He was the only one left. He had to remember everything—to live on for all of them, and to avenge them by reclaiming everything that had been taken from them.

Hua Yi, after hearing these words, no longer dared to remain where he was and headed deeper into the forest.

After his mind was briefly thrown into chaos, it became incredibly clear again. At this moment, there was only one thought in Hua Yi’s heart—his second brother, Jing Chu, had gone mad. He had to go inform his father and his other brothers.

Hua Yi plunged head first into a wolf’s den. The old wolf hiding inside the cave stood up and growled at him. In the blink of an eye, Hua Yi transformed into a gigantic beast whose entire body was pure white. A low growl came from his throat, and he bared his sharp fangs at the old wolf.

The old wolf had long survived in the forest, so it naturally understood the laws of the wilderness and knew how to read the situation. Seeing such a powerful creature, it immediately tucked its tail between its legs and retreated to the side, not daring to challenge its might.

However, the old wolf was surprised to discover that this imposing unexpected guest had no interest in its food. Instead, it rolled around in wolf urine. The snow-white fur that seemed as though it could glow immediately became dull, dripping with yellow liquid, making it look both disgusting and comical.

Hua Yi felt that the foul, fishy smell of wolf urine was enough to conceal his own scent, and only then did he maintain his beast form and run away.

He did not know how long this wolf urine could hide his scent. However, he knew that no matter how capable he was, he was still only a little over fourteen years old. He was still a youth. When he was in human form, it was not obvious, but after transforming into a beast, compared with fully grown giant beasts, his size was clearly not yet fully developed. There was absolutely no way he could fight against that large group of vicious and ruthless thugs under his second brother.

Moreover, Hua Yi knew that his second brother Jing Chu was only a sub-beast, yet he was able to gather such a large group of beastmen to work themselves to the bone for him. This showed that he must have even more powerful methods. Hua Yi could not imagine what those methods might be, but he knew that he absolutely could not handle it.

He could only flee for his life.

Hua Yi knew that the killers searching for him had been following behind him all along. He hid and evaded them, his heart filled with fear and anxiety, sometimes transforming into human form to hide, sometimes transforming into beast form to run wildly.

He ran toward the most dangerous and most remote places. The thorn-covered brambles left one small wound after another on his face and body. Once soaked by sweat, they burned with a sharp, stinging pain. This pain seemed to make his mind even clearer. Four or five times, Hua Yi hid to the side and watched as those hunting him passed so close that they almost brushed past his face.

The most dangerous time was when Hua Yi accidentally left a footprint and was recognized by someone. With nowhere left to hide, he had no choice but to return to human form and dive head first into the cave of a giant python.

Yet it seemed as though Heaven itself wanted to strike down this drowning dog. The giant python happened to be at home. It had never expected that someone would be so outrageously bold as to intrude upon its dwelling—someone who even dared to trespass into its cave. It immediately flicked its tongue sinisterly and wrapped itself around Hua Yi.

Normally, although this giant python, which was even thicker than a person’s waist, was terrifying, Hua Yi would not have taken such a creature too seriously. However, he knew that after beastmen transformed into their beast forms, their five senses and six perceptions (NT: refers to all sensory abilities—sight, hearing, smell, taste, touch, and other instinctive perceptions—emphasizing heightened awareness and sensitivity ) became who knew how many times stronger than when they were in human form. He did not even dare to breathe loudly, let alone transform into a beast or fight this creature.

What was more, he was deep inside the snake’s cave, where it was so narrow that he could not even turn his body around.

The giant python quickly wrapped itself around his body and neck.

Hua Yi knew that it intended to strangle him to death alive, then swallow him little by little.

Through the leaves and branches of plants at the entrance of the snake’s cave, Hua Yi saw that the beastmen who wanted to kill him were searching for him only a short distance away.

Hua Yi clenched his teeth and unexpectedly grabbed the snake’s vital point with his bare hands. A person and a snake silently began a struggle of strength.

The giant snake sensed the force in his hands and became even more unwilling to give up. It poured all its strength into tightening around his neck. Hua Yi’s face turned purplish-red, and his blood vessels seemed as though they were about to burst out from beneath his skin.

Unable to breathe, he simply held his breath and desperately squeezed the snake’s head and body. Fur uncontrollably grew from his fingers, his nails suddenly lengthened by two inches, forcing his joints downward until they bent, while his claws dug deeply into the giant snake’s hard scales.

A ground-rolling wolf was crouching not far from the entrance of the snake’s cave, staring at this scene. This creature was only slightly larger than a rabbit and specialized in eating rotting flesh left behind by others. Extremely cunning, it noticed this life-and-death struggle before any other animal or human. Waiting for a feast, drool flowed from its mouth, and greedy light shone in its green eyes.

Hua Yi waited for the people searching for him to pass by. The giant snake waited for him to stop breathing.

Neither was willing to be the first to die.

Hua Yi felt as though his bones were about to be crushed out of his body by the giant snake. Yet he did not know despair—he only knew anger.

The anger he had never experienced in fourteen years erupted from his body all at once. His eyes widened. He blocked the snake’s lifeline, veins bulging on his face, and his normally gentle and handsome features became terrifyingly ferocious.

Even blood relatives bound by flesh and bone could slaughter each other?

In this world, even brothers born of the same father couldn’t be trusted. They all watched fiercely like tigers watching their prey, waiting on the side to stab him with their knives. Who else could he trust?

The affection of more than ten years spent growing up together—could it really be that simply because his father said he would marry a girl from a neighbouring tribe and bring her back to become his wife, his own elder brother could commit murder without hesitation?

He still did not understand. His second brother had gone far beyond this. He had not yet told his father and mother about this matter, nor had he yet sought justice for Gu Cheng.

Gu Cheng was only seven years old. He had been killed just like that, without even making a single sound. Who could he possibly go to for justice?

That moment was endlessly long, endlessly difficult.

Finally, the giant snake lost against this furious young hunter. Hua Yi’s sharp nails pierced through its fatal vital point, and it violently twisted and struggled for a while before going limp, hanging over his shoulder. It was even large enough to completely wrap around his entire body.

If it had been a sub-beastman whose physique was not strong enough, merely being crushed under the weight of this snake’s corpse would probably have left him badly injured.

Fortunately, the people who had come to capture him had already left by then. Hua Yi crawled out from inside the snake’s corpse while gasping for breath. He sat on the ground, breathing heavily, then gritted his teeth and stood up. Transforming into his beast form, he continued running forward as though his life depended on it.

He had no time to cry. He had no time to sit there ain pain.

Hua Yi’s eldest and second brothers had long reached adulthood and had already set up their own tents. His third brother, who had only recently become an adult, and Hua Yi himself could no longer live together with their mother, but they were still allowed to stay near their parents.

Hua Yi had originally planned to carefully avoid being seen by anyone. However, even when he was almost at the edge of his third brother’s tent, he still had not seen a single guard who was normally stationed there.

How was this possible?

His third brother was such an arrogant person. He most enjoyed relying on his status as the chief’s son to order a large group of people to stand guard for him and show off his grandeur.

Yet at this moment, the area around his tent was completely silent and deserted. Not even half a person’s shadow could be seen.

Hua Yi’s heart began pounding wildly. He returned to his human form and, using the darkness of night as cover, swiftly leapt out from the bushes. Using the tent to conceal his figure, before he had even reached it, he smelled a thick scent of blood.

The young man’s heart sank straight to the bottom, and even his breathing began to tremble.

After an unknown amount of time, Hua Yi finally gathered his courage. He quietly and carefully walked over and lifted a corner of his third brother’s tent— And then he saw his third brother’s corpse hanging upside down inside the tent, with his eyes gouged out by someone.

Gouging out the eyes was because the killer feared that a person who had died an unnatural death would return for revenge. It meant wanting him to have his soul scattered and dispersed, and to never rise again.

Hua Yi’s vision became blurred. He clenched his teeth tightly, refusing to let himself make even a single sob, yet in the end, tears streamed down his face.

His own second brother had gouged out his third brother’s eyes.

Hua Yi stumbled and staggered as he searched for and found a large stone on the small hillside where his third brother’s tent was located. He hid behind it and cautiously poked his head out.

From here, looking down, he could see clearly the tents of his chief father and all his mothers below the hillside.

The entire area was brightly lit, and corpses of giant beasts were scattered everywhere. His second brother was sitting on the animal-hide chair that his father only used when he summoned the elders for meetings. In his hand, he held a string of beads made from something unknown, resting his chin on it. His handsome face was covered in gloom under the reflection of the firelight.

He softly said something. Afterward, the beastmen lying at his feet all raised their heads toward the sky and let out a simultaneous roar.

The entire world seemed to tremble along with those roars.

Then, some of the beastmen dispersed in an orderly manner, clearly going to search for the traces of the little brother who had escaped the net.

Hua Yi fiercely wiped away his tears and turned around, running in the direction away from the tribe.

He had to live— His father, mothers, and brothers were all dead. Only he was still alive.

Hua Yi ran as if his life depended on it. He was the only one left. He had to remember all of this and live on behalf of all of them, to reclaim justice for everything they had lost.

This youth was naturally gentle and honest, even possessing a little excessive compassion. He was always troubled by the worries of others, and was so incompatible with the northern beastman tribes, which had always worshiped savagery and strength.

He had always believed that he was right. He had always felt that all that bloodshed and fighting were meaningless.

Faced with the mockery and provocations of others, he had always endured them as much as possible.

Everyone working together with one heart (NT: idiom, joining forces with a shared purpose), making their lives better, and living happily together—wasn’t that good enough?

However, at this moment, he finally understood. It turned out that in this world, he was the only one who thought this way.

But it was already too late. He had already lost everything.

Hua Yi finally embarked on his long road of escape

He was the only one left. He had to remember everything—to live on for all of them, and to avenge them by reclaiming everything that had been taken from them.

Hua Yi, after hearing these words, no longer dared to remain where he was and headed deeper into the forest.

After his mind was briefly thrown into chaos, it became incredibly clear again. At this moment, there was only one thought in Hua Yi’s heart—his second brother, Jing Chu, had gone mad. He had to go inform his father and his other brothers.

Hua Yi plunged head first into a wolf’s den. The old wolf hiding inside the cave stood up and growled at him. In the blink of an eye, Hua Yi transformed into a gigantic beast whose entire body was pure white. A low growl came from his throat, and he bared his sharp fangs at the old wolf.

The old wolf had long survived in the forest, so it naturally understood the laws of the wilderness and knew how to read the situation. Seeing such a powerful creature, it immediately tucked its tail between its legs and retreated to the side, not daring to challenge its might.

However, the old wolf was surprised to discover that this imposing unexpected guest had no interest in its food. Instead, it rolled around in wolf urine. The snow-white fur that seemed as though it could glow immediately became dull, dripping with yellow liquid, making it look both disgusting and comical.

Hua Yi felt that the foul, fishy smell of wolf urine was enough to conceal his own scent, and only then did he maintain his beast form and run away.

He did not know how long this wolf urine could hide his scent. However, he knew that no matter how capable he was, he was still only a little over fourteen years old. He was still a youth. When he was in human form, it was not obvious, but after transforming into a beast, compared with fully grown giant beasts, his size was clearly not yet fully developed. There was absolutely no way he could fight against that large group of vicious and ruthless thugs under his second brother.

Moreover, Hua Yi knew that his second brother Jing Chu was only a sub-beast, yet he was able to gather such a large group of beastmen to work themselves to the bone for him. This showed that he must have even more powerful methods. Hua Yi could not imagine what those methods might be, but he knew that he absolutely could not handle it.

He could only flee for his life.

Hua Yi knew that the killers searching for him had been following behind him all along. He hid and evaded them, his heart filled with fear and anxiety, sometimes transforming into human form to hide, sometimes transforming into beast form to run wildly.

He ran toward the most dangerous and most remote places. The thorn-covered brambles left one small wound after another on his face and body. Once soaked by sweat, they burned with a sharp, stinging pain. This pain seemed to make his mind even clearer. Four or five times, Hua Yi hid to the side and watched as those hunting him passed so close that they almost brushed past his face.

The most dangerous time was when Hua Yi accidentally left a footprint and was recognized by someone. With nowhere left to hide, he had no choice but to return to human form and dive head first into the cave of a giant python.

Yet it seemed as though Heaven itself wanted to strike down this drowning dog. The giant python happened to be at home. It had never expected that someone would be so outrageously bold as to intrude upon its dwelling—someone who even dared to trespass into its cave. It immediately flicked its tongue sinisterly and wrapped itself around Hua Yi.

Normally, although this giant python, which was even thicker than a person’s waist, was terrifying, Hua Yi would not have taken such a creature too seriously. However, he knew that after beastmen transformed into their beast forms, their five senses and six perceptions (NT: refers to all sensory abilities—sight, hearing, smell, taste, touch, and other instinctive perceptions—emphasizing heightened awareness and sensitivity ) became who knew how many times stronger than when they were in human form. He did not even dare to breathe loudly, let alone transform into a beast or fight this creature.

What was more, he was deep inside the snake’s cave, where it was so narrow that he could not even turn his body around.

The giant python quickly wrapped itself around his body and neck.

Hua Yi knew that it intended to strangle him to death alive, then swallow him little by little.

Through the leaves and branches of plants at the entrance of the snake’s cave, Hua Yi saw that the beastmen who wanted to kill him were searching for him only a short distance away.

Hua Yi clenched his teeth and unexpectedly grabbed the snake’s vital point with his bare hands. A person and a snake silently began a struggle of strength.

The giant snake sensed the force in his hands and became even more unwilling to give up. It poured all its strength into tightening around his neck. Hua Yi’s face turned purplish-red, and his blood vessels seemed as though they were about to burst out from beneath his skin.

Unable to breathe, he simply held his breath and desperately squeezed the snake’s head and body. Fur uncontrollably grew from his fingers, his nails suddenly lengthened by two inches, forcing his joints downward until they bent, while his claws dug deeply into the giant snake’s hard scales.

A ground-rolling wolf was crouching not far from the entrance of the snake’s cave, staring at this scene. This creature was only slightly larger than a rabbit and specialized in eating rotting flesh left behind by others. Extremely cunning, it noticed this life-and-death struggle before any other animal or human. Waiting for a feast, drool flowed from its mouth, and greedy light shone in its green eyes.

Hua Yi waited for the people searching for him to pass by. The giant snake waited for him to stop breathing.

Neither was willing to be the first to die.

Hua Yi felt as though his bones were about to be crushed out of his body by the giant snake. Yet he did not know despair—he only knew anger.

The anger he had never experienced in fourteen years erupted from his body all at once. His eyes widened. He blocked the snake’s lifeline, veins bulging on his face, and his normally gentle and handsome features became terrifyingly ferocious.

Even blood relatives bound by flesh and bone could slaughter each other?

In this world, even brothers born of the same father couldn’t be trusted. They all watched fiercely like tigers watching their prey, waiting on the side to stab him with their knives. Who else could he trust?

The affection of more than ten years spent growing up together—could it really be that simply because his father said he would marry a girl from a neighbouring tribe and bring her back to become his wife, his own elder brother could commit murder without hesitation?

He still did not understand. His second brother had gone far beyond this. He had not yet told his father and mother about this matter, nor had he yet sought justice for Gu Cheng.

Gu Cheng was only seven years old. He had been killed just like that, without even making a single sound. Who could he possibly go to for justice?

That moment was endlessly long, endlessly difficult.

Finally, the giant snake lost against this furious young hunter. Hua Yi’s sharp nails pierced through its fatal vital point, and it violently twisted and struggled for a while before going limp, hanging over his shoulder. It was even large enough to completely wrap around his entire body.

If it had been a sub-beastman whose physique was not strong enough, merely being crushed under the weight of this snake’s corpse would probably have left him badly injured.

Fortunately, the people who had come to capture him had already left by then. Hua Yi crawled out from inside the snake’s corpse while gasping for breath. He sat on the ground, breathing heavily, then gritted his teeth and stood up. Transforming into his beast form, he continued running forward as though his life depended on it.

He had no time to cry. He had no time to sit there ain pain.

Hua Yi’s eldest and second brothers had long reached adulthood and had already set up their own tents. His third brother, who had only recently become an adult, and Hua Yi himself could no longer live together with their mother, but they were still allowed to stay near their parents.

Hua Yi had originally planned to carefully avoid being seen by anyone. However, even when he was almost at the edge of his third brother’s tent, he still had not seen a single guard who was normally stationed there.

How was this possible?

His third brother was such an arrogant person. He most enjoyed relying on his status as the chief’s son to order a large group of people to stand guard for him and show off his grandeur.

Yet at this moment, the area around his tent was completely silent and deserted. Not even half a person’s shadow could be seen.

Hua Yi’s heart began pounding wildly. He returned to his human form and, using the darkness of night as cover, swiftly leapt out from the bushes. Using the tent to conceal his figure, before he had even reached it, he smelled a thick scent of blood.

The young man’s heart sank straight to the bottom, and even his breathing began to tremble.

After an unknown amount of time, Hua Yi finally gathered his courage. He quietly and carefully walked over and lifted a corner of his third brother’s tent— And then he saw his third brother’s corpse hanging upside down inside the tent, with his eyes gouged out by someone.

Gouging out the eyes was because the killer feared that a person who had died an unnatural death would return for revenge. It meant wanting him to have his soul scattered and dispersed, and to never rise again.

Hua Yi’s vision became blurred. He clenched his teeth tightly, refusing to let himself make even a single sob, yet in the end, tears streamed down his face.

His own second brother had gouged out his third brother’s eyes.

Hua Yi stumbled and staggered as he searched for and found a large stone on the small hillside where his third brother’s tent was located. He hid behind it and cautiously poked his head out.

From here, looking down, he could see clearly the tents of his chief father and all his mothers below the hillside.

The entire area was brightly lit, and corpses of giant beasts were scattered everywhere. His second brother was sitting on the animal-hide chair that his father only used when he summoned the elders for meetings. In his hand, he held a string of beads made from something unknown, resting his chin on it. His handsome face was covered in gloom under the reflection of the firelight.

He softly said something. Afterward, the beastmen lying at his feet all raised their heads toward the sky and let out a simultaneous roar.

The entire world seemed to tremble along with those roars.

Then, some of the beastmen dispersed in an orderly manner, clearly going to search for the traces of the little brother who had escaped the net.

Hua Yi fiercely wiped away his tears and turned around, running in the direction away from the tribe.

He had to live— His father, mothers, and brothers were all dead. Only he was still alive.

Hua Yi ran as if his life depended on it. He was the only one left. He had to remember all of this and live on behalf of all of them, to reclaim justice for everything they had lost.

This youth was naturally gentle and honest, even possessing a little excessive compassion. He was always troubled by the worries of others, and was so incompatible with the northern beastman tribes, which had always worshiped savagery and strength.

He had always believed that he was right. He had always felt that all that bloodshed and fighting were meaningless.

Faced with the mockery and provocations of others, he had always endured them as much as possible.

Everyone working together with one heart (NT: idiom, joining forces with a shared purpose), making their lives better, and living happily together—wasn’t that good enough?

However, at this moment, he finally understood. It turned out that in this world, he was the only one who thought this way.

But it was already too late. He had already lost everything.

Hua Yi finally embarked on his long road of escape and exile.

 

 

Translator : DarNan