The Ninth Sister is a Prodigious Beast Master-Chapter 1439 - - Just use my life to exchange for this child’s life!

Chapter 1439 -1439: Just use my life to exchange for this child’s life!

It seems that the lives of these villagers aren’t so worthless in the eyes of Hu Ba and his men, after all. The main reason being, if all of them were dead, there would be no one left to mine the Origin Stones for them.

“Twenty catties?” Suddenly, a villager cried out in panic, their face revealing a sorrowful expression. Clearly, the total Demonic Source Stones the villagers had didn’t amount to twenty catties.

Brother Long took a deep breath, his resolute eyes fearlessly met Hu Ba’s gaze, “I’m sorry, but our haul for today isn’t much, as it comes from an abandoned Source Mine. The Demonic Source Stones we collected barely reach ten catties.”

“Humph! Long Tian, you think you can deceive me? Who doesn’t know that the Source Mine you’ve found today is quite substantial? Less than ten catties? Then leave your life behind!” Hu Ba glanced at Long Tian’s waist and chuckled, “It seems you’ve got the biggest haul, keeping the Demonic Source Stones to support that little widow, are you?”

“Don’t talk about my mom like that!” The little boy that Chen Fei was holding started to struggle fiercely upon hearing this, trying to break free from Chen Fei’s grasp to fight Hu Ba to the death.

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Chen Fei was instantly annoyed, but he couldn’t scold the child. In doing so, the wound at his waist split open, and the bleeding got worse. The little boy smelled the blood and stopped struggling, his little face flushing red. Seeing this, Hu Ba chuckled again and took aim at the child. His fingers tensed on the bowstring, pulling it taut as a full moon.

All the villagers’ faces showed a look of unbearable pain. Most of their strength was only around Grade-3, and even Brother Long’s strength was just at Grade-4. But this Hu Ba had reached the Heaven Rank. He could pull a bow to perfection, and in the Slaughtering Spirit Mountain area, he had no rivals. Every day, under the broad daylight, he and his men would rob the villagers of the Demonic Source Stones they had painstakingly mined, and would take a life at the slightest provocation, his brutality knew no bounds.

As Hu Ba’s fingers slowly began to loosen, a sorrowful expression slowly emerged in the villagers’ eyes. Lingfeng had always been a very well-behaved child. At the age of eight, he followed the villagers everywhere in search of Demonic Source Stones to support his mother. Was he now about to die under Hu Ba’s arrow?

Brother Long stepped forward, taking in a deep breath, “Take my life, and spare the child’s.”

As Brother Long finished speaking, he moved to one side, positioning himself under the path of the arrow, turning his head to give the child one last look. Instead of resentment, his eyes conveyed encouragement. Seeing this, Lingfeng’s eyes turned red, and tears finally fell uncontrollably.

Humans are less than dogs!

“Hahaha!” Hu Ba erupted into laughter, the feeling of trampling on lives made him burst with pleasure. His five riders also started laughing loudly, their weapons aimed at the dozen villagers, only to hear Hu Ba say, “Since none of you wants to live, then die together! Do you think your lives are worth any money in my hands? You can’t even gather twenty catties of Demonic Source Stones in a day. What’s the use of living?”

At Hu Ba’s words, the riders raised their weapons high, slashing down toward the surrounded villagers. These men were bloodthirsty by nature, their eyes shooting out bursts of bloody light, their greedy-wolf-like gazes as if they saw prey. The man with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks spat in his palm, re-gripping the spear. A black light flashed, enveloping the spear, as he thrust it viciously towards the villagers.