Three days later, Thousand Blade Mountain.

The night of midsummer, North Peak.

"Pa!"

A hand gripped the edge of the cliff, fingertips faintly white from the strain.

The young man carried a charred hunting bow on his back, sweat soaking his whole body. He gritted his teeth tightly, using all the strength in his hands and arms to flip himself up over the cliff.

"Hah... hah..." Du Yu gasped for breath, having just climbed up the cliff, but with the steep terrain, he quickly slid down to sit.

As for climbing Thousand Blade Mountain again to subdue the Lynx Clan, Du Yu had no choice but to act soon.

He was already at Demon Tamer·Peak Stage. If he had another breakthrough, he wouldn't be able to enter Thousand Blade Mountain anymore.

Behind him, a giant claw silently landed on the edge of the cliff, soundless.

Right after, a huge head slowly appeared, its ferocious gaze sweeping over the mountain peak.

Lynxes,

Your Desert Monarch has returned!

Compared to Du Yu, who was exhausted like a dead dog, the Desolate Silver Lynx moved with elegance.

That massive body was both supple and light, landing nimbly on the mountain peak, then leaping gracefully.

Du Yu only felt a giant beast pounce—it was like being swarmed by a mountain!

She gently pressed her paw on Du Yu's chest, stopping her master's slide down the slope.

However, most of the Desolate Silver Lynx's attention wasn't on Du Yu at all.

She surveyed her surroundings with great displeasure, and the violent energy in her eyes only grew fiercer.

This climb to North Peak, the Desolate Silver Lynx had kept things quiet and low-key.

The night was silent. She was like a silent assassin, sneaking up to the summit and slipping into the old lair of the Desert Lynx Clan with ease.

And that was where the real problem lay!

Why weren't there even any tribe members on night watch or sentry duty?

Looks like life on North Peak has gotten too comfortable—the Desert Lynx Clan has fallen this far!

"Rrr..."—an extremely rare, hair-raising growl rumbled from the Desolate Silver Lynx's throat, as she could no longer suppress her fury.

Poor Du Yu was still pinned under her giant paw.

Barely conscious with rage, the Desolate Silver Lynx unconsciously exerted force, making Du Yu's chest feel even tighter. Even his Demon Breath Battle Robe creaked under the pressure.

"Foolish Monarch." Du Yu, panting for breath, patted her paw.

"Mm." The Desolate Silver Lynx came to her senses and eased her paw a little.

"Hah..." Du Yu took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.

Every time he climbed North Peak, he felt like his skin had been flayed off.

This was truly a hell-level test of physical strength, endurance, willpower, and so on!

Yet the physical capabilities of humans couldn't compare to demon beasts at all.

Du Yu was nearly exhausted to stupidity, but look at the Desolate Silver Lynx—perfectly fine, even had energy to get angry~

But honestly, with the physical stats of a Demon Tamer·Peak Stage, wanting to get to the summit in one go really was pushing the body to its limits.

Especially climbing deep into the night this time!

Even though the Desolate Silver Lynx and Tai Sui God were at his side, Du Yu couldn't help but worry, scared that some starving demon beast might come hunting... Huh?

Suddenly, Du Yu remembered something and whispered, "Baojun, go check on Little Tai Sui. Where is he on the climb?"

"Mm." After making sure Du Yu was lying steadily on the incline, the Desolate Silver Lynx turned and darted off.

She had just taken a step out when she saw a bamboo pole propped at the edge of the cliff.

Next, an ascetic monk, wearing a bamboo leaf conical hat, climbed to the summit with steady, nimble movements.

Don't be fooled by Tai Sui's chubby, round, and furry appearance.

But in terms of all attributes, the Celestial Level·Minor Achievement Little Tai Sui could easily leave Du Yu in the dust!

With his experience from summiting before, this time Tai Sui didn't transform into a black and white fur ball and roll down the slope.

Holding a bamboo stick in his hand, he treaded carefully down the incline, arriving beside his dead dog–like master and softly called out, "Ying~"

"No need for Tai Sui Bamboo." Du Yu shook his head, and a flame rune drifted from his palm.

The mysterious symbol λ suddenly grew bigger and became tangible.

Du Yu used the symbol as a handrail, leaning on λ as he hauled himself up with difficulty, "Let's go check on Baojun together—look how angry she is."

Little Tai Sui glanced timidly at Sister Baojun, feeling a bit nervous inside too...

A Spirit Level Peak fierce beast—such terrifying pressure, such monstrous aura!

Little Tai Sui's reaction was already pretty good; if it were any other demon beast, they would probably have pissed their pants out of fear.

Hm...if wild demon beasts even wore pants.

"How do you feel? Any sign of advancing to the Great Success Stage?" Du Yu waved away the symbol, leaning on Little Tai Sui's head for support.

The chubby ball stood a meter tall, just up to Du Yu's waist—perfect as a handrail.

"Ying!" Little Tai Sui nodded vigorously.

Every climb of Thousand Blade Mountain was not only grueling training, but a huge boost to confidence and self-belief.

"Oh? You're ready anytime?" Du Yu was glad at heart.

Master Qing had ordered that only Tai Sui could be used for the final exam.

It's already July 10th—just a few more days, and Du Yu and his Little Tai Sui would have to hand in their answer sheet to the world.

If Tai Sui could break through before the assessment, it'd be a great guarantee for that report card.

And so, Tai Sui leaning on his bamboo stick, Du Yu leaning on Tai Sui—the man and the bear chatted softly as they stepped toward the Sandstone Fruit Tree at the mountain peak's center.

As the man and two beasts drew closer step by step, Baojun couldn't suppress herself any longer and darted out!

"Rrr?"

"Hiss..." In that instant, wild beast calls echoed across the summit!

Beneath the brilliant Milky Way, in the blazing heat of summer.

The Desert Lynxes had been resting lazily, cooling off in the darkness.

But now, with a streak of silver light crashing in, the Desert Lynxes no longer needed to cool off—nor did summer feel hot to them anymore.

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