Chapter 25

As the sun set, the light in the mountain forest grew dim, creating a mysterious and eerie atmosphere. In the darkness, pairs of eyes stared intently. The scent of blood attracted some fierce beasts, but fortunately, they were in the outer area, not the more dangerous inner regions.

"Roar..."

A striped tiger insect darted out, its patterned body resembling a large, colored silkworm, about five to six meters long, with a tiger's head, fierce and terrifying. This large insect smelled the scent of ancient true blood and wanted to take a bite out of the Suanni's precious body.

Puff!

Little Point threw an iron spear, which pierced straight into its head. A惨叫 sounded, blood splattered, and the striped tiger insect rolled on the ground, soon dying.

Silently, a water-bucket-thick flying python swooped down from a stone cliff, spreading its wings, the stench of its breath overwhelming. Just before it reached Little Point, it opened its massive, blood-red mouth to bite.

"Clang!"

Facing this fierce snake, Little Point did not dare to be careless. He summoned the silver moon, which shone like a rainbow, slicing through the air and cutting the snake in half, blood raining down.

In just a short while, Shi Hao had already killed six or seven monsters. He stayed close to the Green-Scaled Eagle, but if this continued, it would surely attract more dangerous beasts from deeper in the mountains.

"The people from Beicun are coming. Has Grandpa Clan Leader not heard the eagle's cry?" Little Point was worried. He could escape, but he couldn't bear to leave the Green-Scaled Eagle.

Wild birds took flight, and Little Point suddenly looked up. At that moment, a cold rain of iron arrows poured down, all aimed at his body.

Killing intent filled the air, the leaves were shredded, and the dense iron arrows would have turned even a massive dragon-elephant into a sieve.

Little Point exhaled, a burst of vital energy spouting from his mouth and nose, his body glowing with runes. The silver moon, like a blade, blocked in front of him, clanging as it deflected the arrows.

Iron arrows continuously fell, their tips breaking, piling up on the ground, the metallic sheen cold and shocking.

"Beicun people, don't force me!" Little Point's eyes turned red because some of the arrows had hit the Green-Scaled Eagle's wounds.

The storm of iron arrows ceased, and from all sides, over a hundred people appeared, surrounding him from a distance, staring at the Suanni and its red, precious horns, their breathing rapid.

Even if they had never seen it before, no one living in the Great Wasteland was unaware of how valuable the true blood of ancient relics was, worth a fortune.

"Little boy, the body of this Suanni is a great treasure. You can't protect it. If you listen, just leave. We won't make things difficult for you," an elder said kindly.

Little Point was angry. He and the Green-Scaled Eagle had risked their lives to obtain the Suanni's body, and just as they were about to bring it back to Shi Village, these people ambushed them, trying to take the ancient relic. How could he accept this?

He clenched his small, white fists and said, "You're being too unreasonable!"

"Child, life is like this. We all struggle in this Great Wasteland. If we're not cruel to others, we'll be cruel to ourselves," the old clan leader of Beicun sighed, advising, "Just leave quickly."

Little Point glared at him, saying nothing. He was waiting for the people from Shi Village to arrive.

"Wow, this is truly a Green-Scaled Eagle. At first, I thought it was a Spotted-Scale Bird. I never expected such a dominant creature of the skies to submit to Shi Village. This is surprising!" The old clan leader of Beicun was not lying; his surprise was genuine. "Unfortunately, it is deeply poisoned and will soon die."

Upon hearing this, Shi Hao's eyes filled with tears. He could see that the Green-Scaled Eagle was in a dire state.

Seeing his expression, the clan leader of Beicun narrowed his eyes and said, "What a pity. Otherwise, it could have rivaled a sacrificial spirit. Let us put it out of its misery."

"You dare?!" Little Point's eyebrows furrowed, his fists clenched, standing in front of the Green-Scaled Eagle.

"Ha ha..." The clan leader of Beicun, Beili Qing, laughed, saying, "You're a good child, kind-hearted, and can't bear to let this fierce bird go."

Saying this, his eyes turned cold, and he waved his hand. "Shoot the arrows, kill the Green-Scaled Eagle first!"

The people of Beicun were taken aback but did not hesitate, obeying the order. Arrows rained down, whistling through the air, targeting the Green-Scaled Eagle's wounds.

Little Point's eyes turned red, and he did his best to block the arrows, summoning the silver moon to sweep away the iron arrows, protecting the descendant of the ancient magical bird.

However, the Green-Scaled Eagle was too large, with multiple wounds, making it difficult to defend. Little Point moved back and forth, driving the silver moon to block, sweating profusely.

The people of Beicun saw that Clan Leader Beili Qing was using the fierce bird to exhaust the child from Shi Village, eventually making it easy to kill him.

"Clan Leader, didn't you say you would let the child go?"

"I was just afraid he would escape. I said it to understand what he cares about. A child with such potential, if he grows up, would be formidable. We must kill him with all our might."

The iron arrows were dense, their tips flashing, whistling through the air, each one thick and powerful, breaking the trunks of eight or nine large trees near the Green-Scaled Eagle.

Little Point was struggling to keep up, gritting his teeth, summoning two silver moons, but still found it difficult to protect the Green-Scaled Eagle.

"Puff!"

An iron arrow pierced its wound, causing a large splash of blood, making the descendant of the ancient magical bird convulse in pain, its eyes filled with anger and sorrow. It was unable to move, or these people would never dare to approach it!

"Clang," "Clang"...

The arrows were dense, and Little Point fought to block them, but the Green-Scaled Eagle had already been hit by over twenty arrows, all deeply embedded, blood gushing out.

"Aunt Green-Scaled Eagle!" Little Point was filled with grief and anger, his eyes brimming with tears, doing his best to protect her.

"Puff"

An iron arrow shot through the branches, silently approaching, nearly piercing Little Point's heart. He reacted quickly, dodging to the side, but it still pierced his small arm, blood spurting out.

"Ouch!" Little Point cried out in pain, the first time he had been so seriously injured.

Not far away, the leader of the Beicun hunting team, Beishan, sneered. It was he who had shot Little Point's arm. His face was pale, having been gutted by the silver moon not long ago. He drew his bow again, hiding in the bushes, aiming for Little Point's heart or throat.

Little Point's face turned white from pain, tearing a piece of his clothes to wrap his wound, while runes flowed over his body, stopping the bleeding.

At that moment, the Green-Scaled Eagle was hit by another dozen arrows, its wounds nearly torn apart. Little Point shed tears, unable to protect it, shouting, "I'll fight you to the end!"

He rushed forward, summoning two silver moons, determined to kill those who kept shooting arrows.

The archery skills of the Beicun people were astonishing. Over a hundred people aimed at one spot, all arrows flying together, like a massive iron hammer hitting Little Point. Despite using the silver moon to block, he still spat blood and was thrown back.

"Shoot!"

Clan Leader Beili Qing's eyes were cold, his smile gone, ordering everyone to shoot at Little Point, who was in mid-air.

"Ah!"

Little Point shouted, the two silver moons spinning around him, clanging as they cut through the arrows, broken arrowheads piling up on the ground, their cold sheen visible.

However, his calf was hit by another arrow, blood staining his small pants. He let out a childish cry, fighting back. Falling to the ground, he looked back at the Green-Scaled Eagle, then staggered forward, rushing towards the Beicun people.

The silver moons, like blades, shone brightly, flying out, blood splattering. He went on a killing spree, and on the spot, seventeen or eighteen people from Beicun fell in a pool of blood, causing panic and chaos.

"Continue shooting the Green-Scaled Eagle. This time, don't hold back; nail it down!" Clan Leader Beili Qing ordered coldly.

"Whistling" sounds filled the air as a dense rain of iron arrows flew towards the Green-Scaled Eagle, the situation extremely critical.

Little Point's eyes were red, tears streaming down his face. He felt powerless. If he didn't go back to help, the Green-Scaled Eagle would likely die, but if he did, he would be trapped and eventually killed.

"You... are all evil people!" This was a child's innocent cry of sorrow.

"Beili Qing, you despicable dog, to scheme against a child like this, are you even human?!" A loud voice echoed.

At the same time, arrows flew like a swarm of locusts, and spears like meteors, densely landing, causing a chorus of screams from the Beicun people.

The people from Shi Village had arrived, led by the old clan leader, Shi Yunfeng, along with Shi Linhu and Shi Feijiao, all with hair standing on end, continuously shooting and killing.

"Chirp, chirp..."

The Great Peng, Xiaoqing, and Ziyun flapped their wings, rushing over, though they couldn't truly fly yet, their speed was still very fast, heading towards the Green-Scaled Eagle, all crying out in sorrow.

The three young birds, each covering a wound, used their bodies to block the iron arrows, crying out in pain, rubbing their heads against their mother's body, their cries like blood-curdling wails.

The iron arrows from the Beicun people hit their scales, clanging, but being young, their scales were not yet hard enough, leaving streaks of blood.

"Beicun bastards, you all die!" Shi Linhu roared.

"Counterattack, but don't kill the three young birds. Capture them alive and bring them back to the village. They will be like sacrificial spirits in the future!" Clan Leader Beili Qing's eyes glowed with excitement, staring at the three young birds, eager to capture them.

The battle began, iron spears flying, broad swords slashing, both sides charging at each other, fighting fiercely.

"Grandpa Clan Leader!" Little Point shouted.

Seeing the child's arm and calf pierced by iron arrows, blood flowing, the adults were all heartbroken, roaring as they charged forward.

"Child, don't be afraid!"

"I'm fine, Grandpa Clan Leader, please save Aunt Green-Scaled Eagle." Little Point wiped away his tears and shouted, rushing towards the Beicun people. The silver moons flew, blood splattering, seven or eight people screaming, arms severed, the scene extremely bloody.

"Beili Qing, you wolf, are you trying to break the rules of the Great Wasteland? We all struggle to survive, and villages never fight each other. What are you trying to do?" Clan Leader Shi Yunfeng shouted angrily.

Of course, while he said this, he had already given the order to show no mercy, to fight to the end.

"Don't blame me. The Suanni's body and the Fire Bull Demon's horns are great treasures. Who wouldn't be tempted? Moreover, our clan's sacrificial spirit is about to break through and needs a lot of true blood."

"What, the sacrificial spirit is about to break through?" Shi Yunfeng was shocked, his eyes half-closed, looking around the forest, a rune appearing on his arm. He quickly took out a jade jar, poured out medicine, and helped the Green-Scaled Eagle detoxify.

Little Point was completely enraged, and at that moment, there were no Beicun people around him. He had cut off many arms, and over twenty people had been hit by the silver moon.

Suddenly, a brilliant light appeared from a bush, rushing towards Little Point, and several people from Shi Village were pierced, falling in a pool of blood, rolling in pain.

"Clang"

Little Point, though protected by the silver moon, was still grazed on the shoulder, a deep, bloody gash appearing, blood flowing.

"Treasure weapon!" someone exclaimed.

A pale-faced youth, like a wolf, had been hiding in the grass, waiting to attack Little Point at the critical moment, one of the light points nearly piercing his throat.

It was Beifeng, the talented youth who had been defeated by Shi Hao and had his bones broken by the people of Shi Village. His injuries were not fully healed, but he was calm, his expression cold.

"You're not the only one with a treasure weapon; I have one too." Beifeng did not even look at the people from Shi Village rolling in the blood, hearing their screams, he was calm and cold.

The light rain flew back, circling his wrist, forming a string of animal teeth, each one white and crystal-clear, very beautiful.

Even without understanding bone script, he could use a treasure weapon. How was this possible? Many people were surprised.

"Uncle!" Little Point was anxious, helping the middle-aged men who had been pierced by the light points. They were severely injured, their internal organs torn, and could die at any moment.

"Whoosh"

Beifeng raised his wrist, and another light rain flew out, like a meteor, beautiful but extremely deadly.

"I hate myself for being too kind. I let you go last time, but this time, I won't forgive you!" Little Point's young face was filled with determination and resolve.