Chapter 14: Mysterious Soul Warrior

  Even though the madly growing weeds had tied up Hu Xiangshan, at the moment when the red cord knife was about to take his life, Hu Xiangshan still used all his strength to roll over with those weeds.

  Hmph!

  The red string knife drew a long wound on the back of Tiger Hill, and fresh blood spurted out.

  Seeing the tiger heading towards the mountain, he dodged and suffered severe injuries. His five internal organs were as if being stirred by a knife. Jiang Cheng once again raised his Red String Knife. All Jiang Cheng knew was that at this moment, he absolutely could not fall down.

  Those crazy vines that bound Tiger Hill seemed to have been stimulated by the taste of blood, and once again tied Tiger Hill up tightly. The thorny brambles even pierced into the wound on Tiger Hill's back, stimulating him to let out a desperate roar like a trapped beast.

  As he saw Jiang Cheng's Red Sleeve Blade descending upon him, Huo Yuhao's expression suddenly turned frenzied beyond compare. He fiercely bit his tongue and as the blood arrow shot out, he frantically howled: "Blood Sacrifice!"

  Blood rain bathed, a head of fiery tiger war soul suddenly appeared behind Hu Xiangshan, and the blood rain that Hu Xiangshan spat out from his mouth instantly solidified the fiery tiger war soul.

  Roar!

  In the midst of the tiger's roar, a brilliant red light enveloped Tiger Mountain, and a faint layer of flames burst forth. The vines that had tightly bound Tiger Mountain were instantly incinerated to ashes by this wave of flame.

  Just as Hu was about to turn over on the mountain, Jiang Cheng's red cord knife suddenly slashed across.

  A foot-long wound stretched from Tiger Mountain's chest all the way up to his cheek, with white bone visible on his cheek.

  The tiger that had escaped from its predicament let out a muffled roar towards the mountain, then suddenly turned around and frantically fled in another direction into the depths of the forest.

  As the tiger turned to flee, the war soul's crimson flames that had just risen behind him suddenly vanished, and his face also turned deathly pale in an instant, as if he were a dead man.

  "Jiang Cheng, I will definitely kill you..." Huo Yuhao's voice was like a fierce ghost as his figure gradually disappeared into the mountains.

  Watching Hu Xiangshan get injured and escape, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

  As he let out a breath, the injuries that had just been forcibly suppressed suddenly erupted like a tsunami, and Jiang Cheng, who was propping himself up with his knife, tried to turn around to see who was helping him.

  But as soon as he moved his body, Jiang Cheng's vision suddenly turned black and he fell heavily to the ground.

  Before completely losing consciousness, Jiang Cheng vaguely smelled a faint, delicate fragrance that wafted before him, an exceptionally clear scent amidst the overwhelming smell of blood.

  In the dark of night, several small grasses beside Jiang Cheng grew wildly at an unprecedented speed.

  In an instant, the small grass suddenly climbed onto Jiang Cheng's wrist, and the sharp tip of the grass pierced into his wrist. A faint green glow began to wander around Jiang Cheng's body, accompanied by increasingly intense gasping sounds...

  Jiang Cheng woke up to find the sky full of stars.

  The moment he woke up, Jiang Cheng first looked at his entire body in disbelief.

  Jiang Cheng fainted in a pool of blood in the mountains, the smell of blood was so strong that it would definitely attract fierce beasts. However, after a thorough examination, Jiang Cheng unexpectedly found that he was completely unharmed from head to toe.

  Not only was it intact and undamaged, but the scapula that had been broken by Hu Xiangshan in a previous battle had miraculously grown back to about 70-80% of its original size.

  Not only that, but Jiang Cheng's serious injuries were also healed. The internal injuries that originally needed two or three months of rest to recover had actually improved by 60-70%.

  Although it still hurts vaguely, there is little impact on actions now.

  Jiang Cheng also discovered that he was no longer in the place where he had been seriously injured and fainted. Strangely, all his personal belongings were still with him.

  The tusks of Xue Ya Zhu Wang, the skin of Xue Ya Zhu Wang, and even the most precious sacrificial knife, Chi Xian Dao, were all pinned under his body.

  "Who is it? Who saved me?"

  Jiang Cheng could almost be certain that it was the mysterious person who had urged on the plants and trees to help him defeat Huashan, who had saved him. But who was this mysterious person?

  Suddenly, Jiang Cheng recalled the faintly alluring fragrance between his nostrils.

  As for the mysterious person stirring up trouble, Jiang Cheng was not surprised at all.

  Grandfather said that in this world, all things with spirit can become battle souls. Apart from the mainstream beast-type battle souls, plants and trees can also become battle souls.

  That mysterious person who saved him must have possessed a special fighting spirit similar to that of plants and trees.

  After a careful search around, Jiang Cheng didn't find any clues either. He thought of the possibility that there might be some tribesmen fighting against the Hu Li tribe, so he hastily got up and followed the marks to look for his tribesmen.

  However, by the time Jiang Cheng returned to his clan, it was already two days later.

  Perhaps because of the war with the Hu Li tribe, or perhaps due to the severe situation, the tribespeople did not leave many marks. Jiang Cheng wandered around Ge Mountain for two days before returning to his own clan.

  When Jiang Cheng walked through the newly built tribal village gate, the news of his return alive sent shockwaves throughout the entire Ge Mountain tribe, old and young alike.

  Yang Zhe, wrapped in white bandages and limping on one foot, suddenly appeared before Jiang Cheng with a speed that was almost unprecedented, having jumped on one foot from the place where he was recovering.

  Before a word was spoken, Yang Ze's eyes were already red, tightly hugging Jiang Cheng, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down, unable to utter a single sentence.

  "Good kid, I thought you weren't coming back!" Yang Ze finally managed to squeeze out this sentence when more and more people gathered around.

  Just as Jiang Cheng was about to say something, the clan leader Ge Xiong rushed over with large strides and slammed two fists into Jiang Cheng's chest, causing him to double over in pain.

  "Good kid, you're indeed the best hunter in our Ge Shan tribe! Not only did you take down nine of the Tiger Tribe's most elite hunters, but also took down one of their four-realm Soul Warriors!"

  As they spoke, the tribal elder Ge Xiong burst out laughing: "You don't know yet, do you? The young master of the Hu Li tribe, Hu Xiangshan, that little bastard is still lying in bed on his deathbed. It's said that Hu Zhenjiang, that old scoundrel, has personally gone to the Bai Hun department to beg for spiritual medicine."

  "Tell me, how did you manage to do it? There are only ten soul warriors in the Tiger Clan, and one battle has already taken out one of them and crippled another. Even if I were to go myself, I wouldn't have achieved such a feat!" Another soul warrior from the Ge Shan tribe, Ge Lin, asked with a puzzled expression.

  To be honest, when they sent out a team to search for Jiang Cheng and returned with the news that he was nowhere to be found, almost no one dared to believe this achievement.

  It was Jiang Cheng's achievement that made the Hulü tribe, who wanted to seize the grain from the Ge Shan department, suffer a great loss and retreat hastily.

  Jiang Cheng, who was being bombarded with questions from all directions, really didn't know whose question to answer first and could only scratch his head slightly shyly.

  The next moment, the tribal elder Ge Xiong waved his hand and roared: "You sons, is this how you treat a hero who has returned home?"

  In an instant, Jiang Cheng was surrounded by his enthusiastic clansmen, and then he was tossed high into the sky, wave after wave...

  In such a carnival, Jiang Cheng's negative emotions accumulated in his heart over the past few days were instantly released and cleaned up.

  In the distance, Du Jing stood alone, gazing at Jiang Cheng who was being cheered and tossed into the air by his tribesmen as they welcomed him back to their camp, his eyes filled with envy...

  In the Geshanbu, that is the treatment that can only be enjoyed by the heroes of the tribe!

  Jiang Cheng, who was constantly being tossed high into the air by his clansmen, couldn't stop thinking about one question - who exactly was the mysterious soul cultivator that had saved him?

  Why did he leave quietly after saving him without taking anything?

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  Let out one last roar