Chapter 195: Hunter's Blank

Chen Wuji was considering whether to offend this big guy.

If he remembers correctly, leopards seem to be able to climb trees, right?

But, this leopard is really tempting……

He hasn't hunted a leopard before; this is a huge gap in his hunting career.

Seeing the leopard had already eaten a third of the muntjac, blood frothing at its mouth, Chen Wuji couldn't stand it any longer; he decided to take a chance, couldn't let this guy run wild and lose the muntjac for nothing.

Chen Wuji slowly nocked an arrow; to be safe, he shot two arrows at once.

First, give this reckless guy a little taste of human methods.

Whoosh!

As the sharp arrow whistled through the air, Chen Wuji didn't have time to see if it hit, quickly nocking another arrow.

To make up for insufficient firepower, he would use speed.

Whoosh!

Another two sharp arrows flew out.

In the moment of aiming, Chen Wuji glanced at the leopard's situation.

It hit, but not fatally.

The startled leopard sprang four or five meters like an arrow, fixing Chen Wuji among the trees with a dangerous glare, as if also considering whether it could knock him down from the tree and bite him to death.

The two sharp arrows that followed were dodged by the leopard's agile turn.

Chen Wuji quickly nocked another arrow.

The leopard dodged again, its eyes growing ever more menacing.

It didn't turn to flee, nor launch an immediate attack on Chen Wuji, just prowling on the ground while warily staring at him.

After dealing with these mountain animals for a while, Chen Wuji could roughly discern their intentions; this leopard was looking for his weak point.

It really wanted to climb the tree!

Moreover, this guy seemed angry and held a grudge.

Whoosh!

Another arrow flew out.

This arrow, Chen Wuji anticipated the leopard's anticipation, and it struck firmly into its shoulder blade.

The leopard winced in pain, its speed noticeably slowed.

Chen Wuji pressed the advantage, quickly loosing another arrow.

Affected by the wound, the leopard failed to dodge again, another arrow sticking in its back.

But unbelievably, it still hadn't fallen.

No wonder it's a large fierce beast famed alongside tigers in the mountains; it truly can take a beating.

However, after taking two arrows in succession, the leopard's mindset seemed greatly affected.

It gave up settling scores with Chen Wuji, let out a low growl, and suddenly turned and darted into the woods.

However, its steps were stumbling, even basic balance hard to control.

Chen Wuji's eyes turned cold: "You're already in my grasp, still trying to run? Stay put!"

Whoosh!

Another arrow flew out.

The leopard became like a porcupine, with four arrows firmly stuck in its back, yet still not deterred from its resolve to flee, it staggered forward.

Chen Wuji felt a twinge of pity.

"You're already like this, stop struggling; I'll give you a quick death." Chen Wuji muttered, aimed an arrow at the leopard's neck, and shot.

One arrow sealed its throat; the leopard collapsed at the sound.

It was a formidable opponent, but it left Chen Wuji feeling uneasy.

Although he was forced into hunting, he rather liked this livelihood that let him survive in this strange world; but seeing the prey struggle for so long made him feel uncomfortable.

Hunting is hunting, but he doesn't like wantonly killing animals.

Without checking the leopard's condition, Chen Wuji calmed himself and continued to crouch on the tree branches; if nothing unexpected happened, he feared he would today reap his biggest haul since becoming a hunter.

After about ten or so minutes, a very alert yellow-haired fox appeared.

It was very cautious, repeatedly checking its surroundings several times before approaching Chen Wuji's prey.

Foxes are relatively valuable among game; their pelts are worth money.

Chen Wuji's mood wasn't great right now; he glanced and gave up on killing this fox.

"Little thing, thank your leopard big brother; otherwise today would be your memorial day." Chen Wuji murmured to himself, slowly loosening the taut bowstring and relaxing his body.

The fox quickly ate a few bites, then carried off a piece of meat.

This guy is extremely wary; even while eating, he kept scanning the surroundings vigilantly, as if from the start suspecting that so much meat might be a trap aimed at him.

Not long after the little fox left, two wolf badgers appeared.

This guy actually dared to call in companions.

Chen Wuji acted without hesitation, ending the lives of the two wolf badgers.

Wolf badgers have been Chen Wuji's old friends, already contributing an unknown amount of wealth to him.

The value of wolf badger pelts is just a bit lower than that of foxes, but they are still top-grade fur.

After the two wolf badgers, a lynx came sneaking in.

This too is a blank in Chen Wuji's hunting career.

The lynx belongs to the feline family, its size similar to that of a badger, also known as mountain cat.

Its fur also seems quite valuable, but Chen Wuji has never sold it, so the exact price is unclear.

But it can be certain that it is also top-grade among furs.

Having used two arrows, Chen Wuji successfully cut off the lynx's escape route, turning it into one of his prey.

However, Chen Wuji's arrows were down to just two.

He could only descend the tree, retrieving each of the arrows he had just used.

Just as he was about to climb the tree, he inadvertently saw a yellow weasel standing upright in the thicket.

It made no motion of tucking its hands.

This guy was observing.

Chen Wuji turned slowly, placing the arrows he had just retrieved slowly on the ground, leaving only one clipped between his fingers.

After waiting so long, he had finally caught one; he didn't dare breathe, fearing to scare this guy away.

Chen Wuji raised his arm slowly like a rusted machine, nocking an arrow.

Perhaps because he turned a bit too sharply, the yellow weasel jerked its head and quickly looked at Chen Wuji; at a glance, the creature turned and fled without a word.

"Where are you going!"

Chen Wuji had no chance to aim; he blindly shot an arrow backward.

The sharp arrow tore through the air, piercing the yellow weasel's body; its tremendous force pinned it to the tree.

Even if this arrow didn't kill it, there was absolutely no chance of escape.

Chen Wuji ran over and retrieved the prey.

Xu Zengyi is saved.

After confirming the yellow weasel was truly dead, with no chance of feigning death to escape, Chen Wuji set it aside and climbed the tree again.

Today really was a troublesome day.

After a few more jolts, even the double-yolk eggs would probably be scrambled.

But looking at his harvest before him, Chen Wuji automatically ignored this pain.

For now, the injury isn't fundamental; shaking it a bit more doesn't matter.

If he could have such a harvest every day, he would be willing to train himself into an iron-skinned copper spear.