Chapter 140: Obtaining the Ferocious Beast

Yang Jun knew that, since he had ended up in this world and become a minor character, he still needed to possess the necessary self-cultivation.

When it's time to lie low, one must lie low; but when it's time to fight, one must fight.

If this ferocious beast fell into Zhou Tian's hands, I would truly be finished; the consequences are something I cannot bear and do not wish to face.

So, what should be done next is to find this thing.

Yang Jun followed the small path, moving forward all the way.

With a map, things become easy.

Along the way, shouts of people and neighing of horses could be heard from afar, together with occasional bow and crossbow sounds.

It seems those people have already begun fierce competition.

Since there are certain rules, these people are mostly engaged in intense fighting.

While hunting, it's also not impossible to casually beat up people.

Yang Jun, to conceal his figure, after moving to a position, checked the map and then tied his horse under a large tree.

Having a horse along makes the target conspicuous and creates a big commotion.

Furthermore, most importantly, it is not very convenient to act.

One must guard against people, and even more against ferocious beasts.

Since it is a hunting ground, while everyone hunts wild beasts, I too have become prey.

Therefore, in such a situation, shouldn't one also be on high alert?

At this point, the results of Yang Jun's hard training during this period became evident.

He detected a trace of aura that had been following him all along.

Having made this discovery, Yang Jun did not announce it; he merely gave a cold snort and continued forward.

He moved slowly, leisurely, which was clearly not hunting but rather sightseeing and enjoying himself.

However, the aura behind him seemed to be getting closer.

Upon reaching a crossroads, Yang Jun stopped again.

He took out the map, stood there and examined it again, as if determining the direction.

Suddenly, a tearing sound came from behind, a fierce killing intent rapidly rushing forward.

Yang Jun let out a cold snort, swung his right hand, and the prepared strike swiftly lashed out.

With a crack, Yang Jun turned his hand into a blade and struck the assailant's wrist.

In an instant, the hand bones broke, exposing bloody bone.

The assailant's knife fell from his hand, and he cried out in pain.

Yang Jun kicked out, striking the assailant's knee.

Another miserable cry rang out as the assailant fell to the ground, struggling quickly to escape.

With a broken hand and leg, after struggling, he merely left a bloodstain on the ground.

Yang Jun stepped forward and stomped down, pinning the assailant's injured arm; the man trembled violently from pain and wailed incessantly.

"Are you Zhou Tian's subordinate? A member of the Imperial City Guard?"

Yang Jun stared at the man before him, fixing his gaze on the man's pallid cheeks from the pain, and coldly questioned.

This guy is still tough; despite his whole body trembling, blood seeping from his wound, his face as white as paper, he stubbornly refuses to speak, giving no explanation.

He also felt depressed.

Everyone says Yang Jun is a spoiled rich kid, so how can he be so formidable?

He was acting on Zhou Tian's orders to keep an eye on Yang Jun.

Zhou Tian unwilling to believe Yang Jun would not contend, thus secretly struck.

He sent people to follow; if anything seemed amiss, they would strike first to eliminate Yang Jun.

Who would have thought this person, eager to earn merit, upon seeing Yang Jun unsociable, ignored Yang Jun's purpose and directly launched a sneak attack.

Who would have thought the one who was ambushed was unharmed, while the ambusher ended up injured.

"Not speaking? Then there's nothing to it."

Seeing the man remain silent, Yang Jun gave a faint smile.

Immediately striking like lightning, he pressed several acupoints on the man to prevent further action.

Then he grabbed the man's broken spot and dragged him forward as he ran.

"Spare my life, Your Highness the Crown Prince, spare my life!"

He begged incessantly, the pain unbearable.

"Spare my life? What are you saying? In the hunting grounds, there are rules; killing people is not allowed."

"So I won't kill you; where does this talk of sparing come from?"

Yang Jun spoke while laughing, looking ahead into the woods, where he actually saw a pack of wolves lurking.

"If you want me to spare you, then I will spare you now."

Yang Jun spoke and then threw the man down.

When Yang Jun turned around, took a few steps, and climbed a huge tree, he saw those wolves already surrounding him.

"No!"

The assailant finally spoke, but alas, all his cries were meaningless.

The greedy wolf pack would naturally not let go of food once in their mouths.

Soon the cries ceased, leaving only the sound of wolves devouring the prey and their low growls.

Yang Jun left without glancing back.

For those who dare to act against me, the best method is to utterly annihilate them.

Along the way, Yang Jun moved swiftly, heading toward the destination.

When he reached the mountaintop, he could see below; the talented youths of Great Xia were vying for game, fighting each other, a lively scene.

Zhou Tian was undoubtedly eye-catching; his great strength let him move freely in the crowd, making him very conspicuous.

Yang Jun withdrew his gaze and continued onward.

Finally, he arrived near the lair of the Evil Beast King as recorded in the book.

Yang Jun did not act rashly; instead, he became even more cautious.

He knew: the closer to success, the more caution was needed.

If it were the Beast King, he would not only fail to get the evil beast, but would very likely become its feces.

After another search, Yang Jun weaved through trees and rocks, and a den appeared before his eyes.

Although he had not yet approached, he could already smell a strong, pungent odor of blood.

At a glance, he could see many white bones scattered on the ground.

There were also some incomplete animal carcasses, bearing many tooth marks.

These bones, accumulated for an unknown time, made this place like a land of death.

Yang Jun dared not enter the cave, so he picked up a stone and threw it inside.

With a sound, a young monster crawled out.

It resembled a cat, a tiger, and had a lion's long fur, but was entirely snow‑white and looked very cute.

As this little thing poked out of the hole, its big eyes darted around, as if trying to see how it had returned.

Upon seeing this little fellow, Yang Jun's heart began to beat faster.

This is it!

A young evil beast, the future Evil Beast King!

Zhou Tian relied on this little trinket to conquer many women.

After seeing it clearly, Yang Jun nevertheless suppressed the urge to rush over and grab it.

He threw another stone into the cave, then turned and ran, putting as much distance as possible between himself and it.

Damn it, seek wealth amidst danger.

Without people, no amount of wealth or status has any meaning.

Caution lets you sail for ten thousand years.

As long as a person is alive, there remains a chance to strive for everything they desire.

Beauty and wealth are no exception.

What's more to say, now it's just for a beast!