The dead are gone, but the living must continue to live.

With Jiang Cheng's help, Yanran buried the bodies of those elders together. She had lived with them for so many years, they treated her like a granddaughter, asked about her well-being daily, and if it weren't for them raising her, she might not even exist today. Thinking of this, tears streamed down her face.

After sorting out the necessary items, they left the cave. Besides adding to Yanran's sadness, it had no other significance.

Even though she looked back every few steps, the campsite slowly disappeared from Yanran's view.

Jiang Cheng, using his special sensory abilities, began tracking the killer's trail.

The monster's distinctive smell was clear at first, but as time passed, it began to fade, especially after it rained, making it increasingly hard to detect.

Yanran remained silent along the way. Whenever they stopped, she would make arrow after arrow, and Jiang Cheng could see her hatred for that monster.

That monster killed her companions who were like family, leaving her utterly alone on this planet. How could she not hate this murderer?

The flames of revenge burned fiercely in her heart.

Only Jiang Cheng knew, when night fell and they began to rest, he always heard low sobs from Yanran's side. The strong girl of the day removed her outer facade at night and returned to her true self, gentle and sensitive, which was her real nature.

Now, aside from her, all the other tribe members were gone. Physical solitude might not be much, but loneliness of the heart was the most fatal.

Those tribe members who had once accompanied her, now only in their absence did she feel their care, they now sleep in that cold tomb, never again to craft little objects for her, worry about her safety at the cave entrance when she's hunting, hoping she returns soon; leaving only her, lonely in this hellish world.

Jiang Cheng saw Yanran's loss and sorrow, he sympathized with her, but she kept all her emotions bottled up, rarely showing them in front of him, leaving him unsure of what to say.

The next morning, after finishing their simple wash-up, seeing Yanran's swollen eyes, Jiang Cheng sighed silently in his heart.

The best consolation for her now is finding that monster quickly, letting Yanran kill it herself, so her deep sorrow might lessen a little.

After eating their dry food, they embarked again on their journey to find the monster.

The path to find the monster was anything but peaceful, various bizarre beasts kept attacking them. Whenever this happened, Yanran didn't need Jiang Cheng's help, she shot them all down, each kill slightly reducing the rage within her.

Jiang Cheng understood her feelings, so he let Yanran handle them, fortunately, these beasts weren't particularly fierce, not requiring his intervention.

About the fourth day, they encountered a fierce monster, a mature beast similar to a Wild Lu.

This beast had a dark green body, strong limbs, a large mouth with a constantly moving blood-red tongue, sharp teeth and claws, and a thick, long tail trailing behind it.

This beast was then tearing apart a prey it had captured. The prey, lying on the ground like a small hill, appeared to be a Zha. The prey surely fought this beast fiercely before it died, its bloody body covered in wounds, a fatal cut revealing its insides, making a mess of the scene.

Discovering Jiang Cheng and Yanran, the Wild Lu stopped tearing at the dead beast and turning around, blood dripping from the corners of its mouth, it began circling them.

This was a cruel and cunning beast, circling them, seeking an opportunity to attack.

Yanran faced this obviously fiercer beast with her expression serious, and became focused.

An arrow was already nocked on her bow, Yanran moved slightly along with the beast, observing its every move.

The beast continued circling them, occasionally stopping to let out a low roar.

Suddenly, the Wild Lu attacked, letting out an ear-splitting roar, lunging toward their side. Yanran's arrow shot out, ready for this assault.

Jiang Cheng immediately realized Yanran was tricked, that pounce was merely a feint.

Indeed, Yanran's arrow missed its mark.

The beast seized the opportunity, turning in mid-air, its mouth open, aiming to bite Yanran.

Yanran rolled to the side on the ground, half-kneeling without even looking, firing an arrow backward.

The Wild Lu clearly underestimated its opponent's might, the arrow accurately hit its vulnerable spot below.

Hit with an arrow, the beast didn't go berserk, it landed and began pacing in front of Yanran, this time focusing its attacks on her.

Yanran didn't get up, remaining half-kneeling, eyes fixed on the beast, slowly drawing an arrow from her quiver.

Jiang Cheng watched coldly, confident he could kill the beast before Yanran got hurt.

Wild Lu was ultimately a beast, seeing Yanran still, it lost its nerve, leaped into the air, claws reaching for Yanran.

Yanran rolled forward, sliding under the beast, firing another shot.

A loud roar echoed, the arrow deeply embedded in the beast's belly.

Yanran felt a thrill in her heart, thinking the shot was fatal, enough to hurt the Wild Lu.

Ultimately, her inexperience in battle led to underestimating the beast's strong vitality.

Sliding to the monster's tail, Yanran tried to stand, glancing as its thick tail swept toward her while her strength was exhausted…

The shocked expression couldn't even arise on her face, knowing there's no way to dodge this blow.

The beast's tail didn't hit Yanran.

The massive tail was tightly grabbed by a hand.

In Yanran's disbelieving gaze, the hand holding the beast's tail swung the giant beast up, and then, left and right, left and right, slamming it repeatedly on the ground.

The beast's body was swung in the air, emitting loud cries, yet it couldn't break free from that powerful hand.