Beastmaster: I don’t want to be a breeder!

Li Cunxu extremely hated situations outside of his plans, but life was just like that, filled with many uncertainties.

“How to deal with this person, E Youyou? Contact Kuangxiao to kill her? No, Kuangxiao only targets the Blood God Sect and isn't interested in the Evil God Sect. Report her to other experts?”

Where would he find so many experts to contact? He wasn't a plot enthusiast who dug deep into the story.

Find Grandpa Li Shiji to kill her?

If Li Shiji took action, it would be difficult for E Youyou to escape.

However, could he get Li Shiji to act?

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Also, how did I discover that E Youyou was a believer of the Evil God? How should this be explained?

Headache!

Li Cunxu rubbed his throbbing temples. “This matter, put it aside for now. The most important thing now is to vent the malice in my heart. If I don't vent it, I'm really going to explode.”

That night.

Suburbs, the edge of the industrial park.

Dark clouds obscured the moon, and rain threads silently pierced the darkness like fine needles, densely weaving a hazy water curtain. Rainwater flowed along the lower sides of the asphalt road into the roadside grass.

Taking off the blindfold, Li Cunxu opened his arms, raised his head, and looked up at the sky, enjoying the cleansing brought by the rain.

He liked the rain. The sound of the rain could calm his restless heart and allow him to sleep peacefully.

Li Cunxu put on the Ultraman mask and slowly walked towards the Shenhong Express sorting center, which was lit up on the opposite side.

Under the black curtain, this express sorting center was located alone in the corner of the park, with no other companies around, as if isolated from the world.

Stepping in silent shoes, Li Cunxu dashed forward, leaped high into the air, and flipped over the electrified fence.

“The alarm didn't sound, so it's here, the blind spot of the fence's security monitoring system.”

He quietly walked inside, bypassed the surveillance, and came to the security room.

First, he took a bite of the antidote, then took out a bottle from his pocket that looked like perfume and placed it at the door. The odorless gas blew into the security room with the wind.

This was a strong sleeping incense, bought on the black market. A light sniff could instantly put an adult to sleep.

The security guard, staring at a row of monitoring screens, covered his nose. “What's that smell? So stinky!”

“Yeah, it stinks so bad I want to vomit.”

“Did you open a can of surströmming?”

“This is beef stew, not surströmming.”

Under the Ultraman mask, the corners of Li Cunxu's mouth turned up slightly.

Confirmed, they were Blood Cultists without a doubt.

Strong sleeping incense was odorless to humans, but blood demons, with their different life essence, smelled it as a stench.

Li Cunxu held the Evil Thought Scythe, pushed open the door, and walked in.

One of the security guards noticed Li Cunxu.

“What do you want?”

Suddenly, the security guard realized a problem. How did this person come in without making a sound?

The security guard shouted, “Situation…”

Before he could say the word 'situation', his voice stopped abruptly. A flying scythe inserted into his forehead, sinking into his head. The strange power on the scythe instantly took their lives.

“Enemy attack, summon pet beasts.”

The security guards, like Beast Masters, summoned several pet beasts in a practiced manner.

Blood Cultists could only contract one blood beast, and could only summon one blood beast. If they only released one, it would be easily recognized.

In order not to be recognized, they would hide a pet beast pouch on their bodies, and when summoning, secretly release the pet beasts from the pet beast pouch, faking the scene of a Beast Master summoning pet beasts from the Beast Control Space.

Li Cunxu laughed. “Stop pretending. The stench you smell is the smell of strong sleeping incense. Your identities as Blood Cultists have already been exposed.”

One of the security guards still tried to argue. “I don't understand what you're talking about.”

“It doesn't matter if you don't understand, you're all going to die anyway.”

Li Cunxu condensed five water balls around him. The water balls shot out, like cannonballs, blasting all the black iron pet beasts and blood beasts summoned by the security guards to death.

The huge commotion also attracted the attention of the express sorting center.

Seeing him arrive, the other party acted as if he hadn't seen him, continuing to calmly reap the lives of the security guards, unhurriedly, calmly, and with an orderly, seemingly enjoyable movement, making him extremely apprehensive.

“I am the logistics manager of Shenhong Express Sorting Center. Why are you attacking our company for no reason?”

Li Cunxu said impatiently, “Stop chattering, just show your true form.”

“True form? What true form? What are you talking about?”

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“Stop pretending, your identities as Blood Cultists have already been exposed.”

“I'm not a Blood Cultist. Isn't there some misunderstanding, sir?”

“I told you to stop chattering, but you're still chattering, go to hell!”

Li Cunxu threw a flying scythe. The flying white horse slightly deviated, dodging the flying scythe.

“Sir, we can talk about anything slowly. There's no need for fighting and killing.”

The manager seemed to really not be a Blood Cultist, and was still trying to communicate with Li Cunxu, wanting to resolve it peacefully.

“If you don't kill me, I will call the police and report that this is one of the Blood God Sect's strongholds.”

The manager's face changed, becoming extremely cold.

“If you insist on seeking death, I can't help it.”

“Flying White Horse, Blade Storm, ah~”

The manager let out a scream. A venomous snake had crawled onto his shoulder at some point, and the venomous snake bit him on the neck, leaving two hollow eyes.

When did the venomous snake crawl onto my back?

The manager thought of the flying scythe that he hadn't hit just now. That scythe wasn't a real scythe, but this venomous snake in disguise.

As soon as the venomous snake died, the strange thing was that the venomous snake's body disappeared.

Immediately, the manager realized that the venomous snake was not dead.

The venomous snake was a clone of the Little White Spider, disguised as a venomous snake, to prevent the Blood God Sect from finding him along the mutated white little red spider clues, exposing his true identity.

The manager said sharply, “Flying White Horse, what are you staring at me for? Blade Storm, cut him into pieces for me.”

“Want to use Blade Storm, you clearly didn't take me seriously. Painting Ink Dog, blast it down for me.”

Blade Storm, Gold Skill, wide range, great power, like a tornado filled with many blades, the disadvantage is that the pre-motion is too long, requiring ten seconds of charging time. With high proficiency, the charging time will be shortened.

Li Cunxu could see that this guy was a combat noob.

Who in their right mind would start with such a long pre-motion skill? This isn't a turn-based game, where you go once and I go once.

A super rare Painting Ink Dog with two feet standing and holding a brush in its hand appeared at Li Cunxu's feet.

Painting Ink Dog is super rare, it's rare not because of its combat power, but because of its painting skills.