An open clearing.

Jun Changxiao sat on a giant rock, taking out a map from his ring and beginning to sketch with a pen.

He wanted to supplement the areas he’d just traversed, so that when entering deeper regions, he could confirm whether he’d been there before.

Having entered the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range for several days now, he’d also acquired a large amount of food and resources.

But time was still ample. Jun Changxiao had no plans to leave and decided to wander around inside for another ten days to half a month to see if he could obtain more.

Furthermore.

It was rare not to have to manage the sect—he should definitely relax properly.

Relaxing in the dangerous Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range—this was truly bold.

In the distance, several hundred Hurricane Wolves surrounded the clearing, either lying on the ground resting or standing in trees on alert.

Having a wolf pack as bodyguards was absolutely impressive.

Little Dragon and the Ice Crystal Lion Beast leaned nearby, their eyes still showing surprise.

They truly couldn’t understand how their master, after leaving for such a short time, had managed to subjugate the Hurricane Wolf King and the Hurricane Wolf pack!

“OK.”

After finishing the sketch, Jun Changxiao stood up and said, “Let’s depart.”

“Swish!”

Riding atop the Hurricane Wolf King, he led the two contract beasts toward the unknown depths of the mountain forest.

As for the wolf pack, they were temporarily stationed in place to wait.

…

The Fifth Region.

Nearly six hundred martial cultivators in short sleeves and fitted attire gathered here, their eyes all showing fury.

Small teams passing by, seeing this kind of formation, were frightened and hastily dodged aside.

“Captain.”

A martial artist said, “That brat must have entered deeper regions and hasn’t left the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range yet!”

Before him stood a middle-aged man wearing black robes, emanating a thick, profound aura from his entire body.

This person’s face appeared somewhat gloomy, with three scars at his right eye position, looking fierce and menacing. His head was shiny and bald, without a single strand of hair.

Hou Kun.

Captain of the Blood Wolf Mercenary Corps, with strength at fifth-rank Wuzong.

He was currently very angry, extremely angry!

Because the main and deputy captains of the third squad, along with quite a few subordinates, had been killed by a white-robed youth!

The Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range was equivalent to their own territory. Having subordinates killed by others—this was nakedly slapping his own face!

“That brat!”

Hou Kun clenched his fist, his eyes gloomy as he said, “Don’t let me catch you, otherwise I’ll definitely dismember you into ten thousand pieces to console my brothers’ spirits in heaven!”

“Swish!”

He waved his hand, ordering, “Surround the exits.”

“Yes!”

The mercenary corps members dispersed in all directions, blockading several main exits.

“Even the Blood Wolf Mercenary Corps captain has come. Once that white-robed youth is discovered, he’ll definitely die without a burial place.”

“A strong dragon can’t suppress a local snake. Many great sects come to the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range and don’t dare offend the mercenary corps. That brat killing their people is undoubtedly courting death.”

“With the exits blocked off, it’ll be difficult for us to enter.”

“The captain not venting his fury on us is already fortunate enough—you still want to go in?”

Distant small teams discussed in hushed voices.

Some retreated, while others chose to wait—waiting for the Blood Wolf Mercenary Corps to withdraw before entering to explore.

The most tragic were the teams that had entered the sixth region early on, because with the exits sealed, they were all trapped inside.

“Boss.”

Fatty frowned and said, “What do we do?”

Brother Qin, after some thought, said, “We can only wait for them to leave before returning to Fugui Town.”

These past few days, he and his members had successfully explored their target area, obtaining quite a few resources. More fortunately, their numbers hadn’t decreased either.

“Detestable.”

The man who had previously looked down on Jun Changxiao said angrily, “That guy clearly killed the people—the Blood Wolf Mercenary Corps isn’t going after him, so why are they blockading the passage!”

“Exactly, exactly.”

Someone chimed in, “Not going after the debtor but blocking the road so we can’t pass—is this even reasonable!”

Brother Qin said, “You can go discuss reason with them.”

“…”

That person hastily shrank his head back.

He was merely speaking privately. If he actually went to discuss reason with the Blood Wolf Mercenary Corps, he’d definitely die miserably.

The man said resentfully, “That guy stirred up trouble and is hiding himself, yet implicates everyone by getting us trapped in the mountain forest.”

“In my view, he probably left the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range long ago.”

“The Blood Wolf Mercenary Corps keeps blocking—when will we be able to get out!”

“Sigh, let’s hope no overly powerful fierce beasts appear during this time.”

…

Just as the Blood Wolf Mercenary Corps sealed off the exits, Jun Changxiao had already entered the deeper parts of the mountain range, repeatedly engaging in fierce battles with high-rank fierce beasts.

Because no one had ventured here, all kinds of medicinal herbs and ores could be seen everywhere inside.

Whenever Sect Master Jun saw them, he collected everything into his spatial ring.

The deeper he went, the higher the fierce beast levels.

Jun Changxiao gradually felt overwhelmed. After exploring for four to five days, he could only choose to return and reunite with the Hurricane Wolf pack waiting in their original location.

“I’ve been inside for almost half a month.”

Jun Changxiao murmured, “It’s time to go back.”

“Swish!”

Riding atop the Hurricane Wolf King, he headed toward the marked area on the map.

“Awooo!”

“Awooo!”

Several hundred Hurricane Wolves raised their heads and howled furiously, lined up neatly like soldiers following behind, forming a long procession.

“This won’t do.”

Jun Changxiao murmured, “A bit too high-profile.”

Following behind were the Ice Crystal Lion Beast, the Hurricane Wolf King, plus so many Hurricane Wolves—this wasn’t just high-profile, this was extremely high-profile!

“Swish!”

Jun Changxiao jumped down and said, “Big Wolf, have them separate and move through the shadows. Don’t make noise, and don’t let martial artists see them.”

The Hurricane Wolf King nodded, then let out a low howl.

Swish! Swish!

Several hundred Hurricane Wolves quickly dispersed, melting into the dark, dense mountain forest.

“Little Ice Sculpture.”

Jun Changxiao said, “You also hide in the shadows.”

“Roar.”

The Ice Crystal Lion Beast, receiving the order, restrained its cold energy and dove into the dark forest.

With everything settled, Jun Changxiao, bringing Little Dragon, left the same way they had entered.

Half an hour later.

Passing through several mountain forests, he arrived at the Sixth Region.

“Boss!”

Fatty, who was gnawing on dried rations, saw someone walking out from the seventh region and exclaimed in shock, “It’s that guy!”

Swish! Swish!

Brother Qin and his members all turned around.

Martial artists from other small teams gathered together also looked over!

“It really is him!”

“So that guy didn’t leave and is still in the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range!”

“The Blood Wolf Mercenary Corps has been blocking the exit for five days—they finally trapped him!”

Everyone discussed in low voices.

“Hm?”

Jun Changxiao also noticed them and wondered, “Why are you all gathered together instead of exploring?”

Explore what.

They were all prepared to return but were trapped here, unable to leave because of the Blood Wolf Mercenary Corps.

“Young friend.”

Just as he approached, Brother Qin said in a suppressed voice, “There’s a Blood Wolf Mercenary Corps at the entrance blocking you. Please take a different route.”

Blood Wolf Mercenary Corps?

Only then did Jun Changxiao recall that before entering the deeper regions, he had robbed members of this robbery organization.

Blocking me?

How naive.

Jun Changxiao continued walking straight ahead.

He didn’t take a different route because the surrounding areas were all dense mountain forest—taking a detour would mean going far out of the way.

“This…” Brother Qin was stunned.

Was what he said not clear enough? Or had he not heard clearly?

“Hmph.”

That man said coldly, “Kindly giving him a warning, yet he walks forward with a foolish face—truly courting death.”

“Captain!”

At the region connection point, a Blood Wolf Mercenary Corps member who had seen Jun Changxiao before, seeing someone walk out, hastily shouted, “That guy came out!”

“Hm?”

Hou Kun looked over and said coldly, “Let him come out.”

Swish!

The members blocking the passage hastily moved aside.

Jun Changxiao strode forward. Just as he entered the Fifth Region, he was immediately surrounded three layers deep on all sides by over five hundred fierce and menacing martial artists.

“Quite the formation.” He smiled.

Hou Kun sat on a rock, carefully sizing up this murderer who had killed two squad captains, then planted his long blade in the ground, saying indifferently, “Brat, you killed my people. How do you want to die?”

“If I can choose.”

Jun Changxiao said with complete seriousness, “I hope to die of old age.”