18: Patrolling the mountains

In the courtyard, several Fierce Beasts were basking in the sun lazily, and even the Red Fire Ant Queen was uncharacteristically staying under the eaves.

Noticing the Ant Queen's gaze occasionally looking at him, Qingyang slightly turned his head, and his serpent's tongue flicked out a sound: "Something wrong?"

Hearing this, the Ant Queen's antennae on top of her head quickly shook twice before she quickly said: "I have an idea. Clashing will only weaken my subordinates and Mao Qiu's subordinates.

Since that is the case, why don't our subordinates, without disrupting the biological balance, fight against other Fierce Beasts in your territory? This way, our strength will also become stronger and stronger."

Hearing this, Qingyang instantly raised his snake head and couldn't help but nod.

"That's how it is, Qing Yang. The Beast Guards regularly patrol their territories. You've been a Beast Guard for so many days, shouldn't you also patrol once? Little Luan and I will go with you."

The Ant Queen's words made Qingyang ponder.

Ultimately, Qingyang agreed to the other party's suggestion and decided to patrol the mountain.

A Beast Guard's territory is a full fifty miles, and before patrolling the mountain, sufficient preparations must be made.

The first is Shen Ying's safety.

Finally, Qingyang had Mao Qiu stay by Shen Ying's side. If anything happened, Mao Qiu's little brothers could contact Qingyang at any time.

Secondly, King Kong, that big guy, also stayed in the courtyard to deter those petty Fierce Beasts.

As for Qingyang, Little Luan, the Colorful Parrot, and the Red Fire Ant Queen, they would patrol the mountain with him.

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In the Central Region of the Guling Mountain Range, a scruffy old man with a runny nose, accompanied by a second-tier mid-stage two-headed black cat, was sneaking away.

Behind him, at least ten Fierce Beasts were rapidly chasing in the direction of the other party.

"Damn it, am I going to die here today, old man? I just advanced to a second-tier Spirit User Organization not long ago! Coal Ball, you have to protect me!"

The old man, while spouting nonsense, ran towards the outer area of the Guling Mountain Range with his battle pet, as if his feet were winged.

At a certain moment, when a heaven-shaking tiger roar suddenly sounded, the bodies of the numerous Fierce Beasts chasing behind him instantly froze.

As for the two-headed black cat beside the old man, its fur instantly stood on end.

"Huh? They're not chasing? Have I finally escaped to the outer area? Hahaha, the fortune teller said that good people have their own destiny, and he was right."

But what the other party didn't know was that just as the old man thought he had survived the disaster, he had already entered the territory of the Lang Beast Guard.

Ancient Wolf, a Fierce Beast that is generally large in size, with ordinary adult wolves capable of growing up to two meters long.

In the dense jungle, the third-tier early-stage Lang Beast Guard, who was a full five meters long, quietly watched the man and the cat.

"Gulp~"

"Howl~"

"Roar~"

Strange sounds, one after another, echoed through the forest.

But the Lang Beast Guard remained silent, just quietly watching the other party.

After tracking the man and the cat for half a day, the Lang Beast Guard suddenly let out a wolf howl from his mouth.

"Howl~"

The next second, a full six second-tier Fierce Beasts of different forms simultaneously turned their heads to look at the source of the sound.

The time for hunting had arrived!

On the old man's side, the originally leisurely man and cat, upon hearing that chilling wolf howl, the two-headed cat's body instantly bristled.

Then, the black cat "whooshed" away, as if sensing something terrifying.

Seeing his battle pet react this way, the old man also knew the seriousness of the situation and immediately took off running.

But even though the man and the cat reacted as quickly as possible, they couldn't escape the fate of being surrounded.

A full six second-tier Fierce Beasts, fighting and moving at the same time, eventually arrived at the edge of Qingyang's territory.

As a fellow Beast Guard, the Lang Beast Guard also knew of Qingyang, the Yang Beast Guard's ruthlessness and didn't want to provoke him, so he could only give up on this hunt.

In contrast, upon reaching Qingyang's territory, the old man felt a sense of relief all over, a feeling brought by intuition.

After a long fight, the old man was covered in blood, with wounds all over his body.

The two-headed cat was even worse off, its two heads couldn't even make up a pair of ears.

Its hind legs were also limping.

Just as the old man was lying in the woods gasping for breath, small mice, like mushrooms, appeared one by one.

Not long after the small mice appeared, at least twenty Fierce Beasts slowly surrounded him.

There were second-tier and first-tier ones, which made the old man, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, instantly stand up and curse: "Indeed, fortune tellers are all big liars! My destiny, my foot!"

A dead end, no, a road to death.

At this moment, the old man had also given up resisting and plopped down on the ground with an indifferent expression.

The Fierce Beasts were getting closer and closer, and the old man could even smell the foul stench from their mouths, when a loud and domineering cry suddenly sounded.

"Chirp~"

The sound was noble, overbearing, and full of confidence.

This sound made the surrounding Fierce Beasts stop in their tracks and turn their heads to look.

At the end of the forest, a bird about the size of a peacock, with an orange-green body, and faint red eyes, was rushing over rapidly.

Below this figure, a giant ant was following at the same pace.

With the appearance of the Beast Guard's confidant, all the surrounding Fierce Beasts instantly scattered.

Where the confidant is, the Beast Guard must be nearby.

No Fierce Beast dared to provoke a Beast Guard, and all of them lowered their proud heads.

Just as the old man was shocked by the changes in the numerous Fierce Beasts, on the mountaintop in the distance, a giant python with a black and gold body, at least ten meters long, and even showing faint traces of a flood dragon, appeared.

It raised its upper body and slowly appeared in the old man's sight.

Noble, overbearing, powerful...

"This is... th-third tier!"

The old man's voice had already begun to tremble.

Above the giant python, a Colorful Parrot, with a hoarse voice, squawked: "Bah~, where did this Human come from? Seeing the Beast Guard Lord, why haven't you offered up your head?"

Old man: "???"

"Hiss~" A cold sound slowly rang out, and the old man suddenly froze.

Then, the fellow shivered and immediately got up, saying: "I am the honorary principal of Qingbei University, and the vice president of the Beast Taming Association.

This Beast? Beast Guard Lord? Please spare me, I'm too old, my meat isn't tasty."

This time, it actually made Qingyang Stunned.

The reason was simple: this old man could actually understand beast language.

Because what Qingyang had just said was, "Who is this old man?"

Yes, Qingyang was sure that the Colorful Parrot hadn't translated, but this old man just understood it so clearly.

At this point, Qingyang immediately became interested in this old man.

The Beast Taming Association, Qingyang didn't know what kind of organization it was, but Qingbei University, Qingyang knew! It was China's top university, and those who could enter were all provincial top scorers.

It was also at this moment that Qingyang thought of Shen Ying, and finally, his mind turned, and he said softly.

"Hiss~ (I am not a Beast Guard, I am just the first battle pet of the naturally gifted Beast Taming Saintess.)"