After Fishing For 10 Years, I Became A Saint Without Knowing How To Raise Beasts

The old man from the artifact spirit race finally understood the current situation.

He finally understood why the two of them were saying such things to him. The other powerful races were definitely doing the same thing!

They were all threatening the smaller races to snatch their resources!

They knew how much effort it took for a small race to nurture someone strong enough to participate in the hunt. Those small races would definitely not be willing to let their precious geniuses die during the hunt.

Therefore, even if they were asked for large sums of resources, they could only grit their teeth and accept it. This was the way of the world, not just in the hunt, but out there as well.

The old man could already see that many other members of the smaller races were paying up with depressed expressions.

They did not have that much money on hand, but that was not a problem.

They would just write up a contract, which they would bring over to the race's territory once the hunt ended.

There was no way to avoid payment. After all, a small race had no way of resisting a larger race. Furthermore, because of the contract, none of the other myriad races would take their side. After all, it was the race's own decision to participate in the hunt.

The murloc issued his final offer.

"We're very kind!"

"We also have another option for you to choose from!"

"This option is even better!"

"As long as you pay more than we ask, we'll waive the debt contract if your participant dies!"

"Only if your participant survives will you need to pay us."

"After all, resources are just worldly possessions. It's not an easy task to nurture a genius, right?"

"My old friend from the artifact spirit race, don't you agree?"

After he finished.

The murloc looked at the clock on the wall and said, "It's 2:03 in the afternoon now. I'll wait for five minutes. If you don't give us an answer by 2:08pm, then we can only assume that you don't want to be friends with us, and will have to issue the order to kill Sword Heart."

"I'll give you an additional reminder."

"This is in line with the rules of the hunt."

"Hahahaha!"

The old man's face turned completely black.

His fists were clenched tightly.

He knelt on the ground.

His eyes were listless as he stared blankly at the ground.

He had no idea what to do.

He had never thought that people would interfere with the hunt in this manner.

Why had no one mentioned it before?

Why did none of the victims say anything about this?

Could it be that such a thing was new?

No.

That was impossible. This was definitely not the first time something like this had happened.

The only explanation was that the races that had suffered such unfair treatment did not have the guts to tell the other races about it!

Not to mention, they could not just let their race suffer. The other smaller races had to suffer as well. Only then would it be fair!

The powerful races were not afraid of these small races taking revenge anyway. To them, these small races were nobodies.

What was there to be afraid of?

Hahahaha!

…

The Black Mountains covered an area of 1,000 kilometers, which could easily be traversed within a short time by a first-grade Dao realm cultivator, which was what Sword Heart was doing now.

Initially, she had tried to conceal her aura in an attempt to hide herself so that she could escape. However, when it became obvious that it would not work, she no longer suppressed her aura. Instead, she deliberately made her aura even stronger so that all of the other participants within a 1,000-kilometer radius could sense her location. Her only purpose was to get more people involved in the battle so that she could escape in the chaos, at least temporarily.

In the end, although Sword Heart did this, no one dared to show themselves at this time.

Yu Shengyun of the angel race and the others could sense it.

Although they could sense Sword Heart's aura, only three days had passed since the start of the hunt.

They did not need to do anything so reckless so soon. In addition, Sword Heart was exhibiting unusual behavior, so it was better not to get involved in this matter.

They were all watching the show.

Only three days had passed!

Was a first-grade Dao realm participant going to die just like that?

Hahaha!

Some of the weaker myriad races were already sniggering to themselves. To them, the more powerful individuals died, the better. They would then have a better chance of obtaining beacons.

Sword Heart saw that her efforts were fruitless.

Since that was the case...

She finally knew what she should do next.

They were definitely threatening the old man outside.

She would tell them then…

That the artifact spirit race would never compromise!

Her plan was already in place.

She was going to bring them to the lake. There, she would not be the only one out in the open, they would be too!

All she wanted to do was kill one person. As long as she could drag one of them down with her, she would be satisfied.

After all, she only had four years to live. Even if she died, it was worthwhile.

However, at this moment, she suddenly realized that she was seeing something unbelievable.

How could there be a person fishing here?

Oh my God!

Sword Heart had just arrived at the edge of the lake and, at this time, could already sense that there was a person fishing at the edge of the lake.

What kind of person was this?

Was he actually fishing during the hunt?

What was he thinking?

How did his brain work?

Sword Heart did not know whether to laugh or cry. She had no choice but to communicate with this person before the battle.

When she reached Yuchi, she landed and stabilized her body.

She quickly urged, "Please leave this place quickly!"

"A great battle is about to break out here. If you don't leave, you might be caught up in it and die."