Chapter 357: Chapter 355: Dragging Huya Down_1
Huya was badly injured, dragging its blood-drenched body back from the depths of the dense forest.

Struggling to make it to the vicinity of Woniu Village, its tiger eyes turned black, and it staggered and fell to the ground.

With a desperate roar, just as its eyes were closing, it vaguely saw its little master appearing like a divine soldier descending from the heavens, dashing forward amidst twinkling stars.

“Roar.”

With the last of its strength, the tiger let out a roar and peacefully closed its eyes.

Its little master had come, which meant it was saved.

After countless hardships, it had finally returned home.

Wang Meng and Shitou cleaned an unused room, laying soft bedding on the ground and boiling water in the kitchen to treat Huya’s wounds.

Su Qingluo wrapped Huya’s injured body in spiritual power, took advantage of the night’s deep shade, and stealthily brought it home, settling it in the house’s prepared vacant room.

Huya’s body was scarred with multiple bite wounds and scratches, and the muscles in its right hind leg were torn apart, revealing the bone.

Su Qingluo’s hands moved quickly, skillfully stopping the bleeding, applying medicine, stitching up the wounds, and bandaging them.

After carefully treating all the scars, she used spiritual power to nourish the damaged meridians.

After half the night and almost exhausting all her Golden Core’s spiritual power, she finally managed to save Huya’s life in the nick of time.

“How did it get so badly injured?”

Worn out, Wang Meng and Shitou accompanied her, busying themselves throughout the night.

As dawn approached and the blood and grime were all cleaned up, the two brothers finally breathed a sigh of relief, their bodies slumping to the ground as if drained.

“If I’m not guessing wrong, it was bitten by a pair of white tigers in the Qingjian Gorge.”

Su Qingluo, a meticulous observer, picked a few strands of white tiger fur from Huya’s bloodstained fur and secretly made a guess.

“Is that the same valley where you were hunting not too long ago?”

Shocked, the two brothers almost jumped up from the ground.

“White tigers are rare; even after many years, only a few have been seen in the Qilian Mountain Range.”

Su Qingluo sighed with mixed emotions.

“That pair of white tigers must have migrated from somewhere else. Upon arrival, they first competed for territory with the wolf pack, driving away snow leopards. Now, they have attacked Huya.”

Wang Meng clenched his teeth in anger, “If we had known, we wouldn’t have helped them drive away the wolf pack, giving them a chance to recuperate and dominate the Qilian Mountains.”

“Sigh.”

Su Qingluo let out a melancholy sigh, feeling helpless, “We didn’t expect that our momentary mercy would inadvertently bring harm to Huya.”

“Huya, still a juvenile and not yet mature, what was it doing running to Qingjian Gorge?”

Infuriated, Shitou asked, “Where are its tiger parents? Why couldn’t they watch it properly and prevent it from running wild?”

Although the young tiger was only a year old, it had been nourished by Su Qingluo’s spiritual power since young. Its body was much larger than its siblings, not much different from an adult tiger.

Su Qingluo gently stroked Huya’s bloodstained fur, her eyes darkened.

“Yin’er, go find out about the white tigers’ whereabouts, and inform me as soon as you have news.”

“Alright.”

The Little Kingfisher bird spiritedly flew towards the endless mountain ranges under the morning sun’s first light.

Huya’s injuries were severe, and it would be quite some time before it could awaken.

Worried that Huya’s rest would be disturbed by the energetic laughter of the little rascals, Su Qingluo knew that peace and quiet would be better for its recovery.

So, as soon as day broke and before the little rascals woke up, she went around the rooms in the house.

She informed everyone about Huya’s injury, carefully instructing them to keep quiet and not wake the injured tiger.