I Can Use Myriad Divine Abilities-Chapter 266: Death Warrior

Zhang Yuan once heard a saying.

It says that a person’s fate and opportunities are determined at the moment of their birth.

Some people are born lucky, while others are always unlucky.

This is the problem of the limit of luck.

Therefore, even those with high luck, if they squander and waste their opportunities without restraint,

there will inevitably be a time when their luck runs out.

Then they will fall into an abyss!

Zhang Yuan wasn’t entirely convinced by this saying.

After all, fate and opportunities are too elusive and difficult to measure, so it’s hard to determine their truth.

But as a reborn person with luck and opportunity, Zhang Yuan has always treated his luck seriously.

He never sees it as a capital to be squandered.

So, the second time he entered Taiwu Mountain, he returned to the original place to gather herbs in the already explored area,

instead of trying his luck in other unknown areas.

A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush.

When Zhang Yuan returned to Xia Ruins again, the package he carried was even larger than before.

As for the gathered herbs, he sold them all to the medicine broker in Ruins City.

Exchanged for cash and safely stored away.

Meanwhile, the grand renovation of Zhang Yuan’s new home had started.

The broker was indeed very capable.

As the saying goes, money makes the ghost push the mill. Under the temptation of a large sum, the broker recruited several experienced craftsmen and dozens of laborers, working overtime.

Zhang Yuan only talked to the manager among the craftsmen to make sure he fully understood his ideas, then entrusted him with everything, no longer intervening.

After all, professional matters should be completed by professionals.

Directing and dabbling would only waste time and energy, potentially leading to unsatisfactory results!

He then took advantage of the "hunting season" to enter the mountains for the third time.

Usually, after the "flood season" ends, Xia Ruins and its surrounding areas quickly enter the harsh winter.

There are about two weeks of sunny weather, perfect for gathering and hunting in the mountains.

It is said that during these two weeks, the number of strange phenomena wandering around Taiwu Mountain decreases significantly.

But once winter arrives, it’s a whole different story.

So, every year around this time, there are large groups of hunters, medicine gatherers, and even ordinary people venturing to Taiwu Mountain.

If lucky, the money earned in these two weeks is enough for the winter!

Zhang Yuan was different from the others.

He dared to venture into areas others feared, to gain greater wealth.

Not only did he want to earn in a season, but he wanted to earn a fortune!

However, on this third trip to the mountains, a small accident occurred.

Not long after Zhang Yuan entered Taiwu Mountain, he noticed a "tail" behind him.

He had been targeted!

The person was evidently highly skilled in tracking and stealth, following him without making any noise or showing any signs, maintaining a safe distance from Zhang Yuan all along.

Their lightweight body technique was quite accomplished.

But this first-rate tracker had no idea that Zhang Yuan had the heaven-defying Red-eyed Crow!

Initially, Zhang Yuan also hadn’t noticed the tail behind him,

as the Red-eyed Crow was flying ahead of him.

It wasn’t until the Red-eyed Crow flew high in the sky overlooking the forest that the Basic Profound Spirit caught sight of it!

Receiving the warning from the Red-eyed Crow, Zhang Yuan locked onto the tracker through its perspective, promptly turned around, and dashed towards them using the Carefree Travel body technique.

The tracker, extremely vigilant, immediately realized they had been exposed.

Without hesitation, they turned and ran!

In the vast forest, there are abundant hiding spots. For an experienced tracker, evading a reverse pursuit is straightforward.

But this guy chose the wrong opponent!

Zhang Yuan not only had the Red-eyed Crow as a scout and observer, but his body technique speed was also beyond what the other could reach.

To avoid prolonged trouble, Zhang Yuan immediately enhanced his agility tenfold!

So within just a few breaths, he saw the enemy frantically fleeing.

The tracker completely underestimated Zhang Yuan’s speed, and when Zhang Yuan appeared not far behind him, he suddenly realized what had happened, instantly terrified.

He hurriedly looked back and quickly hurled a handful of shimmering silver needles towards Zhang Yuan.

Bang!

In the next moment, a smoke bomb exploded behind the tracker.

Thick smoke billowed upwards instantly.

Zhang Yuan waved his palm, swatting away the hidden weapons shot at him, and plunged into the dense smoke in an instant.

His speed increased rather than decreased!

In such a scenario, anyone else would certainly hesitate, then bypass and continue the pursuit.

Time would invariably be delayed.

But Zhang Yuan held no fear of these ghostly tricks, always firmly locking onto his enemy, giving no chance for escape.

With a few bounds, he was already upon his opponent from above.

He swooped down like an eagle snatching a rabbit!

The tracker was horrified, immediately flipping over and rolling into the bushes beside him.

Simultaneously, he flicked his hand, throwing a dagger with a cold glint!

Zhang Yuan laughed out of sheer anger.

Zhang Yuan initially wanted to capture him intact, but this troublesome guy had exhausted his patience and even stirred his annoyance.

So Zhang Yuan no longer held back, suddenly drawing the General-Slaying Saber.

Clang!

The flying dagger was instantly sliced into fragments.

The fierce saber momentum had just begun to unfold, and the sharp sword aura chased after the target that had dived into the bushes, slicing straight down.

"Ah!"

A piercing scream suddenly rang out.

Zhang Yuan landed on the ground, coldly gazing at the enemy who had just rolled out from the bushes.

He saw that the opponent wore attire resembling a camouflage hunting outfit, with the face mask that had previously covered his face now fallen, revealing an utterly pale face.

His body was small and robust, seemingly around thirty years old.

His appearance was ordinary, with a pair of slender, arched mustaches above his lip.

The tracker’s left leg was cut cleanly in half, and a significant amount of blood was gushing out from the neat incision.

Realizing he was doomed, he hugged his broken leg, glaring at Zhang Yuan with a venomous look in his eyes.

Zhang Yuan asked in a deep voice, "Who sent you?"

Judging by the opponent’s professional and methodical response,

he was likely hired by someone or part of a team.

Zhang Yuan needed to know who his real enemy was!

"Heh heh!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the tracker with the broken leg let out two chilling laughs, his eyes gradually became vacant.

Zhang Yuan felt a heaviness in his heart.

He then saw the opponent’s mouth, nose, eyes, and ears simultaneously seep black blood, before collapsing to the ground.

He had stopped breathing altogether.

He had poisoned himself!

Zhang Yuan couldn’t help but frown, taken aback by his opponent’s ruthlessness and disregard for his own life.

Death Warrior?

After a brief contemplation, he reached towards the corpse on the ground.

Absolution!

However, the body showed no reaction.

"Heh heh!"

This time, it was Zhang Yuan’s turn to laugh.