a Spirit Ring.

But you...

You're just here to take his hind leg meat and chest meat?

Has it been too long since he wandered the outer circle?

How has it been so long since he met a Spirit Master, and the Spirit Masters of the continent have changed so much!

You promised to hunt for a Spirit Ring, but what is the point of killing a beast just to take its meat?

For a moment, the Shadow Leopard felt as if he was about to become famous.

He, a dignified ten-thousand-year Spirit Beast, was actually killed by a few human Spirit Masters just for the sake of eating meat.

Humiliating, it is so incredibly humiliating.

Just thinking about being asked by other Spirit Beasts after his death how he died...

He didn't even know how to answer.

"Alright, understood. Old Zhao, hurry up, don't damage the meat quality!"

Frank also knew the importance of the matter and gave an order to Zhao Wuji.

The latter's Great Golden Kong Claws were perfectly suited for this task.

"I knew you'd just order me around!"

Zhao Wuji, who had been assigned the work, immediately voiced his displeasure and then walked toward the Shadow Leopard.

The Shadow Leopard, lying on the ground and severely injured, looked at these people who weren't even going to kill him.

They were discussing meat right in front of him, which instantly made him furious.

He was a ten-thousand-year Spirit Beast, after all; could they at least give him some respect?

You should at least kill him first, then discuss it slowly.

"Roar!"

Screaming in anger within his heart, the next moment, Zhao Wuji struck with a claw, instantly tearing off the hind leg meat.

The basin-sized piece of Spirit Beast meat was taken out and stored into a Spirit Tool by Tang San nearby.

"Teacher Zhao, be careful, don't affect the meat quality!"

Thinking that the meat would later be cooked by an Immortal, Tang San couldn't help but speak up to remind him.

Enduring the excruciating pain, the Shadow Leopard felt the anger in his chest erupt completely.

These humans are too despicable; even in death, he would not let them go.

With his final surge of rage, and under another strike from Zhao Wuji, the Shadow Leopard died completely.

However, at the moment of his death, it seemed human words reached his ears.

"Eh, this Spirit Beast actually has a Spirit Bone!"

"What, a Spirit Bone? I wonder what would happen if we took it to the Immortal to make soup?"

The two sentences rang in his ears, and the Shadow Leopard angrily closed his eyes.

Screw your Spirit Bone soup!

I'm tired; I'm done playing.

A generation of ten-thousand-year Spirit Beasts directly met his end in a fit of rage.

At this very moment, beside the Shadow Leopard, Zhao Wuji, hearing the words spoken by Tang San, also froze.

Ten-thousand-year Spirit Bone soup? Tang San, that idea of yours is quite something.

You're so extravagant; do your family members know?

"Alright, Old Zhao, it's time to go!"

Frank, coming from the other side, glanced at the Spirit Bone in Zhao Wuji's hand and urged him on.

This time, they had achieved their purpose for entering.

As for the matter of the Spirit Bone, we'll deal with it after we return.

In an instant, the group tidied up and headed toward the outside of the Star Dou Great Forest.

Only the unyielding body of the Shadow Leopard was left behind, oh, and the dark ten-thousand-year Spirit Ring on top of it!

Shadow Leopard: Don't go! At least absorb a Spirit Ring before you leave!

The Shadow Leopard cried; his humiliation could never be completely washed away.

I may not be human, but you guys are truly dogs!

Meanwhile, Tang San and the others on the other side, having made a bountiful harvest, headed toward the outside of the Star Dou Great Forest.

Just as Tang San's side was in action,

Yue Buqun on the other side was also in action.

The smiling, defiant jianghu world, Shaolin Temple

Inside the Damo Courtyard

"Senior brother, I heard that Ren Wo Xing heavy has reemerged into the jianghu world—this could be disastrous for our Shaolin!"

The head of the Damo Courtyard spoke now, deeply concerned.

Our Shaolin and the Mo Sect have long-standing grievances.

Ren Wo Xing heavy's strength cannot be underestimated.

"Younger brother, we Shaolin need only sit back and watch!"

Fang Zheng, the abbot seated above them, spoke out.

Within the Mo Sect, there is still Dongfang Bubai.

Between Ren Wo Xing heavy and Dongfang Bubai, there must be conflict.

And isn't there the Five Peaks Sword Alliance?

They are the perfect pawns—any trouble, let the Five Peaks Sword Alliance handle it.

"Hmm, Senior brother speaks wisely!"

The head of the Damo Hall nodded, then fell silent.

At that moment, a cry of alarm rang out beyond the Damo Hall.

"Abbot, disaster! Our Shaolin is surrounded!"

Outside the Damo Courtyard, a young monk rushed in, reporting to the abbot.

The calm and composed Shaolin Gao Seng all froze in place.

What? Our Shaolin is surrounded?

How is this possible!

Fang Zheng, the abbot seated above, furrowed his brow.

"Are the Mo Sect demons gathered together?"

He asked the arriving young monk, his gaze turning solemn.

If the Mo Sect demons have gathered, we Shaolin must fight to the death.

But the next moment, the young monk's words left all the Gao Seng stunned.

"It's—it's Yue Buqun, the alliance leader of the Five Peaks Sword Alliance, who has surrounded us with his Five Peaks Sword Alliance!"

As his words fell, the Damo Courtyard fell utterly silent.

All the Shaolin Gao Seng were bewildered.

Who?

Yue Buqun of the Five Peaks Sword Alliance?

He has surrounded our Shaolin?

This is a joke!

The Five Peaks Sword Alliance is a righteous sect—why would they surround our Shaolin Temple?

Even Master Fang Zheng was utterly baffled.

"Come, go see for ourselves!"

With a grim expression, Master Fang Zheng spoke directly, then led the Gao Seng toward the Shaolin mountain gate.

At the Shaolin mountain gate, the Five Peaks Sword Alliance had gathered.

At their head was Yue Buqun, leader of the Five Peaks Alliance.

Now, driven by greed and the desire for rare herbs, Yue Buqun had finally set his sights on Shaolin Temple.

Behind Yue Buqun stood Zuo Lengchan of the Songshan Sect and others.

Yet now, Zuo Lengchan and the others were all ecstatic, shouting incessantly.

Before arriving, Yue Buqun had produced a plate of egg fried rice.

After tasting the egg fried rice, Zuo Lengchan and the others went mad.

Now, before the Shaolin Temple, they shouted without cease.