The Secret Way of Immortality

The moonlight was obscured by thick clouds, but the sky wasn't completely black, instead revealing a deathly, deep gray.

Inside the thatched hut, Wang Wen dazedly woke up, feeling cold all over and his teeth chattering uncontrollably.

He opened his eyes to assess the situation and realized that he had tossed and turned in his sleep, moving his body away from the bonfire, which had caused him to freeze.

Wang Wen cursed inwardly and squatted shivering by the bonfire to warm himself.

The two firemen on night watch glanced at Wang Wen but didn't have the energy to say anything.

They scanned the deep, boundless night vigilantly, but visibility outside the house was limited to about ten meters.

Once Wang Wen's body warmed up, he suddenly felt a pressing urge to urinate and couldn't help but clutch his stomach as he walked towards the door.

Seeing this, the firemen quickly reminded him, "It's pitch black outside, don't go too far."

"Got it, I'll be right back."

Wang Wen moved the furniture away from behind the wooden door, then stepped out of the thatched hut.

He was so cold from the outside wind that his legs trembled. The wind carried extremely heavy moisture, drilling straight into his bones.

Wang Wen muttered a few words and slowly walked to the nearby bushes.

Even this short distance felt like a different world. The faint moonlight was blocked by the shade of the trees, unable to penetrate even a little.

His heart couldn't help but pound wildly, and he fumbled to unbuckle his belt.

Steam rose.

After relieving himself, Wang Wen couldn't wait to run back to the thatched hut.

Just as he was about to step out of the bushes, he tripped over a tree branch and rolled heavily a few times, accidentally falling down the shrub-covered hillside.

To make matters worse, he realized that he might have dropped his saber in the bushes where he had relieved himself.

Wang Wen wanted to call for help.

But then he remembered that he was the oldest in the team, and it would be embarrassing to be so disheveled just from relieving himself, so he kept his mouth shut out of pride.

With no other choice, he had to climb back to the thatched hut, his heart filled with fear.

The thorns cut his skin, the pain intensifying his terror.

The distance that was only a few dozen meters during the day seemed impossibly far in the darkness.

He finally managed to climb up the hillside, but before Wang Wen could breathe a sigh of relief, he suddenly felt a heavy panting sound behind him.

His expression stiffened as he glanced back. He saw pairs of green eyes gradually approaching – a pack of starving mountain wolves.

"Ah!!!"

The scream rang out, but it also stimulated the pack of mountain wolves.

The strongest alpha wolf pounced and bit Wang Wen's thigh, then dragged him into the darkness.

The cunning of the mountain wolf pack was fully displayed at this moment.

Instead of continuing to attack the thatched hut, they retreated in an orderly manner, preparing to wear down the stamina of the remaining prey.

The people inside the thatched hut were awakened, and they looked at the silent window, unsure of what to do.

Suddenly, the corner window was knocked open with a creaking sound.

They subconsciously turned their heads and found the window wide open, and Ren Qing, who had been lying by the bonfire, was gone.

In the darkness, Wang Wen tried to struggle, but immediately felt hot breath near his ear, scaring him into immobility.

The alpha wolf didn't kill its prey. It carried him towards a place outside Pingdingshan Village.

When the alpha wolf stopped, Wang Wen was thrown down and given a chance to catch his breath.

The wolves surrounded him and howled, as if waiting for something.

The thick clouds cracked open a sliver of light, and moonlight shone down.

Wang Wen was so frightened by the scene before him that he lost his voice. If he hadn't already relieved himself, he probably would have wet his pants.

The wolves actively made way, and a small, thin wolf-like creature limped forward.

The creature's front legs were short, and it could only walk with a limp.

But the intelligence in its eyes was beyond that of ordinary beasts, and it was exceptionally greedy.

Wang Wen recalled the story of wolves colluding with bei that he had heard from the old hunter.

According to legend, the bei were extremely intelligent and would hunt with wolves. Usually, because of their leg problems, they would lie on the wolf's back.

Once wolves colluded with bei, the wolf pack would be as organized as an army.

What frightened Wang Wen the most was that the bei had an extra eyeball growing on its chin, and it would lick it with its tongue from time to time.

The moonlight was once again shrouded in darkness, plunging everything into boundless darkness.

The wolves gradually approached.

Wang Wen knew that the bei wanted to take his life, but before he could resist, four mountain wolves bit his limbs.

The bei gently sniffed the air, then placed its paw on Wang Wen's abdomen, planning to start with the freshest internal organs.

Wang Wen's pupils shrank. He suddenly remembered the corpse he had seen when he had just left Sanxiang City, whose similar knife wounds seemed to have been inflicted by the bei.

A desperate whimper escaped his throat. The claws had already pierced his skin, and blood was gradually seeping out. He thought he was going to die here.

Then, a gust of wind blew in his face.

The crisp sound of a saber being drawn rang out, and the wolves took a step back in unison.

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Wang Wen couldn't see the movements in the darkness, but a blade of light like a full moon flashed before his eyes, followed by the sound of the saber being returned to its sheath.

The heads of the wolves biting his limbs fell neatly from their necks.

Ren Qing's double pupils locked onto the bei that was trying to escape, and he immediately squatted down to gather strength.

Dirt splashed up.

His feet left two shallow pits in the ground.

Clang!!!

The Great Miao Saber was drawn again. Ren Qing leaped up, and the blade naturally pierced the bei's body from top to bottom.

As Ren Qing landed, he kicked Wang Wen unconscious with his foot to prevent him from running around.

However, he didn't quite control his strength, causing Wang Wen to roll several meters.

As the bei breathed its last, the surrounding wolves seemed to wake up from a dream and wanted to fight back, only to find that Ren Qing was gone.

The crescent moon appeared, and Ren Qing stood on the branch of a giant tree.

He looked around and didn't notice any traces of Song Rong, so he refocused his attention on the wolf pack.

Mere beasts.

The wolf lightly tapped its feet.

The giant tree seemed to have been hit hard, and leaves fell like raindrops.

Moonlight, fallen leaves, saber light.

Ren Qing weaved and dodged among them.

He seemed to have merged with the darkness. With each swing of the saber, a wolf's head was severed, and the smell of blood filled the air.

Causing the beasts that traveled at night to instinctively approach.

Ren Qing flicked the blood off the blade, returned it to its sheath, picked up Wang Wen, and collected some wolf blood with his Heteromorphic Mouth.

He could only reluctantly give up on the wolf eyes, after all, the corpse with the eyes gouged out would be too obvious, and Song Rong might notice something was wrong. Besides, there wasn't enough space in his Heteromorphic Stomach to store them.

Then, he disappeared from the spot in a few flashes.

However, for the beasts vying for the corpses of the wolves, the next battle would be a fierce one.

The people inside the thatched hut were ready to go. They made torches out of wooden sticks and planned to go out and rescue Wang Wen and Ren Qing.

Just as they were about to leave the house, they saw a figure walking towards them.

Ren Qing, carrying the unconscious Wang Wen on his shoulders, quickly walked back into the thatched hut.

Everyone else looked at him with incredulous eyes.

"What are you still standing there for? Help Wang Wen bandage his wounds. I have herbs in my package."

"Oh, oh, oh..."

Xiao Wu quickly took Wang Wen's body. Most of the latter's injuries were cuts from the bushes.

The wolves, facing a nearly defenseless Wang Wen, didn't leave any obvious wounds.

The main reason he fainted was the large lump swelling on his forehead...