20: Chapter 20 Release that demonic wolf, let me handle it!

The sun set in the west.

The west gate of Jianghai City was dyed blood-red.

Hou San squatted on a stone pillar at the city gate, a cigarette dangling from his mouth, peering outside from time to time.

He was waiting for news from the Black Snake Squad.

According to the plan, those two reckless students should have been eaten until only their skeletons remained by now. Black Snake and the others should be back to report.

"Why aren't they back yet? So inefficient."

Hou San blew a smoke ring, his face full of impatience.

The surrounding mercenaries and squads gave way when they saw the Wang Family emblem on Hou San. This made Hou San feel very satisfied.

...

Lin Fan and Zhang Hao broke away from the small beast tide and headed north.

They went ten kilometers deep into the Rift Zone.

The air became thick, carrying a nauseating smell of sulfur.

The vegetation here appeared an eerie purple-black, every leaf looking as if it had been soaked in venom, with edges as sharp as knives.

"Fan... Brother Fan, something's not right about this place."

Fatty tightly gripped the spiked club that had already turned dark red, his voice kept very low.

The excitement from the easy slaughter earlier had faded.

In its place was the biological instinct to tremble.

This was an elite area.

Those wandering here were at least at the peak of E-rank, and even D-rank Lords occasionally appeared.

For two high school students who hadn't officially graduated yet, this was a forbidden zone.

"Of course something's not right."

Lin Fan squatted under a giant corrosive mushroom, touched a bit of slime on the ground with his finger, and sniffed it.

It was foul-smelling.

And it carried a high concentration of residual energy.

"That wave of Beast-Attracting Powder earlier made us a fortune, but those were all E-rank small fry. High in quantity, filling, but not worth much."

Lin Fan wiped off the slime and looked into the deeper mist. "To gather enough for Xiaoya's surgery fee, relying on quantity alone won't work. We need high-quality goods."

"Like what?" Fatty swallowed hard.

"Like the crystal cores of D-rank exotic beasts."

A hint of greed flashed in Lin Fan's eyes. "One is worth a hundred thousand."

Boom!

Just then, a violent energy surge suddenly erupted in the dense forest about five hundred meters ahead.

Following that were human screams and the roars of beasts.

The roar was extremely penetrating, shaking the surrounding leaves until they rustled and fell.

"Someone's there?"

Fatty was startled. "In a place like this, someone actually dares to come?"

"Let's go take a look."

Lin Fan didn't hesitate at all. He hunched over and, using the bushes as cover, crept over like a nimble civet cat.

In this place, meeting humans wasn't necessarily a good thing.

They could be allies, or they could be bandits more dangerous than the exotic races.

But in Lin Fan's eyes, this represented a variable.

Where there are variables, there are business opportunities.

...

Pushing aside the last layer of thorny brambles.

The view ahead suddenly opened up.

This was a clearing in the forest.

Right now, a one-sided slaughter was taking place here.

"Ice Wall! Block them!"

A cold, delicate shout rang out, carrying a hint of anxiety and weakness that couldn't be hidden.

In the center of the clearing, five or six students in high-quality combat suits were standing back-to-back in a circle.

The girl leading them was Su Qingxue.

At this moment, her condition was extremely poor.

Her originally spotless white combat suit was covered in dirt and blood, and her beautiful face was as pale as paper. She pushed her hands forward, and an Ice Wall half a meter thick rose out of thin air, attempting to block the surrounding assault.

But her opponents were too strong.

Dozens of Rot Wolves, dripping with green pus, were frantically crashing against the Ice Wall.

Behind the wolf pack sat a giant beast over three meters tall.

Its entire body was pitch black, its fur standing up like steel needles, and in the very center of its forehead was a vertical third blood-red eye.

D-rank Elite, Three-Eyed Demonic Wolf.

"Did they poke a wolf's nest or something?"

Fatty gasped and shrunk his neck. "Brother Fan, that's School Beauty Su! Should we..."

"Shut up."

Lin Fan stared fixedly at that Three-Eyed Demonic Wolf.

The data on his tactical goggles was jumping frantically.

[Target: Three-Eyed Demonic Wolf (D-rank Elite)]

[Status: Playful (It is enjoying the fun of hunting)]

[Value Assessment: Extremely High.]

[Third Eye: Core material for mental-type blind boxes, recycling price 60,000.]

[Wolf Hide: Main material for crafting D-rank leather armor, value for complete removal 20,000.]

[Demon Core: D-rank energy core, value 50,000.]

"I'm rich."

Lin Fan's breathing became rapid.

This wasn't just a demonic wolf; this was clearly a moving mountain of gold.

As for Su Qingxue?

That was incidental VIP client maintenance.

On the battlefield.

Crack.

Under countless impacts, the Ice Wall finally became overwhelmed and a huge crack split open.

"Qing Xue! I can't hold on anymore!"

Beside Su Qingxue, a boy holding a shield shouted in despair. His left arm was already broken and dripping with blood, and he was holding on purely through willpower.

"Hold on!"

Su Qingxue bit the tip of her tongue, forcibly squeezing out her depleted vital energy.

A new layer of frost barely covered the crack.

But while she did have an A-rank Talent, she had only just awakened after all. Her practical combat experience was insufficient, and coupled with the distraction of protecting her teammates, she was now at the end of her rope.

"Awoo—"

The Three-Eyed Demonic Wolf, which had been watching coldly from the side, moved.

It seemed to have grown tired of playing.

A strange light suddenly lit up in its blood-red vertical eye.

Mental Shock!

Su Qingxue felt a sharp pain in her brain as if it were being pricked by needles, and her movements stiffened for a split second.

It was that very moment.

The Ice Wall shattered.

Over a dozen Rot Wolves surged in like a tide.

"It's over."

Su Qingxue looked at the foul wind rushing towards her from the wide-open bloody maws, and a sense of despair welled up in her heart.

She was unwilling.

She was the hope of the Su Family; she hadn't yet reached the peak of the Martial Dao. How could she die here?

Just as the Rot Wolf's claws were about to tear her throat.

The Three-Eyed Demonic Wolf moved.

As the leader, it wanted to enjoy the freshest prey.

Its massive body turned into a streak of black lightning, leaping over the wolf pack and pouncing straight at Su Qingxue. The metallic cold glint on its claws was enough to cut through gold and jade.

Su Qingxue closed her eyes.

Waiting for death to arrive.

"Brother Fan! If you don't act now, your sister-in-law will be gone!" In the grass, Fatty was so anxious he was about to rush out.

"What's the rush?"

Lin Fan held Fatty down, his eyes frighteningly calm.

He was waiting.

Waiting for the moment of highest price.

Providing help in a time of need is better than adding flowers to a bouquet.

Only by acting at the exact second Su Qingxue truly despairs can the value of this favor be maximized.

Moreover.

At the moment the Three-Eyed Demonic Wolf pounces mid-air, its abdomen is completely defenseless.

That is its only weakness.

"Now."

Lin Fan's legs suddenly kicked off the ground.

The soil beneath his feet instantly exploded into two deep pits.

The B-Rank Talent [Vajra Skin] erupted in full force, and his vital energy surged through his body like liquid mercury.

His entire being was like a cannonball out of the chamber, carrying a shrill whistling sound as he shot out from the bushes on the side!

At this moment.

Time seemed to slow down.

Su Qingxue heard the sound of the wind.

She subconsciously opened her eyes.

What entered her sight was not the demonic wolf's hideous fangs.

But a back that wasn't particularly broad, yet was exceptionally upright.

That youth, wearing worn-out second-hand protective gear and holding a pair of chipped twin blades, burst into her vision without any warning.

Standing between her and death.

"Get lost!"

A thunderous shout.

Lin Fan forcibly twisted his waist in mid-air and, using the momentum of his sprint, his right leg was like a heavy axe, fiercely slamming into the Three-Eyed Demonic Wolf's waist and abdomen.

Bang!

A dull sound of flesh colliding rang out.

That half-ton Three-Eyed Demonic Wolf was actually sent flying sideways by this kick, crashing heavily into an ancient tree and shaking the leaves into a wild dance.

Dead silence fell over the scene.

Whether it was Su Qingxue's squad or the surrounding Rot Wolves, they were all stunned at this moment.

Where did this fierce man come from?

Kicking a D-rank Elite flying?