Staring at the cold, sharp arrowhead, Mo Fan dared not make any rash moves. Despite his fear, he was also pondering a way to escape.
He understood that running away was impossible at this moment; only by killing this Old Hunter could he save his life.
But to kill the opponent, he first had to face the sharp arrow in the opponent's hand.
"I wonder if my Devour the Heavens Divine Ability can swallow the opponent's arrow?" Mo Fan thought to himself. Besides this, he had no other plan.
However, he also knew that if he failed, his hard-earned life as a newly transformed demon might end here.
He had to find the right moment to strike!
If there wasn't one, he would create it.
Not far away, the Rabbit Demon had one foot pierced by an arrow and was lying on the ground wailing. Seeing the Old Hunter approaching, it was so frightened that it lost its human-like face, reverting to its original rabbit head, baring its teeth at the Old Hunter.
"Still daring to glare at me?
If I couldn't sell you for a good price, I wouldn't mind braising your rabbit head!
You creatures, even after transforming into demons, are still lowly beings, only fit to be the human race's guardian pets!"
The Old Hunter sneered repeatedly, guarding against the Toad Demon nearby from escaping, while taking a small porcelain bottle from his waist, pouring out a red pill, and forcibly stuffing it into the Rabbit Demon's mouth.
As soon as the pill entered, the struggling Rabbit Demon immediately quieted down. Except for its blood-red eyes glaring at the Old Hunter, it couldn't move a finger, completely limp on the ground.
Seeing this, the Old Hunter kicked the Rabbit Demon, and after confirming it couldn't move, he smiled with satisfaction and then walked toward Mo Fan.
However, the Old Hunter was cautious. He didn't approach Mo Fan but instead poured another red pill from the small porcelain bottle and threw it at Mo Fan, simultaneously raising his bow and arrow at him, saying sternly, "Behave and swallow that Demon-Drunken Pill, or I'll sever your tendons!"
Mo Fan felt a chill in his heart upon hearing this. He instinctively picked up the red pill from the ground but didn't swallow it immediately. Instead, he spat out a milky white stone and pleaded with the Old Hunter, "Sir, I'm just a minor demon from the mountains. If you let me go, I'll give you this."
Mo Fan was extremely nervous at this moment. He couldn't be sure if the Old Hunter knew the stone's value, so he was prepared to fight desperately if necessary.
With the Devour the Heavens Divine Ability and a body stronger than a human's, Mo Fan felt that even if he couldn't match the Old Hunter evenly, he had at least a thirty to forty percent chance of winning.
Sure enough, when the Old Hunter saw the milky white stone Mo Fan threw, he was first stunned, then a gleam of joy appeared in his eyes, indicating he recognized it!
The Old Hunter quickly walked over, picked up the stone, examined it carefully, placed it against his forehead to feel it for a moment, then tossed it into his waist pouch and asked Mo Fan, "Where did you get this stone?"
Mo Fan realized there was hope and immediately replied, "I picked it up in a mountain cave. There are many more stones like this there. If you agree to let me go, I'll tell you where the cave is."
"Hmph! Do you think I'm as foolish as you beasts?"
The Old Hunter sneered, then raised his arrow at Mo Fan again, threatening, "Take me to that cave now. If what you say is true, I'll let you go. But if you dare deceive me, I'll sever all your tendons and sell you to those Demon Catchers!"
Hearing this, Mo Fan's heart tightened. After a brief hesitation, he said, "I can take you there. I hope you'll keep your promise. But I'm curious, what exactly is this stone?"
"You don't know either?" The Old Hunter was a bit surprised, but then muttered to himself, "Of course, a little beast like you, just transformed into a demon, wouldn't know about Immortal Artifacts. Seems like I can ask the Village Guardian when I return."
Hearing this, Mo Fan didn't ask further. He understood that the Old Hunter didn't actually know what the milky white stone was, but he knew it was related to immortals.
Thinking of this, Mo Fan felt a bit excited.
In the past two months, he had used the Gold Coins in his mind to replicate this milky white stone many times.
Now, he had about two hundred of these stones in his inner space.
Although he didn't know the stone's specific use, judging by the Old Hunter's expression, it shouldn't be an ordinary item.
While Mo Fan was pondering, the Old Hunter picked up the limp Rabbit Demon, tied it with cloth, and slung it over his shoulder, then used his bow and arrow to force Mo Fan to lead the way.
Mo Fan didn't dawdle and immediately started walking.
However, he didn't head directly to the Karst Cave but led the Old Hunter around the forest, leaving subtle marks with his toes.
He was already familiar with the terrain within a twenty-mile radius, so he wouldn't get lost. But the Old Hunter, though a hunter, found it hard to navigate the dense and lush forest.
After wandering for a while, seeing the Old Hunter getting a bit impatient, Mo Fan finally led him straight to the Tiger's Den.
"Why haven't we reached the cave you mentioned? How much farther is it? If you dare deceive me, I'll skin and boil you alive!" The Old Hunter finally grew impatient after walking for a while, his excitement gradually turning into ferocity.
"Don't worry, you have a weapon, how could a minor demon like me dare deceive you? I just hope you'll keep your promise and let me go." Mo Fan smiled bitterly.
"Enough nonsense, how far is it from here to the cave?" The Old Hunter asked viciously.
"Not far, it's just in the valley ahead."
With that, the man and the demon continued through the forest for two more miles until they finally saw a dark cave.
Seeing this, Mo Fan's eyes flashed with determination. He took a deep breath and smelled a familiar stench, feeling reassured.
"Sir, this is the cave. There are many stones like that inside. Will you let me go now?"
Mo Fan turned to the Old Hunter and said.
"You dare deceive me?"
However, the Old Hunter's face turned grim as he sneered, "Do you really think I don't know that this is a Tiger's Den? The air is filled with the pungent smell of tiger musk. Are you trying to lead me to my death?"
Mo Fan was shocked. He hadn't expected the old man to be so sharp. Did he have a dog's nose or something?
But he forced himself to remain calm, showing a frustrated expression as he smiled bitterly, "Sir, you've got it wrong. This isn't a Tiger's Den. There used to be a tiger here, but it left. I made this cave my home afterward. You can smell my scent inside if you don't believe me!"
The Old Hunter's expression softened upon hearing this. After decades of hunting, he had honed his skills in tracking beasts.
Though there was a tiger's musk here, there was also the muddy scent of a toad. He had already made his calculations, and his previous words were just to test the Toad Demon.
"Enough talk. If there's no tiger in this cave, then you go in first, or I'll kill you!" The Old Hunter snorted, using his bow and arrow to force Mo Fan into the cave.
"You... fine!"
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Mo Fan feigned anger and walked into the cave.
Watching the Toad Demon gradually disappear into the cave's darkness without a sound, the Old Hunter's vigilance slowly relaxed.
After waiting for a while without hearing any noise from inside, he decided not to wait any longer. He put away his bow and arrow, took out a spear from his back, and followed into the cave.
However, as soon as he entered the cave, a massive creature lunged at him!
"Roar—"
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