Chapter 14 Never Abandon Compassion

Huo Yuhao's effortless annihilation of a wind baboon greatly provoked the group of wind baboons, but the ease with which he did it also instilled a sense of fear in them.

In fact, for Huo Yuhao, let alone a ten-year-old soul beast, even a genuine hundred-year-old soul beast would not be much harder to kill than an ordinary wild beast if there was no opportunity to unleash its skills.

After all, if they can't unleash those bizarre soul skills, the physical attributes of ten-year or hundred-year-old soul beasts are at most a little stronger than ordinary wild beasts, but the difference is definitely limited. Even if their strength and speed increase dramatically, and the toughness of their skin is quite exaggerated, their vulnerable parts are still vulnerable parts. No matter what, they can't compare to hundred-refined steel. The wind baboon whose eyeballs were pierced and whose brains were crushed by Huo Yuhao's shuriken sword is the best proof of this.

Huo Yuhao's gaze was intense as he stared at the leader of the wind baboons on the tree branch. His Spirit Eye Martial Soul was activated, and the faint fluctuations of his spiritual power, combined with Huo Yuhao's indifferent eyes, were like a cold spring, greatly intimidating the leader of the wind baboons, causing the baboons to hesitate to make any rash moves for a moment.

Despite this, the group of wind baboons showed no sign of retreating, and Huo Yuhao and the group of wind baboons were locked in a stalemate.

What happened?

A question flashed through Huo Yuhao's mind. He was determined not to retreat. If he did, it would inevitably provoke an attack from the group of wind baboons. Even the strongest wind baboon could not control the subconscious behavior of the baboon troop. But why didn't the strongest wind baboon retreat?

Huo Yuhao faced the group of baboons, took a few steps back, and walked to the corpse of the wind baboon that had been pierced by the sword in his hand. He then began to ravage the wind baboon's corpse, one blow at a time. In the jungle where the strong prey on the weak, only this most bloody, straightforward, and savage method could instill fear in these creatures, whose thinking abilities were barely worthwhile.

Sure enough, after Huo Yuhao began to ravage the corpse of the wind baboon, the wind baboons on the treetops clearly felt immense pressure. Many of them began to stir, unconsciously glancing at the strongest wind baboon. The strongest wind baboon seemed to have dimmed its fierce light, and after letting out a long series of low growls, the shadows on the treetops began to retreat into the distance one after another.

So that's how it is.

A look of understanding flashed through Huo Yuhao's mind, and a sense of fear rose in his heart. This wind baboon leader was simply too clever.

The standoff between Huo Yuhao and the troop of wind baboons had reached a strange balance after Huo Yuhao swiftly killed the first wind baboon. Huo Yuhao alone could not hold out. Although the wind baboons were not strong, they could still unleash soul skills. If they hit Huo Yuhao's small body, he would be seriously injured even if he did not die, let alone with so many of them.

Although the baboon troop was numerous and powerful, they were also afraid after witnessing Huo Yuhao's thunderous methods. However, after Huo Yuhao did not make any further moves, they also observed whether Huo Yuhao was only capable of one strike.

Among this group of wind baboons, the most intelligent was naturally the most robust wind baboon. Although it had realized that the hairless monkey in front of it did not seem to be the soul beast they had been wary of, but rather a being more dangerous and brutal than a soul beast, known as a soul master.

However, based on this alone, it cannot rashly order its wind baboons to retreat, as doing so would undermine its dominance, especially when there are several young and strong new-generation wind baboons in the group.

While Huo Yuhao's brutal treatment of the wind baboon's corpse brought immense pressure and fear to the entire wind baboon troop, it also gave the baboon leader an opportunity to retreat. As a result, after Huo Yuhao's ruthless act, the wind baboons did not angrily attack him; instead, they retreated like a receding tide.

In many cases, humans and spirit beasts share commonalities, especially in their fear of death. Their shared fears lead to a high degree of consistency, and their subconscious reactions do not lie.

Seeing the group of wind baboons scatter and flee, Huo Yuhao finally breathed a sigh of relief. He put the remaining few swords in his left hand back into his storage soul tool. His palms were already sweaty. He hadn't even entered the Star Dou Great Forest yet, and he had already encountered a crisis. Huo Yuhao took another deep breath before turning his gaze to the wind baboon corpse at his feet, which he had already ravaged beyond recognition.

Looking at the other party's broken and bloodstained body, Huo Yuhao lowered his head slightly, holding the knife in his right hand and making a Buddhist gesture with his left. He silently apologized in his heart. This was not Huo Yuhao's hypocrisy or pretense, but out of gratitude. It was because he had shown his cruelty and brutality to the other wind baboons by destroying the body of this wind baboon that he had scared away the remaining wind baboons. For both reason and emotion, Huo Yuhao should be grateful.

Taking a steel shovel from his storage soul tool, Huo Yuhao quickly dug a pit. He placed the mutilated body of the wind baboon into the pit, took out some fruit and two grilled fish from his storage soul tool, and put them in as burial offerings for the wind baboon. Then he shoveled up the excavated soil, intending to re-fill the pit.

Huo Yuhao's behavior is quite incomprehensible to most people, but it is perfectly normal for him.

Even if a ninja is destined to kill, they must not abandon the little compassion they possess. This is the ninja's precept, and must always be kept in mind.

At least for Huo Yuhao, this wind baboon had helped him. Although the mutilation of the corpse was by no means something the wind baboon willingly accepted, Huo Yuhao had indeed used the corpse to solve a problem for himself. Therefore, he should feel grateful to the corpse. This emotion was actually the same as the old craftsman's gratitude for the ever-cold tool that had accompanied him throughout his life; it was an emotional attachment.

"That's right, I smelled that scent again! I knew you couldn't go wrong by following my nose!"

An elderly man, clearly in high spirits and full of energy, rang in Huo Yuhao's ears. The next moment, two people emerged from the dense forest, one after the other. The old man was thin but not emaciated, with long, dark green hair that was slightly sparse on top, and his eyes gleamed with intelligence.

The young man following behind looked to be about fifteen or sixteen years old. He was tall with long, reddish-brown hair that shone like jewels in the sunlight. He had broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and strong, angular features. He was extremely handsome, and his skin was as white as jade. Huo Yuhao couldn't help but smile bitterly after just one glance.

This young man looked like a male protagonist straight out of a picture book story—handsome, tall, and imposing, with the air of a dragon and the gait of a tiger; the words "a chosen one of heaven" were practically etched on his face.

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(End of this chapter)

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