Chapter 795: Truly Conspiring with the Tiger for Its Skin

Although they were about to face a situation of being surrounded on all sides, the sky over Nan Jun seemed as if it might collapse.

But Chen Wuji's mindset was steady as an old dog; after arranging the upcoming tasks for all units of the Bīngmǎ, he took Chen Wuyi and a few Personal Guard back into the mountains to seek familiar outdoor pleasure.

The outskirts of Shenxian Ling near Xishan Village were, in Chen Wuji's eyes now, no different from his own backyard; he had become utterly familiar with this mountain wilderness.

Thereafter, because of the mountain's horse farm, Chen Bushi ordered people to build a road in the mountains.

With the appearance of this road, the sense of mystery in this mountain region was almost completely stripped away.

Today's harvest came a bit faster than yesterday's.

As soon as he went up the mountain, Chen Wuji was fed.

Big Tiger seemed to have been waiting in the mountains for a while; upon seeing Chen Wuji's figure appear, it eagerly threw the hunted prey in front of him.

Moreover, this time it not only came in person, but also brought three cubs.

Seeing Big Tiger behave like a cat, Chen Wuji laughed heartily.

"You little guy, you've become a dad—congratulations, congratulations!"

He ordered the weapons put away, then sat on the ground leaning against the big tiger as it nuzzled him, and vigorously rubbed its fluffy head twice.

After just a few months apart, it seemed to have shown some signs of aging.

Or perhaps it had become more mature.

After all, it was now a father tiger.

The mountain wind was very refreshing; although that rain never fell, the heavy clouds dispelled some of the heat, letting the wind's temperature finally become what it should be.

One person, one tiger—one speaking, one calling—chatted quite pleasantly.

Chen Wuyi and the others had seen this scene before, yet they still felt utter amazement.

But compared to previous times, this time they were especially tense; beneath their seemingly relaxed posture, every nerve was taut, ready to strike at any moment.

"Why didn't you come see me yesterday?" Chen Wuji asked, grabbing the tiger's ear.

The big tiger shook its large head, its eyes clear yet bewildered.

"Don't pretend with me—I know you understood!" Chen Wuji laughed and scolded, "Is it because I haven't visited you in so long that you're angry? Or do you find my bloody smell too strong, making me seem foreign?"

The big tiger rolled its eyes, then nudged Chen Wuji with its head, its gaze full of affection.

Chen Wuji chuckled, "We're both male, so don't give me this act—surely it's because I've been away too long that you're angry? Fine, this is indeed my fault."

"But I have no other choice; the people down the mountain are at war, and I am one side. I may be away longer from now on—perhaps a few months, maybe even years—but I promise you that whenever I return, I will come see you right away."

"Roar..." The big tiger let out a low growl and butted Chen Wuji over with its head.

Chen Wuji rolled over, laughing and scolding, "What are you angry about? Don't you know I have no choice—otherwise I'd die! You're acting like a Mountain Lord, but you're not; if I weren't your Changui, it wouldn't be bad either—we could rule this mountain together as king and hegemon."

The big tiger's eyes were bewildered; it didn't understand what Chen Wuji meant by Mountain Lord and Changui.

Actually, Chen Wuyi and the others were also quite bewildered at this moment.

They really couldn't fathom how their lord managed to read the tiger's meaning!

The tiger's gestures looked exactly the same, with no discernible difference.

"Be good, come sit!" Chen Wuji waved his hand to summon the big tiger.

"When I have time I'll come up the mountain to see you—I won't forget you. You are a Mighty Tiger of the mountains, you have your tiger's life, and as a person I also have my own duties; this is fate's arrangement."

"By the way, do these three cubs have names? Nah, they probably don't, and even if they did, I couldn't understand them. Let me give them names—after all, I'm also an uncle."

The three tiger cubs didn't understand what this human's babble meant; they couldn't see their father getting close to Chen Wuji, yet they immediately took a liking to him, climbing all over his body and having a great time.

Playing slide on a person's body was certainly a very novel thing for them.

"Roar..."

The big tiger let out a soft exhalation.

It seemed like a response, yet also like a promise, its tone hinting at a bit of dissatisfaction.

Chen Wuji laughed heartily, "I didn't catch what you just meant—you couldn't be trying to say you still don't have a name, could you?"

"Roar."

Chen Wuji's expression turned to astonishment, "Amazing—our communication could now be written into a myth; you actually understand this? Shenxian Ling really does have something special about it."

He hadn't even imagined this big fellow could understand; he'd just felt a sudden curiosity, muttered to himself, and didn't expect the guy to actually comprehend.

The big tiger was far smarter than he had imagined.

"Then let's pick names together!" Chen Wuji laughed, "You'll be Afu, and they'll be Dafu, Erfu, and Sanfu—by the way, what about their mother?"

The big tiger's eyelids suddenly drooped.

On a tiger's face, which normally shows no human-like expression, a hint of sorrow suddenly appeared.

Chen Wuji didn't know what had happened, but he read the big tiger's current expression.

Obviously, it was already gone.

Chen Wuji vigorously rubbed the big tiger's fluffy head, "Sorry."

No wonder it was bringing three cubs.

The big tiger collapsed spread-eagle, its back pressing tightly against Chen Wuji's leg.

"You're acting as both father and mother—life ahead won't be easy either. Take the hunted game back with you." Chen Wuji said softly, "Just consider it as if I'd already taken it, or as a gift I'm giving to Dafu and the others; I ought to bring them a welcome present, but I brought nothing up the mountain today."

"Next time, then—I'll make it up to them next time. Actually, how about this: I'll go hunt some prey now and give it to these kids as a welcome gift."

A purely wild tiger probably isn't used to eating human food either.

Better to use things from the mountain.

The big tiger pressed down hard on Chen Wuji's leg, stopping his attempt to rise.

"What are you doing? This is my goodwill." Chen Wuji slapped the big tiger's head, "If you feel uneasy, then help me out—let's go hunt together."

Only then did the big tiger roll over, letting out an excited low growl.

Chen Wuji smiled silently.

A tiger that understands human nature to this extent is very likely truly capable of being considered to have become a spirit.

However, it can also be seen as normal.

In the world, there will always be some exceptional circumstances.

Among people there are fools, and among animals there are also extremely clever ones.

Similar situations, he had seen plenty of in his previous life.

"Dafu, Erfu, Sanfu, let's go, we're going hunting," Chen Wuji shouted.

Afu, leading three little tiger cubs with a fierce aura, followed behind Chen Wuji.