Kent was stunned. Everything was fine just a moment ago, so why was she angry again? Women are terrifying.
He couldn't help but feel relieved that he never had a romantic relationship in his past life; otherwise, he would've been tortured to death by the woman. It's just so hard to figure them out—one moment they're sunny, the next they're stormy. It's like trying to predict the weather, unpredictable and baffling.
"I... did I do something wrong?" he asked, his eyes innocent, speaking weakly.
"You didn't do anything wrong," Zhao Mengxi snapped. "You just don't deserve a girlfriend."
"No, wait, you don't deserve to be human!" Zhao Mengxi spat, her tone filled with disgust. "Heaven and earth, how could someone like you exist? It's an insult to intelligent life!"
Kent finally understood. Zhao Mengxi was scolding him, and her words were filled with deep resentment. It was as though she loathed him to the bone.
A chill ran down his neck, and he felt an overwhelming urge to escape. He was just about to jump down.
Suddenly, a soft hand grabbed him, and Zhao Mengxi looked at him with a complex expression, full of disappointment and despair.
Kent was horrified. "That's it—she's going to kill me! If I don't run now, I'll never get out of here. There won't even be anyone left to collect my body... how tragic."
He thought to himself, although he might not be weaker than her in terms of strength, he had never fought a woman before. As for the incident during the Beast Master competition with Wang Caocao, that wasn't him but Garfield who made the move.
So, the first thing on his mind was to escape.
Yes, escape—quickly.
He immediately tried to break free, preparing to jump, even though they were still two hundred meters off the ground. It didn't matter; who knew what kind of cruel methods this madwoman might use to torture him? Kent would rather die quickly than face humiliation before death.
"Zhao Mengxi, let's talk this out. Things aren't beyond saving yet. Don't kill me, okay?" He said as he was about to leap off.
Zhao Mengxi froze. What was this? Kill him? Was he losing his mind? Did he forget his lines and confuse a confession for some murder script?
"Kent, what's wrong with you? Kill you? What are you talking about? I just wanted to ask—since you wrote me love letters before, did you ever truly like me?" Zhao Mengxi's face turned bright red, and her voice became so soft it was barely a whisper.
Kent was equally stunned. Wasn't she trying to kill me just now? Why is she asking this now?
He suddenly realized what had happened, and his face lit up with joy. Was this... a hint? No, it wasn't just a hint; it was practically an outright confession!
His heart raced uncontrollably, and he nervously stammered, "I... I definitely... I definitely liked you..."
Just then, a loud sneeze interrupted everything.
Zhao Mengxi, embarrassed, pinched her clothes and huffed, summoning her little wyvern before flying off, not even sparing him a glance.
Kent stood frozen, confused. "Did I do something wrong again?"
No, he thought, he didn't.
He carefully reviewed everything in his mind but couldn't pinpoint any mistake.
"Women are really the strangest creatures in the world," Kent muttered to himself. "Completely illogical, completely unpredictable, completely unreasonable, like an alien species…"
He repeated "completely" eighteen times, trying to ease the inexplicable frustration building inside him.
Fortunately, Kent didn't dwell on it too long. He wasn't someone who held grudges. He quickly shook off his annoyance, took out two Long Yuan fruits, and started happily eating with Wukong, each of them holding one.
Meanwhile, Zhao Mengxi, watching from a distance, fumed in frustration. Upon seeing Kent and Wukong devour the fruits, she nearly exploded with rage. It seemed that one fruit wasn't enough, and they proceeded to eat several more, their bellies now full, lying lazily against a tree trunk, content.
That night, their homeroom teacher, Mr. Eight God, waited for Kent to return, but Kent never showed up. Worried, Mr. Eight God almost went out to search for him. However, Zhao Mengxi stopped him, her face full of anger.
"Teacher, don't worry about that heartless guy. He's fine. Right now, he's happily sleeping in the Lover's Blossom Tree with his Beast," she said, her voice dripping with annoyance.
By the third day in the secret realm, Kent woke up, realizing he was still lying on the tree. Panic set in. When he went back to the campsite, he discovered that everyone had already left. He had no choice but to follow the trail they left behind.
Suddenly, he heard a faint hissing sound.
His ears perked up, and he immediately became alert. He recalled the dangerous creature of the Cowhorn Mountain secret realm—the Knife-scaled Blood Snake.
The Knife-scaled Blood Snake was a small, blood-sucking serpent, but with three heads and six claws. Its scales were like sharp blades, offering both offensive and defensive capabilities.
"I didn't expect there would still be danger lurking around," Kent muttered to himself. Although the Snow Bull was the most powerful creature in the secret realm, the Knife-scaled Blood Snake often preyed on it, making it one of the deadliest creatures.
He immediately stored Wukong in his Beastmaster bracelet and leaped twenty meters into the air, starting to run for his life.
However, the moment he moved, he inadvertently startled the Blood Snake, which was in hunting mode, and the creature revealed itself.
A massive snake, as thick as a telephone pole, with green blade-like scales, lunged out from a tree. Kent's heart sank as he saw the terrifying sight.
The snake had three heads—each one triangular. The two smaller heads blew either icy cold winds or scorching hot gusts.
But that wasn't even the strangest thing. The snake had six legs that resembled webbed frog feet, and the membrane between its toes allowed it to fly.
Kent's face turned pale. His hands trembled as he pulled out a distress flare and shot it into the sky, then fled without looking back.
The creature was much larger than its kin, and after scanning its attributes, Kent realized there was no chance of fighting back.
Creature Name: Knife-scaled Blood Snake
Creature Rank: Golden Intermediate
Creature Level: 45 (Lord-level)
Abilities:
Brief flight capability.Camouflage with color-shifting scales.Can release freezing winds that turn objects to ice sculptures, or scorching winds that melt anything.The central head spits toxic venom.Its scales are sharp enough to defend and launch razor-sharp blades, causing massive damage.
Kent was truly terrified. This creature wasn't just powerful—it was horrifying.
"I can't run in that direction," he suddenly realized.
This Knife-scaled Blood Snake was even more formidable than the Wild Giant Bear. With the complex terrain here, there was no way to kill it. If Kent ran uphill, he might accidentally lead the teachers or students into danger.
After realizing this, Kent made a quick decision to turn around and run downhill. He would try to lead the mercenaries stationed in the area to deal with the creature.