In the dark night, Lin Fan hurried through the mountain forest. Since he discovered that there were surprisingly two sets of tracks in the forest, he became cautious. Besides Yun Qingyao and him, it seemed there was another person who had stepped into this forest tonight.

Seeing Li Xiangshui’s group get massacred in Kun City made Lin Fan wary. Li Xiangshui’s group was managing businesses for the Yun Sect, and suddenly annihilated, it’s hard to say it wasn’t related to the Yun Sect.

But Lin Fan wasn’t concerned about the Yun Sect’s affairs; he was concerned about Yun Qingyao because she was the one he brought back to Southern Yunnan. According to his original plan, he didn’t intend to harm Yun Qingyao, so he didn’t want to see her get hurt; this would interfere with his subsequent plans.

If there really is another person seeking the Yun Sect, then this individual might pose a threat to Yun Qingyao, which Lin Fan was unwilling to see.

However, fortunately, as Lin Fan continued tracking, he found that one of the tracks veered off course, meaning the other track ultimately did not head in the Yun Sect’s direction but strayed away.

Regardless of whether this person is seeking the Yun Sect, they are no longer on the path to it, indicating that this potential threat has been removed.

Lin Fan continued tracking Yun Qingyao’s trail forward, gradually becoming familiar with this route to the Yun Sect.

People are driven by profit, and this point is certainly true. Lin Fan discovered that the Yun Sect chose this route out of the mountains after careful selection because it has several characteristics. The first is that, compared to other places, this route is relatively easy to navigate. The mountain forest terrain itself is not easy to traverse, but driven by profit, the Yun Sect chose a route that is relatively easier to navigate. Just based on this point, Lin Fan knew he hadn’t taken the wrong path.

Tracking is actually a skillful task with techniques involved. Lin Fan, with top-notch insight, has made some minor conclusions through past practice.

Another characteristic of this route is safety. Of course, this is relative; along the way, Lin Fan hasn’t encountered any dangerous threats, and this route perfectly avoids all areas where large animals frequent.

Lin Fan believes there are large animals in this forest. On his way, he has found animal droppings, left by large animals when foraging. In fact, if this primitive forest didn’t have poisonous insects or fierce beasts, it would seem strange.

Based on these characteristics, Lin Fan knows he hasn’t gone astray.

This discovery made Lin Fan recall the other sets of tracks. If there really is another person seeking the Yun Sect, then this person might have strayed off course simply due to being lost. If this person knows how to track, they will eventually realize they’re lost.

Lin Fan can judge the correctness based on route characteristics; this person might also understand.

After discovering the route’s characteristics, Lin Fan felt reassured. Actually, deep forests are quite dangerous. Lin Fan has been cautious all along, paying attention to the surroundings, but after realizing this route was safe, he relaxed a bit.

However, Lin Fan was quickly slapped in the face.

Suddenly, he heard the roar of a wild beast. From the side, a herd of wild boars suddenly charged out, aiming straight at Lin Fan.

This wasn’t just one wild boar but a herd of at least ten or more. These wild boars seemed to have been frightened by something, attacking Lin Fan in a frenzy that felt more like revenge than hunting.

Fortunately, these wild boars were not particularly large, more like a group of newly matured small pigs, posing no real threat to Lin Fan.

Lin Fan ran away quickly, soon shaking off this herd of wild boars.

But before Lin Fan could catch his breath, he suddenly discovered disorderly footprints on the ground!

Not good!

A grim thought flashed in Lin Fan’s mind; since he encountered a wild boar attack, could Yun Qingyao also have faced a wild boar assault?

He could easily shake off the wild boars, but Yun Qingyao might not be able to. In fact, considering Yun Qingyao’s current state, facing such a herd of wild boar attacks, she stands zero chance of escaping.

Lin Fan was sure of this because he had sealed Yun Qingyao’s Dantian himself, which he knew perfectly well.

Ignoring the herd of wild boars chasing him from behind, Lin Fan immediately followed the disorderly footprints ahead. Soon, he saw a six hundred-pound Wild Boar King at a slope up front.

Without thinking, Lin Fan ran ahead at full speed.

Below the slope, amidst the chaos, was Yun Qingyao, leaning against a fallen dead tree, while the six hundred-pound Wild Boar King charged at her like a runaway, full-speed off-road vehicle.

If Yun Qingyao were hit, she would instantly perish, with no chance of survival. Even if Lin Fan had top-notch medical skill, he couldn’t save her because medicine only cures the living, not the dead.

As the Wild Boar King was on the verge of crashing into Yun Qingyao, at the critical moment, Lin Fan reached the back of the dead tree. He grabbed Yun Qingyao’s collar, pulling her up. Then Lin Fan held Yun Qingyao and rolled to the side.

Boom!

The six hundred-pound Wild Boar King couldn’t stop and collided with the dead tree, splitting the tree into pieces with its thick trunk flying apart. This scene wasn’t something one could witness just anytime. Even Lin Fan couldn’t help but exclaim in surprise.

Indeed, this scene was too astonishing.

What’s more terrifying is that after the Wild Boar King’s collision, it seemed entirely unharmed, as if the crash was nothing to it. It directly tunneled through the broken tree trunk, shaking its head violently to clear off the remaining wood chips, then turned its gaze toward Lin Fan and Yun Qingyao.

If earlier the Wild Boar King faced Yun Qingyao with the attitude of a cat playing with a mouse, from the moment Lin Fan rescued Yun Qingyao, the Wild Boar King grew angry.

At this point, you could clearly sense the Wild Boar King’s fury. Having missed its target, covered in wood chips, Lin Fan’s actions enraged it.

The Wild Boar King let out a resentful roar, mainly aimed at Lin Fan, its eyes seemingly spitting fire; its hooves crazily pawed the ground as if gathering strength, ready for the next attack.

At this moment, the previously attacking pack of newly matured wild boars had also reached the slope, overlooking the scene, raising their heads and screeching.

It must be said, this scene was indeed frightful—a six hundred-pound Wild Boar King leading a herd of boars into battle; this was nothing short of war.

Lin Fan couldn’t help but chuckle bitterly; he came to the Yun Sect without exchanging blows with its members, yet found himself in combat with a six hundred-pound Wild Boar King first.