Fan Zhou’s mind was in chaos, and he instinctively kept placing water balls into the white wolf’s mouth.

the white wolf’s body twitched intermittently; clearly, even in a coma, the white wolf could still sense pain.

the white wolf was always good at enduring pain, but now, in this state of unconsciousness, he was still in such agony. Fan Zhou had no idea what kind of extreme pain he had endured.

Fan Zhou could only be gentler with his movements.

But this did bring Fan Zhou some comfort, as the body was still reacting, meaning there was still life in it…

His face was tense, and aside from feeding the white wolf the water balls, he didn’t know what else he could do.

Every pore of the white wolf seemed to ooze blood. The originally smooth fur had turned into glaring red, sticking together in clumps.

How did this happen?

Why had the white wolf’s body suddenly fallen apart like this?

It really seemed like he had cultivated some divine power, and it was now backfiring due to excessive cultivation…

But the white wolf never practiced any divine arts.

There was no such thing as divine power in this beast world!

Even if there was, the white wolf wouldn’t practice it. The beast spirit flowers Fan Zhou had given him had already begun to bud, and the white wolf’s injured leg was expected to recover. He was always very careful with his left leg, using a cane when walking.

the white wolf was eagerly waiting for the beast spirit flowers to bloom. Even if there was divine power, he wouldn’t bother with it.

So, why had the white wolf become like this…

And why had he suddenly appeared here?

There were beast spirit flowers in the cave. Ever since the Bao Su incident, the white wolf had rarely gone out, worried that the beast spirit flowers might be lost.

Today, he wasn’t around, and the white wolf wouldn’t have gone out on his own.

…

Fan Zhou couldn’t make sense of it, so he continued feeding the white wolf the spiritual spring water. Fortunately, the white wolf’s breathing was still steady, and the worst had not happened.

While he anxiously waited, Lang Tian arrived with several beastmen.

He didn’t stop feeding the water balls.

Though he knew the white wolf had become an important figure in the beast world in his past life, Fan Zhou didn’t dare to take chances.

His ability worked on beast spirit flowers, so it would definitely work on the white wolf as well.

With the white wolf in such a state, he couldn’t stop.

If his abilities were discovered, so be it. the white wolf’s life was more important.

The beastmen stared at the water balls in Fan Zhou’s hands, wide-eyed, not even noticing the tragic state of Feng Xun.

“Tu Zhou, why do you have water balls in your hand?” they asked.

“I don’t know how it happened. Once, when I was gathering firewood outside, I was very thirsty, but there was no water source nearby. Suddenly, I found I could make water in my hand,” Fan Zhou explained, using the story he had prepared to calm down Xiong Jing.

After speaking, he glanced at the beastmen in front of him, feeling a little nervous.

He wasn’t afraid of how they would treat him; he was just worried that if they thought he was a monster and tried to hurt him, it would affect him feeding the white wolf the water balls!

But the beastmen probably didn’t have the concept of “monsters”…

“Wow!” Mao Yu squatted on the ground, holding her front paws together, gazing at Fan Zhou with sparkling eyes. “So you can have water to drink anytime, anywhere, and even take a bath. That’s so amazing!”

When hunting outside, if they got thirsty or dirty, they had to find a water source.

Tu Zhou’s water balls were a real gem!

Lang Tian also looked at Fan Zhou’s hands, envious. “Tu Zhou, watering the seeds will be so convenient for you now.”

It was like having a natural spring!

“Yes, yes, watering grass seeds is so tiring, more exhausting than hunting. It’s such a hassle. Tu Zhou, think about how you got this ability. Can you teach us?” the other beastmen said, some modestly admiring him while others were openly coveting the ability.

This power was so useful! The beast gods were so kind to Tu Zhou.

Fan Zhou didn’t expect the beastmen to react this way, feeling complicated. But at the same time, he was relieved.

Luckily, this was the beast world, and the beastmen were simple.

He forced a smile and didn’t answer their questions, instead asking, “Chief, do you know why Lang Xun ended up like this? Wasn’t he in the cave?”

“About that…” Lang Tian scratched his head, confused, and then detailed the events: “He suddenly disappeared, we all saw it, but never expected he would get so badly hurt.”

Fan Zhou had guessed a lot earlier, but he never expected the truth to be like this. His heart clenched, and he looked at the white wolf lying on the ground in disbelief.

He had come to save him, which was why he had turned out like this…

His lips tightened, and his eyes turned a little red.

Idiot.

He was still limping.

He was usually so careful, always fearing his left leg wouldn’t heal completely.

And other beastmen had already rushed to save him.

But for him, all that was forgotten. He only had one thought: save him…

“Tu Zhou, don’t worry too much. Xiong Jing will be back soon. Lang Xun will be fine,” Mao Yu spoke up, sensing Fan Zhou’s distress and trying to comfort him.

The other beastmen also spoke out.

Although the white wolf looked really tragic, if it were any other beastman, they would have died from such injuries long ago.

But the white wolf was still breathing!

Fan Zhou didn’t speak. His mood was heavy as he silently continued feeding the water balls.

Lang Tian couldn’t help it, so he looked around and found the three culprits, Hu Sheng and his companions, unconscious. He went over and bound them up.

Feng Xun hadn’t killed them; he had only knocked them unconscious.

These three beastmen were strong, but now they were prisoners of their tribe. The Axe Tribe would definitely not dare to provoke them anymore.

The sky slowly darkened.

But Xiong Jing was still nowhere to be seen.

While Fan Zhou anxiously speculated, Xiong Jing finally returned.

She had a beast skin bag tied to her back, with a shallow red claw mark on her stomach, like a wound.

“Xiong Jing! You’re hurt?” Mao Yu rushed over, helping her untie the beast skin bag and asking with concern.

“Give… give the beast spirit flower to Lang Xun,” Xiong Jing panted as she spoke, then sat down heavily on the ground, too exhausted to say another word.

Mao Yu quickly grabbed the beast-skin bag and ran over to Fan Zhou, who opened it. Inside were the nearly fully bloomed beast spirit flower, thirteen other flowers with buds, and two hard nuts.

Fan Zhou had planted fourteen beast spirit flowers in total, and Xiong Jing had dug them all up.

The beastmen were dumbfounded. So many beast spirit flowers?!

Fan Zhou didn’t have time to praise Xiong Jing for her attention to detail. He quickly took the blooming flower and pried open the white wolf’s mouth, placing it inside.

The beast spirit flower immediately turned into water and flowed into the white wolf’s throat.

Fan Zhou placed another flower with a bud into the white wolf’s mouth.

He fed him eight flowers in a row and was about to feed the ninth when the white wolf finally opened his eyes. His pupils were glistening with a faint sheen, and the bitter taste in his mouth nearly overwhelmed the pain in his body!

But he pulled the corner of his mouth, wanting to smile.

“Eat.” Before he could say anything, a peeled hard nut was shoved into his mouth.

His tongue touched the sweetness of the hard nut, and he stopped talking, instinctively starting to eat the fruit.

No beastman could bear the bitterness of the beast spirit flower, and neither could he.

Hearing the crunching sounds of him chewing, Fan Zhou felt the tension in his throat ease a little.

Taking advantage of the fact that the white wolf wasn’t speaking, he used spiritual spring water to wash the white wolf’s abdomen.

The bloodstains were washed away, revealing clean white fur, and as the white wolf finished chewing the hard nut, no fresh blood came out.

The bleeding stopped.

Fan Zhou’s heart settled a little, and he shoved the remaining hard nut into the white wolf’s mouth.

Actually, Feng Xun had already started to recover a little.

But he was still in pain, and one hard nut couldn’t stop it.

So he kept chewing the hard nut, but his dark eyes stayed fixed on Fan Zhou, watching him intently.

“Eat quickly. After you finish, stand up and walk around to see if anything feels off,” Fan Zhou said softly.

the white wolf muttered a weak “okay,” but his eyes were still fixed on him.

Fan Zhou thought the white wolf must have been scared and said, “I’m fine, really, nothing’s wrong. You were amazing. You knocked those three out with a single move.”

As soon as he said that, the white wolf raised his head proudly. Yes, he remembered everything that had happened before he fainted.

He was much faster now.

Even though he limped on one leg, he was still the fastest man on the beast continent!

Feng Xun’s furry face was covered in blood, and there was no clear emotion, but the other beastmen all knew he was feeling proud.

He had the right to be proud.

“Lang Xun, how did you run so fast?”

“Faster than any beastman I’ve ever seen, you disappeared in the blink of an eye.”

“You’re amazing.”

…

While everyone was confused and complimenting him, Feng Xun slowly chewed his hard nut.

He only knew he ran fast, but he didn’t know he was so fast that no trace was left, as if he had disappeared.

He really was amazing.

They should keep praising him.

He loved it.

More importantly, he wanted the rabbit to know just how amazing he was.

Fan Zhou watched the white wolf’s proud look and almost laughed, but more than that, he was relieved. For the first time, he silently prayed to the Beast God.

Thank you, Beast God, for bringing Lang Xun back to life.

After finishing the second hard nut, the bitter taste in the white wolf’s mouth was finally subdued, but he still felt some pain.

It wasn’t too bad, he could endure it.

He stood up slowly and walked a few steps, and other than the pain, he didn’t feel anything unusual.

But he felt much stronger than before.

Much stronger.

However, the lingering pain reminded him that only when the beast spirit flowers bloomed again could he push himself to run.

The one flower that had bloomed had already been eaten. If he started bleeding again, he would have no chance of survival.

He wouldn’t be reckless.

He glanced at Fan Zhou, his gaze gentle.

Although it had hurt terribly earlier, he realized something: he couldn’t live without the rabbit.

When he woke up from the coma and saw the rabbit right away, even though the bitter taste of the beast spirit flower was making him tremble, he still wanted to smile.

He didn’t want to leave the rabbit.

Feng Xun was fine, and the beastmen breathed a sigh of relief before preparing to return to the tribe.

It was dark now, and they still hadn’t had dinner. They were so hungry.

Moreover, Xiong Jing had a wound on her stomach!

“Bao Su tried to steal the beast spirit flowers and was caught by Song Li. He fought with Song Li and tried to forcefully take the flowers. Luckily, I returned in time, and I had a fight with him before coming back late,” Xiong Jing angrily explained.

“What?! He tried to steal the beast spirit flowers!”

Mao Yu exploded in anger.

Other beastmen were also furious. Bao Su had gone too far. While Tu Zhou was captured and Lang Xun went to rescue him, Bao Su had sneaked into their cave to steal the beast spirit flowers!

“Where is he now? We can’t let him stay in the tribe,” Lang Tian was furious.

“He ran. Several beastmen went after him, and he probably won’t dare to return to the tribe now.”

Xiong Jing said.

The beastmen sent back earlier were just a bit slower than Xiong Jing, but not by much.

When those beastmen returned, Bao Su knew he couldn’t win and ran.

Bao Su was still strong, and once he decided to run, the beastmen couldn’t stop him.

Fan Zhou felt regretful. He had let that scoundrel leopard escape. He got off too easily.