Starting as a stray dog, I embarked on a journey of cultivation.

Gou An felt a wave of helplessness upon hearing Lai Pi's words.

So he promised, "I'll reward you with two demon cores after this is done."

Upon hearing this, Lai Pi merely flapped its ears slightly and remained lying in place, refusing to move. Clearly, this small favor had not swayed it.

Seeing this, Gou An's tone became more serious, and he added, "There are three in total. Why aren't you going? If you can't even handle such a small matter, what use are you?"

Upon hearing that there were three demon cores, Lai Pi's eyes lit up instantly. He excitedly raised his head, grinned, and said ingratiatingly, "Don't worry, Brother Gou, I'll be right back!"

As soon as it finished speaking, it slid down the earthen slope in a flash, and under the cover of the dense forest, it tiptoed toward the hunter's wooden village.

Gou An remained on the high slope, lying in wait for news.

Lai Pi was small and thin, with a naturally faint aura. His stealth skills were superb, and he approached the camp without disturbing the patrolling hunters.

After searching halfway around the wooden wall, it found a secluded corner and lay down, pressing its ears tightly against the wooden wall, intently eavesdropping on the conversations of the people inside the village.

A moment later, Lai Pi quietly slipped away and returned along the route he had come from, without alerting the camp at all.

Seeing it return so quickly, Gou An immediately stepped forward and asked, "Why did you come back so soon? Couldn't you have listened a little longer?"

Lai Pi drooped his ears and explained, "It's not that I didn't want to listen, but they stopped talking towards the end."

"What did you hear?"

"I heard those people say that the demon core of the Blazing Bear can be sold for 150 spirit stones, and if you sell the bear skin and bear paws together, you can make a total of 200 spirit stones."

"As for that white fox, its fur is badly damaged and its demon core is missing, so it's practically worthless."

"They plan to go out of the mountains to trade all the game they've caught recently, first thing tomorrow morning."

Gou An pressed on, "Is there anything else?"

Lai Pi nodded and added, "They also said that losing a lot of manpower this time actually saved them trouble. Fewer people sharing the benefits meant they could get a lot more spirit stones."

"We can recruit new people after we leave the mountains, which will not delay our next hunting trip in the slightest."

"Is there anything else?"

Lai Pi lowered his head and thought carefully for a moment, then gently shook his head: "No, Brother Gou!"

Gou An nodded slightly and reassured him, "Well done. Next time you hunt prey, you can have the demon core."

Upon hearing this, Lai Pi wagged its tail excitedly, overjoyed.

It had never tasted a demon core before, and just imagining what it would taste like made its mouth water.

Gou An then turned his head to look in the direction of the wooden stockade, his fingertips digging into the soil as he secretly plotted.

The hunters will leave the Monster Mountain Range at dawn tomorrow. If they want to obtain the Demon Core of the Blazing Bear, they must seize the only opportunity left tonight.

However, the camp is heavily guarded, and given his previous experience, he can no longer disguise himself and infiltrate as before. He has to find another way to break the deadlock.

Gou Anjing lay on the earthen slope, repeatedly thinking of a solution, and before she knew it, it was late at night.

He had intended to sneak into the camp under the cover of darkness, but looking around, the entire wooden stockade was clearly several times more heavily guarded than during the day.

The camp was heavily fortified, with only the main gate remaining as the only entrance. If one were to rush in rashly, they would be surrounded and their escape route blocked, leaving them in a hopeless situation with no chance of winning.

Even a fifth-tier monster is no match for a hunter's encirclement; a fourth-tier monster without offensive spells is even less of a match.

After much deliberation, a meticulous plan took shape in Gou An's mind.

He instructed Lai Pi to stay behind at the earthen slope and keep a close eye on the camp's movements, while he himself turned and disappeared into the deep, dense forest, vanishing into the night.

After a long time, Gou An returned, his appearance completely transformed and his style drastically changed.

He somehow found several clumps of lush white reeds, activated his hair-like guards to harden his fur and clamp it tightly to the reed stalks, securing it firmly behind him to disguise it as a fluffy fox tail.

Five thick white tails hang down in a staggered pattern, trailing behind it, their lifelike appearance making them extremely deceptive.

In the dim and hazy night, with the interplay of light and shadow, it was impossible to distinguish the real from the fake without getting a close look.

Lai Pi, who was left behind, glanced up and was immediately startled, his whole body stiffening. He almost thought it was another five-tailed fox demon appearing in the middle of the night.

Under the cover of the thick darkness, Gou An quietly slipped to the outskirts of the hunter's camp, deliberately stepping lightly on dry branches and swaying his body to create subtle noises, thus exposing himself to the watchtower guards.

The hunter on guard atop the tower had sharp eyes and spotted a snow-white figure moving through the night forest, trailing five long tails behind it.

"It's a five-tailed fox spirit!"

The guard was greatly shocked and immediately raised his hand to strike the warning gong hard.

The clanging of the gong suddenly shattered the silence of the night, waking all the sleeping hunters in the camp and plunging them into chaos.

The instigator, Gou An, immediately hid again the moment the gong sounded.

Soon, news of the five-tailed fox appearing outside the camp spread throughout the entire wooden village, causing panic among the hunters and sparking a cacophony of discussions.

Some people looked grave, guessing that the five-tailed white foxes they had hunted down during the day were from the same clan and had come seeking revenge in the dead of night.

Some people were full of doubts. Five-tailed foxes are rare in the world, so how could two appear in the mountains one after another?

Some radicals even suggested that everyone should gather and go out to encircle and suppress them, eliminating them completely.

Everyone had their own opinion and there were many different views, but the vast majority of people still remained rational.

The mountains and forests are fraught with danger at night. It would be far too risky to venture out and hunt unknown monsters without a chance of success.

Ultimately, everyone unanimously decided to abandon the expedition and instead strengthen sentry posts to guard against a nighttime attack by the fox demon.

The noise in the camp gradually subsided, leaving only layers of guards patrolling back and forth, creating a tense and oppressive atmosphere.

They lie low and observe the situation from the shadows, waiting until the camp is completely stable before repeating their old tricks.

This time, he deliberately pieced together six white reeds to disguise six fox tails, and once again slowly appeared at the edge of the camp's field of vision.

The watchtower guard caught sight of the six-tailed figure in the night, his heart stopped, his hair stood on end, and he frantically rang the warning gong again.

The hunters, who had just calmed down and were preparing to rest, were once again awakened by the urgent sound of gongs.

This time, quite a few people witnessed the six-tailed fox demon firsthand, and everyone was absolutely certain that it was a member of the same clan as the deceased five-tailed white fox who had come to seek revenge.

The six-tailed fox is a genuine sixth-order demon beast!

Such a terrifying being was simply beyond the capabilities of these hunters, who had suffered more than half their losses and were now weakened.

Fear gripped the entire camp. No one dared to take any chances anymore. They stayed up all night, guarding their posts and keeping their nerves on edge.

The long night has come to an end.

According to the original plan, the hunters were supposed to set off from the mountains at dawn to sell the corpses of monsters in exchange for spirit stones.

For an entire night, the shadow of the high-level fox spirit lingering outside the camp lingered in everyone's hearts.

No one dared to step out of the camp, fearing that they would run into the terrifying six-tailed fox and meet a violent end.

For a moment, the hunters were completely caught in a dilemma.