The Exalted Warrior novel Chapter 2051

“I plan to earn two hundred points this round. If not, it’s not worthwhile to come on this trip.”

Nash suddenly felt he was making a big fuss out of nothing. After all, it was Fane’s first time here so it was no surprise if things happened unexpectedly. “Maybe you should have brought a local with you. It was not a good idea for you to come here alone,” he said grudgingly.

Fane put away the map and said, “I’ll do that next time. In any case, let’s stay here a few more days and kill as many monsters as we can. We can always head back when it gets too tough for us.”

Fane had always been firm in his decisions so Nash gave up trying to persuade him.

Four days passed. One mile away from the cave where they were staying, Fane was staring at a red-eyed white lion’s corpse, lost in thought and as always, Nash was standing beside him.

The red-eyed white lion was not strong; it was only in the initial stage of the innate level, but their location was even more remote than Fane's previous location where he killed the Frost Wolf. It was so remote that they were nearly out of the Mount Beasts.

Fane furrowed his brow and said, “This is the fifth initial stage of the innate level monster I’ve killed.” His face gradually became frightening to look at. Since it was his first time entering Mount Beasts, he had no reference to what was or was not normal. He did not know if the situation there was as it is or if a sudden change caused the initial stage of the innate level monsters to begin to wander more outskirt.

For the past few days, to be on the safe side, he had only been wandering near the cave, hoping to kill a few more acquired level monsters. Instead, he came across four innate level monsters, two in the intermediate stage and two in the initial stage. Fortunately, they were all alone. There was no doubt Fane would have run away if they were in groups.

Fane raised his head and smiled bitterly. “Maybe it’s just our rotten luck to have bumped into something weird here.”

Nash did not know what to say to that. Fane sighed and cut the conversation short. He squat down and took out the tools he frequently used from his storage ring.

Suddenly, hurried footsteps sounded from somewhere far away. It was so sudden that it made both Nash and Fane spontaneously looked over in the direction of the sound. Fane instinctively took out his black daggers from the storage ring and clenched it tightly in his hand.