Chapter 1533: Chapter 1531: Surprises of Parting
After being driven back, the tiger didn’t retreat; instead, it dug its forelimbs into the ground, eyes wide, growling fiercely.
Suddenly, it stomped the ground, leaping like a cannonball, rapidly charging at the Orange Catman Husky’s group.
The Orange Catman Husky’s group wanted to resist, but upon seeing the tiger’s charge, they realized that even if they blocked it, their bones would break, so they wisely dodged to the side, planning to avoid the edge and strike back later.
Unexpectedly, after the tiger landed, it ignored the Orange Catman Husky’s group altogether and leaped again, pouncing forward.
Seeing the tiger’s move, the Orange Catman Husky’s face changed immediately, and he quickly shouted, "Pike!"
At that moment, Pike was right in front of the tiger, as the tiger had decided to target Pike for food, knowing adult Husky’s group was troublesome from the start.
Now targeted, the Little Fox Boy Pike stood nervously, holding a dagger in his hand, watching the approaching tiger. He wanted to resist, but his hands trembled uncontrollably, unable to muster any strength.
Husky’s group couldn’t help but feel despair, wanting to rescue Pike but finding themselves unable to.
The aged Husky looked serious, the Tiger-man Tyson’s eyes turned blood-red, the Ratman Heitu pursed his lips, and the male and female swordsmen deeply furrowed their brows.
Just as the tiger was about to pounce on the Little Fox Boy Pike, its momentum suddenly halted, as if caught by a transparent iron hook, suspended in mid-air.
Afterwards, everyone saw Richard appear on one side at some unnoticed moment, extending a hand, casually lifting the tiger by the scruff of its neck like picking up a small kitten.
Everyone froze.
The tiger also froze, seemingly shocked to find itself being held in the air by a human, roaring and attempting to struggle, trying to escape the grasp.
"Roar—Gah!"
But its roar was cut short abruptly, as the next moment Richard swung it forcefully, throwing it harshly away.
"Bang!"
The tiger flew over twenty meters through the air, crashing heavily against a tree before stopping. It wasn’t too severely injured; it rolled over and climbed up, staring at Richard, seemingly ready for revenge, looking at Richard with a desire to swallow him whole.
Richard narrowed his eyes... What, intentionally spared it, and still doesn’t recognize its situation?
Alright then...
The next moment, Richard took a step forward, landing directly in front of the tiger more than twenty meters away.
The tiger sensed danger, raised its head, opening its mouth wide to bite, but Richard unceremoniously slapped down directly on its forehead.
"Snap!"
A crisp sound rang out, the tiger’s mouth snapped shut, its entire body shuddered, and then almost asleep-like, it softly collapsed on the ground.
Richard stepped forward, walking to the side; behind him, with a "bang," the entire tiger exploded into a mist of blood.
Originally wanting to rush over to support Richard, Husky’s group shuddered collectively at this scene, froze on the spot, and then began swallowing hard.
"Gulp... Is this person really from the East, and repeatedly leaving us to truly explore dangerous areas, I can’t guarantee," said the male swordsman, eyes widened, "But there’s one thing I can guarantee, and that’s based on the strength shown by the other——moving several dozen meters instantly, and killing an elite-level beast casually——they’re not merely a master but within the Holy Land."
"Holy Land... A Sword Saint... A Sword Saint without a sword..." the female swordsman murmured, looking at her own Iron Sword in hand, inexplicably finding it increasingly obstructive.
The Tiger-man Tyson couldn’t help but mutter, "Hey, did I not do well previously, speaking rudely? Should I apologize to avoid displeasing the other party..."
The Ratman Heitu glanced at the Tiger-man Tyson, eyes shimmering, "Your roughness is not important; the important thing is that we can actually travel with a Sword Saint... Making connections here will be incredibly profitable..."
"Elder, is a Sword Saint very powerful?" Only the Little Fox Boy Pike asked, seemingly half-understanding, tilting his head towards the aged Orange Catman Husky.
The Orange Catman Husky shook his white whiskers, softly saying, "A Sword Saint? Of course powerful, powerful enough to easily kill us all without injury, so we must respect them. If they’re willing to accompany us to Dunma Valley, then there will absolutely be no accidents on this journey..."
Taking a deep breath, the Orange Cat Husky tentatively approached Richard.
By now, Richard seemed peculiar, having effortlessly killed the non-threatening mutant tiger, walked a few steps to the side, squinting at the northwest direction. Then he extended his hand, gently stroking the air, as if sensing something in it, his brows lifting slightly.
"Uh..." Walking a few meters away from Richard, the Orange Catman Husky halted, speaking very politely, "Friend from the East..."
Richard turned back, not waiting for Husky to finish the greeting, straightforwardly saying, "Mr. Husky, if there are no unexpected events, we might separate soon."
"Ah!" Husky paused upon hearing this, and the others couldn’t help but pause as well.
Leaving? Why suddenly leave?
Ratman Heitu quickly ran over, trying to figure out what was going on, waving his hand, saying, "This friend from the East, wasn’t our journey quite pleasant? Why do you suddenly want to leave? Did we do something wrong, or... was Tyson really too rude? Then let him change, he will definitely change..."
"No, no." Richard shook his head, "This has nothing to do with you. It’s because I’ve found a place where I truly want to train myself, so I have to leave."
As he spoke, Richard looked again toward the northwest. In that direction, he could clearly sense the obscure spatial fluctuations coming from afar, highly likely to be the location of a Space Jump Point, and it seemed to be in a semi-active state, which is why it emitted such fluctuations.
"Mr. Husky, are there any dangerous areas nearby?" Richard asked out loud.
"Well..." Husky thought for a moment and answered, "It seems none, the only somewhat special place is a forest where people tend to disappear, but only one or two, so it’s really not too dangerous."
"I see. But nonetheless, it might still be a place worth visiting. I want to go there and take a look." Richard said, "So, let’s part ways here."
"Alright..." Husky agreed verbally, yet his expression was reluctant, and the others felt similarly.
After all, after witnessing Richard’s strength once more, everyone was thinking about how to get closer to Richard and keep him around, but Richard was leaving without giving any chance.
What difference is there between this and having a fortune placed before someone, only to take it back?
"Then, goodbye." Having heard Husky’s response, Richard did not hesitate and took his step to leave.
Husky raised his eyebrows and suddenly called out: "Hey, friend from the East, wait a moment."
"Hmm?" Richard stopped and turned back, asking, "Is there something else, Mr. Husky?"
"Uh... it’s like this. During this journey together, we can consider it fate. Now that we are parting, allow me to give you a gift." Husky said, taking out an eyeball-sized light red bead from his bosom.
"This is something that has been passed down in our village for many years. It’s not worth much, but it’s said to bring luck, so it does have some value." Husky explained, "There were several of them originally, but now only this one is left with me. I’m giving it to you as a memento, hoping that we might meet again someday, and you’ll remember us."
At the end, Husky handed the bead over to Richard.
Richard took it and glanced at it, noticing that the material was somewhat unusual but without any energy wave, likely an ordinary bead, and nodded to put it away.
"Thank you, Mr. Husky. If there’s nothing else, I really must part ways with you now."
"Then I wish you luck on your journey ahead." Husky said.
"And I wish you all a safe trip." Richard responded, and with those words, he stepped directly towards the northwest and soon disappeared from the sight of Husky and the group.
...
After Richard had been gone for a while, Ratman Heitu and a few others still couldn’t accept the reality. The Female Swordsman couldn’t help but say: "Did he really just leave like that?!"
"Perhaps it’s because we guessed his identity, and he didn’t want any trouble so he left." Ratman Heitu speculated, "After all, being a Sword Sect member makes him skilled, but not too rare. Yet as a Sword Saint, he’s too special - everywhere he goes, he would become the focus and might attract many challengers seeking fame. It’s typical for him not to want to expose his whereabouts, making a move and then leaving right away."
"But, he could completely avoid revealing his identity. Using a Sword Sect’s power can also solve that Elite-level Beast..." Tiger-man Tyson frowned.
"Alright, people have already left, don’t dwell on it." Orange Catman Husky said, "To have traveled with a Sword Saint is already fortunate enough. Before this, I hadn’t even seen a Sword Sect, considering I am merely a Sword Master.
The path of a Sword Saint is destined to be different from ours. Let’s focus on our own path. Everyone, stay alert, since that Elite Ghost Wolf was killed, the Ghost Wolf King’s followers haven’t appeared, probably fearing the Sword Saint’s prowess. But now that the Sword Saint has departed, perhaps the Ghost Wolf King might catch up, so we must be cautious."
"Teacher, we’ve already traveled this far, we are outside of the Ghost Wolf King’s territory now, will he really chase us down?" Tiger-man Tyson questioned with some doubt.
Upon hearing this, Orange Catman Husky became slightly displeased and was about to scold his student, but before he could open his mouth, his face changed.
The next moment, everyone present heard a chilling howling of wolves erupting - from all directions.
"Awooo!"
"Awooo!"
"Awooo!"
This!
In an instant, everyone tightened their grip on their weapons, their expressions turning a bit pale.
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