You're just a single demon beast? I have a whole army of beast tamers!

"What nonsense about Steward Wang and Steward Li! Enough with the nonsense!"

The elderly, masked man seemed flustered and vehemently denied it.

But their actions had already given themselves away: "We only want that kid!"

He pointed at Qin Shou, "Leave him here, the rest of you can get lost!"

A flash of anger crossed Luo Dashan's face. He glanced back at Qin Shou, then at the two masked men, and suddenly laughed loudly:

"Haha, Yin Qing! It really is you! I knew this aura was so familiar!"

What, you still hold a grudge about your past relationship with your Daoist partner?

"You teamed up with this old good-for-nothing?"

The masked man, exuding a chilling aura, trembled slightly. He pulled off his mask, revealing a pale, middle-aged face, his eyes fixed on Luo Dashan with venomous hatred.

"Luo Dashan! If you hadn't deserted in the face of battle back then, how could my Daoist partner have perished in the jaws of a demon beast?!"

No matter what you say, it's useless! Today, all grudges, old and new, will be settled!

"fart!"

Luo Dashan roared, "Back then, that Iron-Bone Demon Wolf was already close to the peak of the first rank, and the three of us were no match for it! It was your Daoist partner who coveted the companion iron wire grass in the wolf's den and went deep into it despite our advice!"

I fought bravely to cover your retreat so you could escape first; how could I possibly desert my post?!

Your partner's death was her own fault, and it was also her fate!

"To impose this hatred on me is nothing but an act of cowardice!"

"shut up!"

Yin Qing's face turned ashen, clearly having been hit where it hurt. Without another word, he patted the spirit beast pouch at his waist, and an iron-clawed eagle shrieked as it pounced straight at Luo Dashan!

At the same time, he now held a pair of dark blue short thorns, which were clearly highly poisonous.

"Take good care of yourself!"

Luo Dashan let out a low roar at Qin Shou and the cultivators behind him, and fearlessly charged forward.

The heavy blade whistled through the air as it clashed with the Iron Claw Eagle and Yin Qing.

In an instant, spiritual energy surged, causing sand and stones to fly.

Only then did the other cultivators, as if waking from a dream, let out a shout and scattered in all directions.

They fled in panic towards the way they came or the mountains and forests on both sides.

The arena was suddenly left with only Luo Dashan fighting Yin Qing, Qin Shou, Luo Song, and the old, masked man.

"father!"

Luo Song exclaimed in surprise and was about to step forward to help.

"Song'er! Go! Take Qin Shou and get out of here quickly! I'll handle things here!"

While fighting Yin Qing, Luo Dashan shouted sharply.

Yin Qing is ruthless, and with the Iron Claw Eagle's help, I might not be able to win. I absolutely cannot drag my son into danger as well.

"Senior Brother Luo, listen to your martial uncle!"

Qin Shou hurriedly grabbed Luo Song, "Go help your martial uncle! Leave this old dog to me!"

His eyes were resolute as he pointed at Steward Wang.

He couldn't let Luo Song risk his life to fight Manager Wang because of him, and he was even less willing to see Luo Dashan lose because of distraction.

"But……"

Luo Song looked at his father in the fierce battle, then at Qin Shou, his face full of anxiety and struggle.

"Hurry up!"

Luo Dashan roared again, forcing Yin Qing back with a single slash, but he also let out a muffled groan as the Iron Claw Eagle swept across his shoulder, leaving a trail of blood.

Luo Song's eyes were bloodshot. He stomped his foot hard, finally made his decision, and turned to charge towards Qin Shou and Steward Wang:

"Junior Brother Qin, I'll help you deal with that old dog's lizard!"

He chose to help Qin Shou deal with one of his enemies first, and then go to help his father.

Thank you!

Qin Shou felt a warmth in his heart, knowing that this was Luo Song's greatest act of loyalty.

But he knew even better that Steward Wang's target was him, and he couldn't let Luo Song get completely involved.

Just as Luo Song charged forward, Qin Shou suddenly turned around, used his lightness technique, and ran towards the denser forest on the right without looking back!

"You little bastard, where do you think you're going!"

Seeing this, Steward Wang shouted and immediately gave chase.

He had now dropped his pretense and was no longer hiding his voice.

Luo Song was taken aback, then cursed angrily, "You old dog, don't you dare leave!"

They would then intercept them.

Manager Wang was eager to pursue the enemy and did not want to get entangled with Luo Song. A ruthless glint flashed in his eyes, and he patted the spirit beast pouch at his waist.

With a whooshing sound, a firebird with dark red feathers screeched and flew out, heading straight for Luo Song's face!

"Not a lizard?! This old dog actually hid a mid-tier Tier 1 Firebird!"

Luo Song was shocked and had no choice but to wield a mid-grade magic weapon, an iron rod, that he carried with him to fight the agile fire sparrow. He was quickly entangled and unable to break free.

In that brief delay, Steward Wang's figure had already disappeared into the forest, closely following behind Qin Beast, and vanished into the trees.

The Qin beast darted through the forest, the wind whistling past its ears, while Steward Wang's relentless rushing sound echoed from not far behind.

Instead of choosing open ground, he deliberately chose to burrow into the densest wooded areas, attempting to use the terrain to slow down his opponent.

The speed and endurance of the seventh-level Qi Refining cultivator were superior to his, and the distance between them was slowly closing.

Having estimated that he had gone far enough from the main battlefield and that the surroundings were secluded enough, Qin Shou suddenly stopped in front of a small mountain hollow, turned around, and his chest rose and fell slightly.

He did not immediately reveal the Mystic Ice Fox as his trump card.

Instead, it released the Gray Feather Roc out of thin air.

With a flash of gray light, the gray-feathered roc, whose wingspan was nearly five feet, let out a clear cry, circled up, and locked its gaze on Manager Wang who was chasing after it.

Manager Wang arrived almost simultaneously, stopping about twenty feet away. He ripped off the black cloth covering his face, revealing his wrinkled old face.

His chest heaved, and his eyes burned with murderous intent.

"You little beast, you can run fast enough!"

Manager Wang took a breath, his voice hoarse, "Hand over your opportunity and storage bag obediently!"

Out of consideration for our years of friendship, I might spare your body so that your soul can peacefully enter the cycle of reincarnation! Otherwise…”

With a flick of his wrist, a short-handled bronze hammer gleaming with an earthy yellow light appeared in his hand; it was a mid-grade, first-tier earth-attribute magic weapon.

"What else?"

Qin Shou sneered, deliberately revealing contempt in his eyes, "Manager Wang, no, Old Dog Wang, stop pretending here."

Today, I will not only leave your old bones here, letting your corpse lie exposed in the wilderness,

If I have the chance in the future, I will definitely take good care of your precious grandson and let him go down to keep you company!

"You dare!"

Manager Wang instantly flew into a rage, his eyes turning bloodshot.

His grandson was his only weakness and hope, and the threat completely ignited the last vestige of reason in his heart.

"You little bastard, I'll tear you to pieces!"

With a roar, the bronze hammer in Steward Wang's hand shone brightly with yellow light, grew longer in the wind, and became the size of a millstone. With a whooshing sound, it smashed down on the Qin beast!

At the same time, the spirit beast pouch at his waist bulged, and a grayish-brown shadow darted out like lightning—it was an armored lizard with rough scales on its back!

This lizard possessed a powerful aura, clearly indicating that it was already at the late stage of the first tier!

As soon as it appeared, it opened its mouth full of sharp teeth, and a stream of yellowish-brown venom shot like an arrow towards the Qin beast's flank, blocking its retreat.

Qin Beast was prepared and his mind raced.

The gray-feathered roc circling in the air let out a sharp cry, and with a sudden flap of its wings, seven or eight crescent-shaped pale blue wind blades whistled out, accurately intercepting the incoming bronze hammer phantom and venom arrows.

The wind blades collided with the earth-yellow aura and venom, producing muffled thuds. Although they were not completely destroyed, their power and speed were greatly weakened.