"Move!" Just as they were about to be led away, a flash of white zipped past, and the man holding Zhou You had a large chunk of his neck bitten off. Blood sprayed everywhere, and he screamed, collapsing to the ground.

"This isn't good!" Everyone was startled by this sudden turn of events. Zhou You recalled that the little white tiger was still in the car; he had assumed it was sedated. He hadn't expected it to leap out to his rescue.

Chapter 036: Villains Often Perish Due to Excessive Talk

With a hint of resignation, Zhou You opened his eyes to see four men gazing at the little white tiger in a mix of fear and excitement. The leading disciple's face dripped with greed. "It's a Flying Sky White Tiger cub! Quick! Capture it!"

Tossing Shao Qi aside, the allure of the young man was easily forgotten. Handsome men might be plentiful, but a cub of the Flying Sky White Tiger was a rare prize.

The little tiger spat out the chunk of flesh from its mouth, baring its blood-streaked teeth at them. Its baby teeth had only just started to grow, yet their bite packed an unexpected power.

"Haha, it's just a cub. Otherwise, we might not have been able to handle it. Attack!"

Silently, Zhou You took out a dagger crafted from a wild boar's tusk and lunged at the nearest intruder. Seizing the moment of surprise, he slit the man's throat.

His move halted the other three. One of them, distracted, was bitten by the tiger cub, which flung him away with a shake of its head.

"Well done, Xiao Bai!" Only now did Zhou You fully appreciate the strength of a Flying Sky White Tiger cub. It was tiny yet capable of facing off against seasoned warriors. Its potential when fully grown was unimaginable.

With two of their comrades dead and another injured, the leading disciple fumed with anger. "You two are courting death!"

Zhou You retorted, "You dare to sneak up on Zhou Ye, the grand master who hunts high-level mutant beasts and breaks your damn master's formation? Do you think that paltry trick could faze me?"

Zhou You couldn't let them escape. They had seen Xiao Bai. Given they recognized its breed, they wouldn't easily give up.

Of the remaining, one was the lead disciple and the other a man with blonde hair, wearing a half-mask—evidently the strongest of the lot.

Without hesitation, the two split up—one charged at Zhou You while the other pursued Xiao Bai. The young tiger, inexperienced as it was, couldn’t confront them directly, so it fled.

Using its agility, Xiao Bai led the masked man on a chase. Seeing this, Zhou You breathed a sigh of relief, focusing on the formidable disciple before him.

As Wei Master's chief disciple, Xiong Yi was genuinely capable. Nearly achieving the rank of a martial general, his skills were pivotal to the rapid expansion of the Tian Shen cult. After all, the Wei Master wouldn't personally recruit followers—it was up to his seven disciples.

Drawing a dagger from his belt, he beckoned Zhou You with a smirk. Zhou You, wielding a bone knife, lunged forward. Their swift exchanges left Zhou You’s blade notched and darkened.

"Heh, I see your weapon is crafted from a wild boar's tusk. Such a beast is a mere low-level mutant. A weapon like that would be discarded on the streets. Don't flaunt if you can't back it up; it'll backfire," Xiong Yi taunted.

Zhou You shot back, "You sure talk a lot. Most villains meet their end because they can't shut up."

Zhou You moved in again. Thinking he had Zhou You's measure, Xiong Yi calmly responded, surrounded by a thick, black mist. Zhou You knew better than to get too close. As he pulled back, Xiong Yi chuckled, presuming Zhou You feared his enigmatic haze.

Zhou You inquired, "What kind of martial art is that? When I was in the cave, I felt its eerie nature. What sinister technique does your master practice?" While he spoke, he subtly guided his feathered daggers closer to Xiong Yi, drawing his attention.

"I'll tell you when you're dead! Our sect has a secret method of turning bodies into undead slaves. Given how handsome you are, why not become my undead pet?"

"What a repulsive idea. Such practices are the kind that are condemned in tales and films."

"Overconfident!" Xiong Yi retorted. Extending his dagger-wielding hand, dark mist gathered around his arm, swirling like a living shadow snake, lunging straight at Zhou You.

"I was thinking the same!" Zhou You released his internal energy, which shone gold and enveloped him. The dark mist vanished instantly upon contact. Only then did Xiong Yi truly acknowledge his opponent.

But it was too late. Zhou You directed his feathered daggers towards several vital points on Xiong Yi.

"Watch out, Elder Brother!" the masked man shouted, rushing over after leaving the white tiger cub. The confined space limited movement. Xiong Yi, sensing the threat, shifted right to dodge. He might have avoided at least half the darts, but the masked man's interference sent him right into the path of the projectiles. They precisely pierced major acupoints, making him resemble a porcupine.

"Third junior... you..."

The masked man, laughing, grabbed his arm, striking his core energy center with a palm and whispered, "Safe journey, Elder Brother. The white tiger cub is now solely mine."

Zhou You was well-acquainted with human vital points. With his energy-infused darts, Xiong Yi's life force surged erratically. Combined with the devastating palm strike, it wasn't long before blood seeped from his every orifice.

"Qiu Zihao! You... You dare harm our Elder Brother! The master will not spare you," cried an injured disciple from the corner.

Qiu Zihao coldly glared at him. "Did you think I didn't see through your act? Pretending to be severely injured when you're barely scratched. Were you hoping to swoop in at the last moment?"

Zhou You, bemused by the scene, remarked, "My friend, perhaps you've forgotten the battle isn't won yet. Why the infighting?"