The Supreme God of Martial Arts novel Chapter 40

The demon dogs were very cunning as they fought their enemies. Instead of going all-out from the outset, they preferred to round up their foes in small groups.

And when their enemies were finally exhausted, they would finish them off.

Like a cat that would always torture a mouse before eating it, demon dogs enjoyed watching their enemies struggling while helpless and desperate until they died.

It was particularly enjoyable for these two demon dogs to see their prey in such a vulnerable position. It was a lot of fun for them to play the game before devouring the prey.

They knew the young man had been running for a long time and was now worn out. At this point, he was yearning to sit down and rest.

However, like two ghosts, the demon dogs relentlessly hunted him down.

The man was aware of the demon dogs' notorious habit. The thought of being tortured before his hunters finally devoured him made him sigh loudly. 'How could I have been so unlucky to run into these two devils?' he thought to himself.

The dogs were getting closer, yet no one had still shown up to rescue him. It looked as if he would end up as their meal.

With nothing to lose, he called out, "Hey, buddies! Don't you think it's better to make friends than enemies? Since fate brought us together, how about we become friends?"

Trying to be friendly, he offered the bag of magic herbs he collected from the mountain. "It includes several Ganoderma lucidum that took a thousand years to grow. There's also dragon-shaped dates produced every five hundred years. All are incredible natural gems, and I spent a great deal of effort to pick them. If you let me go, I will give all of them to you..." he trailed off.

"Hey, are you listening? Why are you still chasing me?" he hollered.

With no one coming to his rescue, the young man had to negotiate with the demon dogs to survive.

It surprised Austin to hear the young man rambling even as he was stumbling forward to escape.

"Whoops!" the young man cried out.

He fell on the ground and rolled over several feet. Austin saw that he had tripped over the root of a tree due to sheer exhaustion which caused him to fall.

Assuming their prey was finally worn out, the demon dogs moved faster. They jumped a few times at extremely high speeds and blocked the young man's way, with one in front of him, the other behind.

They bared their white fangs while their ferocious eyes gleamed in mockery. It seemed they were near the end of this game.

The young man knew things were really bad, so no longer concerned if the dogs were going to pick up the treasure bag he laid on the ground, he immediately stood up and brought out a dagger from his pocket. Horrified, he stammered, "Don't come near me!"

Sweat beaded on his forehead, and he could feel his heart thudding.

He turned pale at the sickening smell of demon dogs.

The dogs gave a guttural growl as the hairs at the back of their neck rose before they jumped towards the young man, like two beams of light.

The young man closed his eyes and inhaled deeply. 'If not for the magic herbs, I wouldn't die here, ' he rued.

He had just reached level four of the Energy Gathering Realm, so his vital energy at this level was not stable yet. And currently, the skills he was practicing were all grade one.

It was out of greed that he came to Beast Mountain to pick the magic herbs, putting his life at risk, in the hopes of making a small fortune.

Since he lacked the competence for this undertaking, no one wanted to join him, so he came alone.

In contrast, the demon dogs were already tier one, so he was no match for them at all.

"Bang! Ahhh-woooh!"

The sounds were terrifying and it sounded ominous.

But instead of feeling searing pain, the young man heard abnormal noises nearby.

When he opened his eyes again, he found the demon dogs never touched him at all. A young man garbed in gray with a long sword in one hand stood before one of the demon dogs. Blood dripped from his sword.

The other demon dog lay on the ground not far away, with blood pouring out of a hole in its throat. Its limbs twitched as it breathed heavily. It could no longer make any sound, and from the looks of things, it was going to die soon.