Indestructible Primordial Spirit

  After hearing Wang Lishou's words, Lu Buqi not only didn't feel happy, but was shocked in his heart. If even Wang Lishou could see that he had great ambitions, then perhaps Wang Yingfu or Wang Bo also had some inkling, and it was likely that Wang Bo wanted to kill him for this very reason.

  A tree is conspicuous in the forest, and the wind will necessarily blow it down. Lu Bu did not abandon his meticulous nature, some of the things he had done in Xibei were indeed sharp enough to be exposed, this was not good!

  Perhaps some people think that Lu Buqi is too cautious, which has a great relationship with his previous profession. In addition to being a master of animal ecology, he also had another main profession, that of a butcher.

  The so-called butcher is a killer, but not entirely a hitman. As a professional butcher, one must not only know how to kill people but also understand how to save them. However, like a hitman, standard butchers always live in the dark and are members of the dark world; caution is their most basic trait.

  But Lu Buqi has already lived in this world for thirteen years, and some of the extreme personalities of the butcher have changed a bit. Moreover, he really wants to change his current situation, so if he goes back, Lu Buqi will still make those shocking moves.

  Even if it's attention-grabbing, in the end, he still got the opportunity, and compared to that, the former isn't as important, just need to be more careful later on, don't forget he's still just a little Zelnu for now.

  "Wang Shifu, you only know how to make me happy, what great ambition can I have?" Lu Buqi pinched the tip of his nose and stared straight at Wang Lishou: "As long as I can be like you, Wang Shifu, with a name that completely belongs to myself, with basic human rights and freedom, and let my parents live a little better, that's all."

  Wang Leshou smiled: "This ambition is not small... Hehe, I won't give up, no matter what you want to do, as long as I can help, I will naturally try my best..."

  Lu Buqi remained silent, but he could hear that Wang Lishou's words were sincere and heartfelt. Even if he saw through some things, he wouldn't say anything. Lu Buqi suddenly realized that many people in this world were actually quite good.

  Lu Buqi studied the key points of Xiong Wang's drumming skills very seriously, although he can't use them now, but Lu Buqi believes that one day he will be able to use them.

  Then Lu Buqi was surprised to find that, unlike the analysis of human skeleton on Earth, in the world of martial artists, the human skeleton is divided into nine major blocks: skull, spine, shoulder blade, sternum, pelvis, left arm bone, right arm bone, left leg bone, and right leg bone.

  The standard for dividing the levels of a martial artist's cultivation is to see which bones of the nine major skeletal systems can be simultaneously activated with bone marrow energy.

  Like Wang Lishou, he can now only achieve simultaneous eruption of the marrow power in the six major bones of the sternum, pelvis, left and right arm bones, and left and right leg bones. Of course, this does not mean that he has only refined his marrow power to these six places.

  In fact, most of the Bone Resonance Realm warriors have already refined their marrow power to their entire body at the first level, and can emit marrow power from each of the nine major skeletal plates, while also enhancing the strength and recovery ability of the skeleton. After all, once you find the feeling of force induction and marrow resonance, these are all natural consequences.

  However, to achieve the nine major skeletal plates, that is, the full-body skeletal burst of marrow energy, it's not easy at all. Many martial artists who have reached the Bone Resonance realm are stuck at the sixth or seventh level.

  After three days of rest, Lu Buqi's physical condition had recovered to 90%, and his external injuries had scabbed over. Wang Lishou's wounds had not yet healed, but the restraints on his body had been removed, and he could move his left arm slightly. The two took down the heart core and fur of the giant ape, leaving behind a pile of corpses, and set off once again.

  At this time, the two were left with three pitchforks, a saber with a rolled blade, a roughly made wooden bow, over 200 arrows, and a silver needle whose toxicity was unknown.

  With such equipment, it seems quite difficult to safely walk out of the dense forest now.

  It was okay, Lu Buqi and Wang Lishou didn't encounter any spirit beasts for over ten days, until this day. A shrill cry of despair woke Lu Buqi up from his dream.

  It was around midnight when Wang Lishou suddenly said, "That's no abandoned thing, it's a person's mournful cry!"

  Wang Leshou's injuries have fully recovered in the past ten or so days, and it can be seen from his momentum that he has gained a lot from the life-and-death battle with the Great Ape Demon Beast.

  Lu Buji's eyes narrowed slightly: "At this time, it is the spring hunting season for various villages, and it is likely that Ze Nu, who was camping overnight, suffered a beast attack."

  Another mournful cry echoed, short and sharp, apparently another dying cry. Lu Buqi's expression changed slightly: "Two deaths in such a short time, it's likely that we've encountered a fierce beast. Old Wang, should we go or not?"

  It was Wang Lishou who made Lu Boyan call him "Old Wang", which seemed to be more intimate. Wang Lishou curled his lips and said, "How did I hear the tone of scolding me for being cowardly from your question?"

  "Let's go!" Lu Buqi said as he quickly packed up his luggage.

  The flames went out, and the two of them felt their way through the darkness, running nimbly between the tree trunks and palm trees, with cries of agony ringing in their ears, rapidly approaching the distant camp.

  As the two approached, in addition to the mournful cries and the shouting of the crowd, the howling of wolves was also incessant. It was clear that this was a wolf pack raid, which was not uncommon in the dense forest of Guo Cui.

  When Lu Buwei and Wang Lisou arrived, they couldn't help but take a deep breath of cold air. Without mentioning the blood and flesh everywhere, just the gruesome and chaotic scene was enough to make anyone who thought they had seen it all turn pale with fright.

  This wolf pack probably has no less than two hundred wolves. Although the number of Zelnu in the Zelnu camp is more than that of wolves, it is clear that on this night's hasty battle, the Zelnu's morale and combat effectiveness are greatly discounted, and they are at a disadvantage. However, these Zelnus who will participate in the hunt are all old hunters after all, and facing a single wild wolf alone is not a big problem.

  However, in the heart of the Werewolf Legion's territory, a massacre of unprecedented brutality was unfolding. A gigantic silver wolf, as large as a wild bison, was tearing through the Zelanu horde with its jaws and claws. With each leap, another Zelanu warrior fell to the ground, dead. The anguished cries were coming from this very place.

  "Lasso! Lasso! Get him, don't let it get away! Da Dong, Da You, take aim with your arrows...!" A burly man in black clothes was half-reclining under a tree, the flickering bonfire casting twisted shadows on his face.

  This man was obviously also a big household head in the village, his right thigh bleeding profusely, but he didn't notice it at all, shouting loudly to the crowd, hoarse and exhausted: "Damn it, surround it for me, surround it!"

  Just then, a rope noose of Ze Nu's wrapped around the silver wolf's head, but with his two or three hundred catty strength, he was sent flying by the silver wolf's single charge. Then the silver wolf sprang into action, its massive wolf head swinging accurately to bite down on Ze Nu's throat as he shouted and cried out in disorder.

  The moment the corpse fell, the silver wolf also landed steadily, its bloody fangs making people tremble with fear. Faced with this monster that was completely impossible for human strength to resist, every Zelan had deep-seated terror in their hearts. The reason they didn't run away was because they knew that running would only lead to a faster death.

  Just as the silver wolf continued to pounce and bite at a young Zelan, a furious roar echoed through the night sky: "You beast, come back here!"

  Then a scene that shocked everyone appeared, and an unfamiliar big man suddenly came out of nowhere and grabbed the thick rattan rope. Just as everyone thought this big man would be lifted off the ground like Ze Nuo before, the rattan rope suddenly straightened, and the big man stood still without moving his feet.

  The silver wolf, which had just pounced, was suddenly pulled tight by the rope and fell from mid-air. It stumbled several times before barely managing to stand up, but in that instant, a spear gun flew out from behind the big man's back and stabbed fiercely into the silver wolf's slightly trembling abdomen, sinking in about a foot.

  "Ahhh..." The Silver Wolf let out a pained cry, and suddenly, using the rope's force, it lunged at the giant. In its eyes, even if this giant had great strength, his throat would still be as fragile as anyone else's.