Chapter 98

After confirming the lynx was dead, Xiao Yi paid no further attention to the place.

He then picked up the dead lynx and tossed it aside the rabbit pen—food should be kept together.

The snow rabbit “…”.

“Sss? Ss! Ss!”

Xiao Yi then gazed thoughtfully into the depths of the forest, muttering under his breath.

“That dumb bear is long overdue for a wake-up call!”

Xiao Yi believed that while Doggie might momentarily lose control from rage, that frenzy wouldn’t last long.

For this, Xiao Yi had complete faith in that dumb bear.

After all, that dumb bear had once given Xiao Yi a small setback.

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As for Doggie, he was now exactly as Xiao Yi had predicted.

The male lynx, just as it had lured Blackie before, deliberately slowed its pace to give Doggie hope of catching up.

Just as it neared, it would pull away again.

At first, Doggie naturally fell for it, charging forward with all his might.

But after the second time he nearly caught up—only to be pulled away again—Doggie slowly came to his senses.

He’d been tricked. He finally realized it.

Now he understood why his foolish younger brother had charged after the lynx without restraint.

Even he hadn’t maintained absolute rationality—how much less could Blackie, that reckless fool?

“Roar!”

Realizing he’d been deceived, Doggie could no longer suppress his fury and roared at the lynx.

But this time, Doggie didn’t lose control—he turned around and headed straight back to Xiao Yi’s camp.

The male lynx, who had been luring Doggie all along, froze in place upon seeing him turn back.

It hadn’t expected this black bear to snap out of it so quickly, nor that he’d turn away so decisively.

Seeing Doggie’s resolve, it was now the lynx’s turn to panic.

There wasn’t nearly enough time for the female lynx to break through the barrier trapping her prey.

It had to buy her even a few seconds to escape—if the black bear caught up, it would be disastrous.

Meanwhile, Doggie, silently cursing himself for losing control, observed the male lynx’s reaction.

When he saw the lynx frantically chasing after him again, Doggie’s eyes flashed with a cruel gleam.

Let's be honest, the lynx at full speed is simply no match for Doggie.

“Ugh!”

“Ugh!”

The pursuing male lynx, while running, continuously emitted taunting calls.

Hoping to draw Doggie’s attention back to itself—but the alert Doggie wouldn’t play along.

For such a low-level provocation, would the King of the Wild fall for it twice?

Did it really think he was that idiot Blackie?

Still, he wondered how Blackie was doing right now?

Seeing that Blackie still ignored it, the male lynx lost its composure, its earlier cunning gone.

Now it could only sprint ahead, trying to intercept the black bear.

Even risking a fight was necessary—it had no choice but to engage this bear.

Seeing the lynx drawing nearer, Blackie’s eyes burned with excitement and bloodlust.

“Now!”

“Roar!”

With a roar, Blackie spun around and slammed his paw toward the charging lynx.

Every wild hunter is a top-tier warrior, possessing supreme combat instinct.

They seize every opportunity, for each one is rare and tied to their survival.

Seeing the lynx charge, Blackie had already planned to strike—it wouldn’t let the lynx dodge this blow.

Seeing the massive paw hurtling toward him, the male lynx panicked—it hadn’t expected Blackie to turn and counter.

But slowing down now was impossible; its momentum carried it straight into Blackie’s paw.

Yet this lynx, having fooled both Doggie and Blackie, was no simple creature.

With sheer resilience, it twisted its body violently to avoid a direct blow to the head.

Still, it took the full force of Blackie’s paw squarely on its back.

“Crack!”

This was Blackie’s vengeful strike—its power was unimaginable.

The lynx was flung backward, sliding several meters before finally stopping.

“Ugh!”

The lynx let out a pained cry, struggling three times before finally rising again.

It glared hatefully at Doggie and the direction of the wooden hut, but when it looked toward the hut, its eyes held a touch of sorrow—then it turned and fled.

“Roar!”

Seeing the lynx wounded and fleeing, Doggie wouldn’t let it escape this time.

Since he’d failed to control his emotions and hold his ground by the rabbit pen, Doggie now abandoned all concern for the pen.

As long as he killed this damned lynx, even if the human drove him away, it didn’t matter.

He was the King of the Wild—he no longer wanted to stay by that human’s side anyway!

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At this moment, Xiao Yi naturally heard Doggie’s roar.

Hearing the sound, Xiao Yi frowned slightly—according to his calculations, Doggie should have returned by now.

“What’s this dog doing? Afraid to face me?”

Xiao Yi muttered, then pulled the wooden stake from the lynx’s body.

He retrieved the other two stakes, glanced at the rabbit pen, then at the deep forest.

In the end, Xiao Yi picked up the stakes and headed into the forest.

Something this unusual meant either Doggie was trapped—or possibly killed by the lynx.

Or the lynx was about to be killed by Doggie!

Either way, this outing would yield him something—no loss!

Besides, with bear roars and lynx cries just now, no large predators would dare approach soon—so long as he returned quickly.

In fact, not only Xiao Yi heard Doggie’s roar—the returning Blackie heard it too.

He immediately sprinted toward the source of the roar.

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The male lynx, wounded, forced itself to flee at full speed.

But the injury quickly took its toll; Doggie went from seeing no trace of the lynx to now being only a hundred meters behind.

Sensing his dire situation, the lynx finally stopped at a cliff face—this was the best ground to fight the bear.

If he couldn’t drive off the black bear here, death was his only fate today.

The cliff’s steepness did hinder Doggie’s pursuit—even wounded, the lynx remained far more agile.

It was a natural gift of the lynx lineage!

Only when both beasts stood at the cliff’s center did the lynx turn, eyes blazing with malice—it would fight this bear to the death here.

Even if he died today, he would inflict irreversible damage on the bear—or drag the black bear down with him.

Doggie knew exactly what the lynx intended—but this time, he was willing to risk it, for this was the perfect chance to kill it.

“Roar!”

But before the battle could begin, another bear roar echoed from afar.