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After finishing his meal and having nothing to do, Ye Mingshang, feeling quite sore from running for so long in the morning, decided to find a tree hollow. He chased out the black bear inside, cleaned up a bit, and settled in.
Now, Ye Mingshang had developed a good habit of taking naps; he no longer woke up unpredictably. He would wake up after just over an hour, unlike before when he wouldn't wake up even if he wasn't hungry.
Ah!
Stretching and yawning, he stepped out of the tree hollow. Shielding his eyes from the sunlight, he looked at the sky and thought, "Where am I? How do I get back?"
Just as he was scratching his head in confusion, Ye Mingshang turned around and saw the black bear looking at him with a mournful expression from not far away. The scenery here was beautiful, and it seemed that the creatures could easily become more intelligent; this black bear was much smarter than ordinary wild animals.
Seeing the black bear, Ye Mingshang smiled warmly. The bear froze for a moment, sensing something was off, and took two steps back as if to escape. However, Ye Mingshang quickly tossed a Fire Bell Talisman at its feet, startling it into standing still.
"Don't worry, I just need you to take me home; I won't harm you," Ye Mingshang said, trying to maintain a gentle smile while gently patting the bear's head.
Hey! Hehe! The black bear seemed to be chuckling awkwardly, its eyes showing human-like emotions and cold sweat dripping down its forehead. What is going on with these animals in this two-dimensional style? By the way, are those two-dimensional characters based on such animals?
After some persuasion, Ye Mingshang happily climbed onto the black bear's back and comfortably lay down. The bear's fur was quite coarse, but having a natural blanket was better than sleeping on hard ground, and it felt warm too.
"Be good, little black one. As long as you listen to me well, I'll help you become more refined sooner and save you decades of effort," Ye Mingshang said leisurely with grass in his mouth, eyes closed.
The black bear glanced sideways with dissatisfaction and let out a grunt. But what could it do? It couldn't fight back; it could only obediently do the labor. Sigh! Who did it offend? It was hibernating peacefully at home when suddenly this Fellow chased it out. Now it had to do hard work—why was its life so tough?!
As the black bear thought about this, it nearly cried out loud, making whimpering sounds from its throat. Ye Mingshang grew irritated by the noise and scolded, "Hey! Little Blackie, what do you mean by that?! Letting you carry me is giving you face; you're crying now? Do you know who I am? Do you realize how lucky you are? Quickly hold it back and give me a smile—yes! Smile!"
The black bear forced a smile that looked worse than crying. It felt miserable inside—how did it end up with such a master? Sigh! It resigned itself to fate.
The black bear walked along slowly, and Ye Mingshang was not pleased. How long would it take to get back like this? "Hey! Little Black, you're walking too slowly. You can't just slack off while working. I've heard you can run eight meters in a second; your speed is no slower than a horse, and you run steadily in this terrain. What's with this dawdling?"
Hmph! The black bear snorted, glared at its hind legs, and let out a roar before charging ahead. Each step felt like an earthquake, causing the small animals on the road to stand up straight. One squirrel even stood up to watch the black bear leave, its expression resembling that of someone looking at an idiot, as if saying, "What is this giant going crazy for?!"
"Hey, hey, hey! Big Black, are you trying to throw me off with how fast you're running?! Slow down!" Ye Mingshang grabbed its ear and scolded.
The black bear grumbled but reluctantly slowed down.
"Hey! At this pace, when will we arrive? Don't just work without putting in effort."
Whenever it sped up again, Ye Mingshang would scold it: "Running that fast is trying to throw me off; are you taking revenge?"
Well then, if it ran slowly, it was accused of slacking off; if it ran quickly, it was said to be seeking revenge. The black bear felt like crying; this was too hard to please—more difficult than Empress Dowager Cixi! Wait, why did I mention Empress Dowager Cixi? Who is she?
In fact, Ye Mingshang was just teasing it; it's rare to have some fun, right?
After playing for a while and feeling a bit bored, Ye Mingshang said, "Hey! Little Black, take me to find the strongest leader in your area."
Before long, a dog-headed little goblin blocked their path: "Stop! Who goes there?!"
The black bear grunted a few times as if saying, "Don't ask me; ask this buddy behind me."
Ye Mingshang glanced at the little demon indifferently: "Go fetch your boss."
"Bah! Brat, who do you think you are to want to see our king?! Are you looking for death? Huh? A human scent? You're human?!" As it cursed, the dog-headed creature's eyes widened in surprise as it shouted loudly.
With that shout, seven or eight Little Goblins rushed over and surrounded them. They all looked rather unappealing, having human forms but still retaining obvious animal features, clearly just having recently transformed.
"Old dog! What are you shouting about?! Where's the human?!" asked a creature with a lion's head and long hair as it slapped the Dog-headed Demon on the head. This action felt somewhat familiar to Ye Mingshang, who couldn't help but glance at his right hand, remembering how he used to do the same to Joan. He wondered how that kid was doing; he seemed to be an orphan too.
"Boss, your strength is really impressive, still so fierce," the Dog-headed Demon said with a low brow and a smile, flattering him.
The Lion-headed Demon lifted its head. "Stop with the nonsense! Where is the human?! Where is it?!"
On the surface, the Dog-headed Demon was flattering him, but inside he was cursing. Was this guy blind? How could he ask where the human was when such a big person was right there? Of course, he had to maintain appearances and act like a sycophant. "Boss, it's right there~ sitting on that bear's back."
"Mm!" The Lion-headed Demon lazily responded, raising its head high and deliberately looking down at Ye Mingshang with disdain. "Hey! Human! Why aren’t you staying in your place? What are you doing in our territory? Looking for trouble?! Huh?!"
Ye Mingshang glanced at him in disbelief. "I live here."
"Stop with the nonsense! The Lion Lord has lived here for nearly two hundred years and has never seen a human like you. Quickly tell me your purpose?!" The Lion Demon put its hands on its hips, holding its head high in a pretentious manner that made one want to kick it.
"I live on another mountain, but I got lost and let the bear bring me here to find someone responsible to send me back," Ye Mingshang replied calmly.
The lion's eyes widened. "Oh! You little brat have quite some guts? You dare ask me to send you back? Someone, teach this ignorant human a lesson!"
With a wave of its hand, the Little Demons immediately surrounded Ye Mingshang, all grinning menacingly as if they were about to squeeze a soft persimmon. The black bear merely glanced at them and lay down pretending to nap. Although it hadn't fully transformed yet, it was quite wise; moreover, its strength and defensive speed were formidable enough that even without full transformation, dealing with these Little Goblins wouldn't be much of a problem. However, it didn't want to get involved; it wasn't its fight.
Ye Mingshang shrugged and nimbly flipped off the bear's back, rubbing his wrists. It seemed he should stretch his muscles a bit to avoid stiffness from sitting too long.
"Come here," Ye Mingshang beckoned one of the Wild Boar Demons with his finger.
"Humph!" The Wild Boar Demon paused for a moment, glancing back at the Lion Demon, who nodded in agreement.
"Kid, humph! You better be careful; I, Old Pig, don't hold back," the Wild Boar Demon warned with a silly grin, swinging the long-handled hammer down towards him.
Ye Mingshang found it somewhat amusing; this Wild Boar Demon was indeed quite foolish to give him a warning. However, its strength was not to be underestimated; among these Little Demons, it was definitely one of the strongest.
As the heavy hammer came crashing down, Ye Mingshang chose not to take it head-on, as there was no need for that. His body couldn't handle such force; after all, he wasn't a brute like Dunkong and didn't possess such a robust physique.
With a quick sidestep, he easily dodged the Wild Boar Demon's strike. The hammer did not crash down as heavily as expected; instead, it suddenly halted half a foot above the ground and then swept horizontally towards Ye Mingshang's left side.
This move surprised Ye Mingshang. He hadn't expected this seemingly foolish Old Pig to have decent combat skills and excellent control over its strength. It could even change its attack mid-strike. The previous blow had seemed powerful, leading him to believe it was using all its strength, but it turned out it had only exerted about seventy percent of its power.
However, this still wouldn't lead Ye Mingshang to make a mistake because the hammer was aimed at his legs. He executed a perfect side flip to evade it. The Wild Boar Demon couldn't change its attack again; as its strength waned, it naturally pulled the hammer back.
"What’s wrong with you?! Why are you just dodging? This is too tiring; I'm done," the Wild Boar Demon grumbled as it retreated, leaving Ye Mingshang chuckling. This Old Pig was indeed simple-minded and straightforward—just like Abu! It said whatever came to mind without caring about their leader's feelings.
However, they clearly understood the Wild Boar Demon's temperament and didn't hold it against him. Seeing how formidable he was, the Lion Demon raised its chin and said, "You two go take him on."
The two Little Demons nodded and approached together, brandishing their large steel knives without hesitation. The first one swung a blade toward Ye Mingshang's head with speed and ferocity; most people wouldn't have been able to dodge it. Yet Ye Mingshang performed an iron bridge maneuver to evade the strike, feeling the blade graze past his nose. Without time to stand up straight, he quickly rotated his legs to maintain his position and spun around to avoid the subsequent downward slash from the steel knife.
Ye Mingshang felt delighted; these were soldiers from Underworld River, and their strength pleased him greatly. After all, the stronger they were, the more stable Underworld River's territory would be. They were all his people, so naturally, he hoped for their continued growth in strength.
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