The tiger stood majestically in the mountain forest, its imposing presence causing the two figures before it to stiffen.
Just as the fair-skinned man was at a loss, Lu Ye said from the side, "Great King Tiger, please calm down. I understand the rules. I will follow the Great King's rules, so please spare my life!"
As he spoke, he untied the storage bag from his waist, pretended to activate his spiritual power, and threw the storage bag to the ground. Not only that, he also threw away the long sword in his hand.
The tiger looked at him and let out a light snort, "Since you understand the rules, I can spare your life."
"Thank you, Great King!"
The tiger then turned to the fair-skinned cultivator, "What about you, young man? Do you want to die or live?"
"I want to live!" The fair-skinned cultivator blurted out, his face showing pain as he mimicked Lu Ye, untying the storage bag from his waist, unlocking the seal, and throwing it to the ground.
He had heard some rumors in the market before, saying that there was a beast in Qingyun Mountain that could speak human language. Many cultivators had encountered it, but the beast generally did not harm human lives. It was only interested in spirit pills and spirit stones. As long as the cultivators were willing to pay a price, they could escape from the tiger's mouth.
He never thought that just by chasing Lu Ye into the mountain, he would encounter this beast. This was truly the worst luck.
The tiger seemed satisfied with their performance and said, "Don't try any tricks. If I find out that you haven't unlocked the seal, hmpf!" The threat was clear.
"Unlocked!" Lu Ye and the fair-skinned cultivator said in unison. Not only that, Lu Ye pointed at the fair-skinned cultivator, "Great King, he hasn't thrown away his weapon yet. He might be planning to harm you!"
The fair-skinned cultivator was stunned and inwardly cursed Lu Ye.
The tiger was clearly taken aback for a moment, but quickly turned to the fair-skinned cultivator, growling threateningly.
Clang...
The fair-skinned cultivator promptly threw away his long saber, his heart aching as if it were bleeding. The long saber in his hand was a spirit weapon, albeit of a low rank, but it was still a spirit weapon. For a low-level cultivator, having a spirit weapon made a significant difference, increasing his strength by at least ten percent!
However, saving his life was the priority. Provoking such a beast would surely lead to a bad end. Compared to his life, external possessions could be discarded.
"Great King, if there are no other instructions, we will take our leave," Lu Ye said.
"Go away," the tiger growled indifferently.
Lu Ye and the fair-skinned cultivator slowly retreated, not turning their backs to the tiger. This was a normal response; anyone facing a threat would be cautious.
However, after retreating a few dozen feet, the fair-skinned cultivator was shocked to see Lu Ye suddenly rush forward, grab the long sword on the ground, and charge at him like a bolt of lightning.
The fair-skinned cultivator was terrified, completely unexpected such a reckless move from Lu Ye. With the tiger present, shouldn't they prioritize their lives? Where did he get the courage?
He had no time to think. Almost immediately after Lu Ye's move, he lunged forward, grabbed his weapon, and infused it with spiritual power, the blade glowing.
The wind rushed toward him, and the fair-skinned cultivator had no time to think as he raised his long saber to meet the attack.
Clang! The fair-skinned cultivator, who had not fully stood up, was knocked to the ground, kneeling.
One was prepared, the other was caught off guard. This time, Lu Ye had the upper hand.
The fair-skinned cultivator looked up and saw Lu Ye's calm and cold eyes. In that moment, he sensed something.
Before he could think further, Lu Ye thrust his sword forward.
The fair-skinned cultivator hurriedly activated his spiritual power to protect himself and swung his saber at Lu Ye. However, to his surprise, his protective spiritual power offered no resistance, and the long sword pierced his heart, emerging from his back.
Lu Ye kicked the fair-skinned man, sending him flying, the sword dragging a trail of blood from his chest.
In a flash, the two had already determined the winner. Lu Ye, unsure if the other was dead, did not rashly approach but took out an attack talisman from his storage bag, holding it in his hand, ready for any emergency.
If the other dared to stand up, he would immediately activate the talisman.
However, the fair-skinned man, lying on the ground, twitched a few times and then lay still. It seemed that Lu Ye's sword had hit a vital spot.
The struggle between cultivators was so perilous, often determining life and death in a short time.
The ground was stained with blood, and the pungent smell of blood filled the air. Lu Ye took a few deep breaths to calm his racing heart.
A red light suddenly flew from the fair-skinned cultivator's body and landed on Lu Ye's hand.
"How..." Yiyi's figure appeared above the tiger's head, looking at Lu Ye with confusion.
Just now, Lu Ye had suddenly rushed over and urgently said, "Help me rob."
Then, the fair-skinned cultivator chased over, and Yiyi understood what Lu Ye was facing. She and the tiger put on a show, which they were good at, and they could also rob some good things. Why not?
But... wasn't it supposed to be a robbery?
How did it end up with a death?
Yiyi slowly realized that she and the tiger were supposed to rob, while Lu Ye had always intended to kill, just using their momentum.
"You lied to me?" Yiyi glared at Lu Ye.
Lu Ye glanced at her and criticized, "Your acting was too exaggerated!"
"What?" Yiyi was confused.
Just as Lu Ye was about to say more, a faint sound came from nearby. He hesitated for a moment and then rushed forward, saying, "Your secret is exposed. There are people nearby. If you don't want to die, come quickly!"
Yiyi felt like she was on a pirate ship and couldn't get off. She exchanged a glance with the tiger and gritted her teeth, "Chase!"
The tiger roared and ran off on all fours.
In the forest, a graceful female cultivator, her face full of panic, was desperately fleeing. She felt that she had made a huge mistake.
But could she be blamed? She just wanted to live better, no longer fawning on those disgusting guests. They were all itinerant cultivators; why should she have to look at people's faces day and night? If this matter went smoothly, her future would be much better.
However, she never expected that the person she found would fail.
Since leaving the Tianji Merchant Alliance, she had followed the person's hidden marks to this place, originally thinking she could share the loot. But what she saw was the itinerant cultivator named Lu Ye killing the person she had found. In her panic, she exposed her presence and was now being pursued.
She didn't want to die! She was young and had many good days ahead. How could she die in such a place?
However, the sounds of pursuit were getting closer, and she knew she was in grave danger.