One night, six months later.

Just as Ning Qing was cuddling the little wolf to sleep, she heard a few scattered sounds outside.

Ning Qing, with her exceptional hearing, raised an eyebrow.

Are there human punching bags that automatically deliver themselves to your door?

Who was so clever as to know that I hadn't stretched my muscles in a long time, and then delivered themselves to my doorstep?

The little wolf in Ning Qing's arms, who was still awake, twitched its perked ears slightly.

Immediately, he raised his head alertly and looked out of the cave.

Ning Qing rubbed its little head and whispered in its ear.

"Those orcs outside are mine, and you're not allowed to take them from me."

The white wolf raised its head and gently licked Ning Qing's palm.

The barbs on her tongue tickled Ning Qing's palms slightly.

Ning Qing gently patted the wolf's head with her palm, pressing it down slightly.

"You lie still and I'll be right back."

The white wolf glanced at Ning Qing with a rather resentful look.

It let out a low "woo..." sound.

Ning Qing could hear the slight grievance in his voice.

She curled her lips into a smile and spoke in a low voice.

"If you behave, I'll take you hunting tomorrow."

The white wolf's eyes lit up, and it immediately closed its eyes, pretending to be asleep.

A smile flashed in Ning Qing's eyes as she gently patted his head.

When Ning Qing got up, dressed in her robes, and took out the little black sword from her spatial storage.

Several furtive figures slipped into the cave.

He made eye contact with Ning Qing, who was standing inside the cave.

"Who are you?"

As Ning Qing's calm voice faded away.

After exchanging glances, the group immediately transformed into beast-like forms several meters long.

The cave, which was several dozen square meters in size, was largely occupied by a large bed about three meters wide, and it appeared cramped and small as they transformed into their animal forms.

The scene of beasts crowding each other unfolded instantly inside the cave.

Ning Qing coldly rebuked.

"Get out."

Ning Qing saw that the beasts remained unmoved.

With a cold glint in his eyes, he held a small black sword and moved like a ghost, flashing cold light left and right, high and low, through the gaps between the beasts before emerging from the cave.

The giant beasts, feeling the pain of their flesh being torn open, flew into a rage and chased Ning Qing out of the cave.

Outside the cave, Ning Qing stood alone, sword in hand, the pale moonlight casting a long shadow over her.

Several enraged giant beasts attacked her simultaneously.

With a light leap, she landed steadily on the head of a giant beast, and no matter how much it shook its head, it could not shake the person off its head.

Standing atop the giant beast's head, Ning Qing asked the question once more.

"Who are you? What brings you here?"

The enraged beasts had no intention of wasting words with her.

I just want to tear her to pieces and swallow her whole.

Ning Qing saw the fury in their eyes...!

Alright, let's start fighting! We're not going to get the information we want anyway!

Ning Qing stopped wasting words and cleaved the giant beast that leaped up and swung its claws at him with a single sword stroke.

Seeing its proud, iron-like claws severed, the giant beast raised its head and let out a mournful howl towards the sky.

The sound was deafening, startling the birds in the trees. The uneasy birds flapped their wings and flew away from this place of trouble.

Ning Qing lightly jumped onto his head and thrust her sword down, causing a jet of blood to spurt out from his head.

After convulsing a few times, the behemoth collapsed with a thud, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Seeing their companion fall, the other giant beasts, after a moment of surprise, mustered all their strength and quickly attacked Ning Qing.

Ning Qing's figure once again flickered like a ghost.

The sword in his hand never stopped, flashing with cold light.

Several giant beasts had been covered in new wounds!