Chapter 84: The Way Home

Yin Mengruo?

She's not resting in her tent—why is she here at this hour?

Facing Facing Cang Luo asked in confusion, "Sister Yin, what do you need at this late hour?"

"May I come in?"

Yin Mengruo asked softly outside the tent; though phrased as a question, she didn't wait for Facing Facing Cang Luo's permission and simply lifted the tent flap herself...

Inside the tent, under the phone's flashlight, Facing Facing Cang Luo suddenly saw a pair of pure white jade hands slipping through the tent's seam, followed by a smooth, long leg partially exposed beneath a white gauze skirt.

The smooth leg had no excess fat, not a single pore visible, its pale pink hue making one instinctively want to take a bite.

Facing Facing Cang Luo's eyes widened; he wanted to stop Yin Mengruo from entering, but his mouth refused to open.

In his hesitation, Yin Mengruo swept in with a swirl of fragrant wind, standing before Facing Facing Cang Luo with a curious expression as she stared at the phone hanging in the tent's corner like a lamp.

At this moment, Yin Mengruo wore only a thin white gauze skirt; her rolled-up sleeves and high slit revealed all four limbs, faintly revealing the intimate undergarments beneath the gauze...

Facing Facing Cang Luo nearly spat blood at the sight of Yin Mengruo's sensual form—what on earth was she doing here dressed like this?

Seducing me?

Facing Facing Cang Luo wasn't a wooden statue—he couldn't miss how Yin Mengruo deliberately sought him out from time to time.

Though he didn't know her motive—whether she admired him or had some hidden agenda—he would never let anything happen between them.

Beauty is a calamity!

Beauty is a calamity...

Facing Facing Cang Luo silently repeated this to himself—he didn't want to die before returning to Earth because of a woman's allure, but just looking wouldn't hurt, right?

Facing Facing Cang Luo kept staring at Yin Mengruo, while Yin Mengruo stared at the phone.

What is this thing?

Why does it emit light?

After a long while, the phone's flashlight began to irritate Yin Mengruo's eyes; she rubbed them—and then noticed Facing Facing Cang Luo secretly gazing at her thigh.

Yin Mengruo's face flushed crimson; she crouched down, hugging her knees. Facing Facing Cang Luo quickly averted his gaze and stammered, "Sister Yin, why aren't you resting yet?"

"Mmm..."

Yin Mengruo murmured softly, "I just finished bathing in the nearby lake... was heading back when I noticed your tent still lit, so I came to check if the boss had gone to sleep."

As she spoke, Yin Mengruo looked up again at the phone in the tent's corner and asked curiously, "Brother Luo, what kind of treasure is that glowing thing?"

Facing Facing Cang Luo dismissed it casually, "Oh, it's not a treasure—just a useless glowing object."

Saying that, Facing Facing Cang Luo stood up, retrieved the phone, and added, "It's late—go back to sleep, Sister Yin."

Out of sight, out of mind—he didn't want to risk doing something he'd regret by staring too long. Thinking it over, he turned off the flashlight to signal he was resting, hoping she'd leave.

But to Facing Facing Cang Luo's surprise, the moment he turned off the flashlight, he felt a supple, boneless body launch itself at him and cling tightly.

"It's so dark!" Yin Mengruo whispered in alarm—the sudden darkness startled her, and she instinctively threw herself into Facing Facing Cang Luo's arms.

Facing Facing Cang Luo froze, not daring to move, hands raised in surrender, terrified of touching anywhere he shouldn't.

His hands had no intention of touching Yin Mengruo's body, nor did his legs—but one part, beyond his control, made contact...

"Ah!"

Yin Mengruo shrieked, tensing her body—she wanted to pull away but didn't; instead, she bit down hard on Facing Facing Cang Luo's shoulder, her cheeks flushed crimson as if ready to bleed.

Then, with another fierce resolve, she clung to him even tighter, her body trembling...

In that moment, the small tent fell into an unnerving silence, thick with intoxicating tension. Facing Facing Cang Luo endured the pain on his shoulder, wanting to push her away—but he didn't act.

He could only silently chant: Hold on, you must hold on!

Impulse is the devil—if I do something here, my lifelong reputation as boss will be ruined!

After a long while, Facing Facing Cang Luo took a deep breath and forcefully shoved Yin Mengruo away, firm in his voice: "Sister Yin, you should go back to sleep. The boss needs rest."

After saying that, Facing Facing Cang Luo swiftly turned his back to Yin Mengruo—he feared she might see something she shouldn't, and he'd die of embarrassment.

"Brother Luo..."

Yin Mengruo stared at Facing Facing Cang Luo's back, her face flushed—not just with shame, but with a touch of angry humiliation.

I've gone this far—and you're still unmoved?

Are you even a man?

The next instant, Yin Mengruo let out a sharp, indignant huff and stormed out of the tent...

The next morning, Facing Facing Cang Luo hadn't yet left his tent because his cultivation technique still needed a little time to complete one full cycle.

The others had already risen and, under the organization of Deputy Boss Zhao Renwu, were bundling and packing the spoils; groups of five or six gathered, tidying up and chatting idly.

In a corner, five gang members were preparing to transport a demonic beast back to the Profound Heaven Sect when one suddenly asked, "Did any of you hear a woman scream last night?"

"A woman's scream? I don't think so..."

The other four turned their heads toward Xiang Xiang Yunjiao and her two companions, who were sorting herbs nearby; the Wolf Warband had only three female disciples—if a woman screamed, it had to be them.

"You were on night watch last night—did you see anything?"

The man's eyes darted, then he whispered, "Yeah, I saw Sister Yin Mengruo enter the boss's tent wearing only a thin nightgown. Then came a scream—but..."

"But what?" The other four's eyes widened instantly; vivid, bloody images flashed in their minds, and they swallowed hard.

The man continued, "But Sister Yin came out of the boss's tent after just a while, looking furious. Total time? Less than half a cup of tea."

"Half a cup of tea? Is that enough time for that?"

"Hey, that's not the point! Didn't you hear she stormed out of the tent in anger? Was she rejected? Or did the boss force her?"

"Probably rejected—she went in on her own, and I've seen for a while now she's got eyes for the boss."

"Sigh! Being strong really is great—beautiful women throw themselves at you, but the boss doesn't want her..."

The five men, while handling the demonic beast, quietly speculated about what had happened between Yin Mengruo and Facing Facing Cang Luo last night—completely unaware that Zhao Renwu, hidden behind a massive cedar tree, had heard every word.

Zhao Renwu leaned against the cedar, fists clenched, face twisted in rage—he'd stayed awake all night cultivating and had heard that scream too, though he hadn't known who'd made it.

So he came over to ask the disciple who had been on night watch last night what had happened and whether they had seen anything, but as soon as he arrived, he overheard their conversation.

He had long been secretly smitten with Yin Mengruo and had expressed his love to her many times, yet Yin Mengruo had not accepted him, though she had also made no clear refusal.

Therefore, Zhao Renwu felt he still had hope and grew even more eager to show off before Yin Mengruo, striving to cultivate and seize control of the War Wolf Gang as soon as possible, planning for her to throw herself into his arms.

But now, hearing such things, Zhao Renwu's heart surged with rage; he gritted his teeth and said, "Facing Facing Cang Luo! You not only took away the brothers who followed me, now even the woman I adore has given her heart to you.

Simply too arrogant! Just you wait; sooner or later, I will take back everything I have lost, with interest!"

Zhao Renwu let out a long sigh, preparing to go see how Yin Mengruo was doing, but just then, he saw Facing Facing Cang Luo walk out of the tent.

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Renwu quickly adjusted his emotions, then walked quickly toward Facing Facing Cang Luo and said calmly, "Gang Leader, all the valuables have been arranged properly; we await only your orders to set off and return to the Sect."

Facing Facing Cang Luo stretched, loosening his muscles and bones while secretly observing everyone's expressions, worried that someone might have seen something they shouldn't have last night.

Fortunately, everyone seemed normal; Yin Mengruo acted as if nothing had happened, speaking quietly with Xiang Xiang Yunjiao.

It seemed there were no problems; Facing Facing Cang Luo couldn't help but sigh in relief and nodded, saying, "Much trouble to Senior Brother Zhao. Well, since everything is ready, let us set off to return to the Sect; we will hold a victory banquet upon our return."

"Yes!"

Everyone responded in agreement.

Thus, after training in the Demon Beast Mountain Forest for half a month, the War Wolf Gang finally set off on the road back to Profound Tianmen.

However, because this haul was enormous and required carrying a large amount of spoils, the War Wolf Gang, except for Facing Facing Cang Luo and a few other high-ranking members and the three women including Xiang Xiang Yunjiao, all became porters.

Zhao Renwu had already arranged for people to make some simple stretchers and carts to transport supplies yesterday, so now there was no panic; after all the supplies were loaded onto the carts, he began directing and coordinating everyone.

Some pulled from the front, some pushed from behind, some cleared the path, some patrolled on alert...

Facing Facing Cang Luo felt Zhao Renwu indeed had some ability and his cultivation was acceptable; with him around, Facing Facing Cang Luo could indeed relax considerably and did not need to do everything personally.

It's just that this fellow has quite an ambition...

Since there were many supplies, the convoy moved very slowly, only just managing to exit the Demon Beast Mountain Forest by three o'clock in the afternoon.

Along the way, under the guidance of Facing Facing Cang Luo's satellite surveillance, they encountered no danger whatsoever and even killed three lone First-Rank Demon Beasts on the way; unfortunately, they could not be eaten, so only the Demon Cores were extracted.

After all, edible Demon Beasts were too few and far between; they were not so easily encountered.

Facing Facing Cang Luo calculated based on the "Myriad Beasts Atlas" that the ratio of edible to inedible Demon Beasts was roughly one to five.

In this half month, the War Wolf Gang killed two hundred and fifty-six Demon Beasts, yet eighty were edible; that was because Facing Facing Cang Luo always targeted the edible ones.

Some gang members couldn't help asking Facing Facing Cang Luo why the Gang Leader could find Demon Beasts so easily; was there some secret technique?

Facing Facing Cang Luo certainly could not tell them he possessed a surveillance satellite with a God's-eye view, so he brushed them off with a family heirloom secret art capable of sensing the movements of Demon Beasts within a certain range.

Everyone believed him completely and admired Facing Facing Cang Luo even more; some secretly guessed that Facing Facing Cang Luo was no ordinary Outer Sect disciple and was likely someone from a great family coming to train at Profound Tianmen.

Such things were not uncommon; many great families, to cultivate the younger generation, would let them leave the family and the safe environment of growth, allowing them to venture out for a few years.

Some would join the army, experiencing life-and-death battlefields to temper their will.

Some would join a Sect to expand the family's connections...

When the War Wolf Gang marched out of the Demon Beast Mountain Forest in great numbers, passing various camps, they instantly attracted the attention of many Outer Sect disciples of Profound Tianmen, and many eyes gleamed.

"So many Demon Beasts!"

Someone counted and exclaimed, "Thirty in total, and they are all edible!"

Upon hearing this, many stood with mouths agape, unable to speak; they all knew the ratio of edible to inedible Demon Beasts was one to five, so they could not help but be shocked.

Another person exclaimed in shock, "They hunted thirty edible Demon Beasts, which means they found at least one hundred and fifty Demon Beasts?"

As this person spoke, he suddenly looked at the bundle carried on Wang Fuhai's back, then glanced at the spiritual herbs and Demon Beast materials peeking out from the cart, and guessed, "Which gang are they from? Such a huge haul?

This haul must have at least, at least over one hundred Demon Cores, right?

And there are also quite a few Demon Beast materials and spiritual herbs, aren't there?"

Upon hearing this, the crowd began to stir, and the sound of sharpening knives could even be heard.

Behind a tent not far away, five Outer Sect disciples of Profound Tianmen with ill intent were hiding; looking at the War Wolf Gang's supplies, they revealed greedy expressions.

The leader, named Zhang Zhen, had the cultivation of a Wu Jiang First-Rank; with a scar on his face, he said ruthlessly, "Let's go; they are carrying things and won't move fast. We'll take the shortcut, wait for a place with few people, and rob them."

Someone behind immediately said, "Boss, wait. They have so many people, and we are only five; we can't handle them. Should we go back to the gang first to call for some help?"

Zhang Zhen sneered, "No need. I know those few leaders; they are all a bunch of useless Wu Shi cultivators. What is there to fear? To catch bandits, catch the ringleader first; just take out the leaders and that's enough.

Besides, if we call for help, with more people, won't our share of the loot be smaller?"

Everyone nodded in agreement; the boss made a lot of sense...