Yang Qianrou was unconvinced and wanted to make another move. The old man hurriedly stopped her and whispered in her ear.
"Niece Qianrou, don't fight him anymore. This person's strength is not below mine."
"Uncle Chang, you're not lying to me, are you? Is this little dwarf that strong?"
Yang Qianrou was shocked.
"I'm absolutely sure. He didn't use his full strength just now. If he had, I might not be his match. If this person can join your hunting group, you'll definitely win this time."
The old man whispered to Yang Qianrou.
This time, both the Sacred Hunt and Thunder Kill had invited powerful individuals to help, so Yang Qianrou's chances of winning were not high. However, with Ning Beichen's participation, the Berserk Hunting Group might still have a chance.
As Yang Qianrou gradually calmed down, her anger dissipated significantly.
Indeed, after Ning Beichen appeared, he hadn't done anything overly provocative. He only wanted to join their Berserk Hunting Group, and the ones who were provoking were basically from their Berserk Hunting Group.
One by one, they were unconvinced, and after being defeated, they became angry and ashamed.
Thinking of this, Yang Qianrou's anger had almost subsided, though she still felt a little unconvinced in her heart.
After all, before Ning Beichen appeared, she was the strongest person in the Berserk Hunting Group.
With the old man's persuasion, Ning Beichen finally joined the Berserk Hunting Group as he wished. However, he was still an outsider, and it would likely take some time to integrate.
At this moment, Yang Qianrou and the old man were discussing Ning Beichen in a room.
"Ning Beichen appeared out of nowhere. Could he be a spy sent by an enemy?" Yang Qianrou said worriedly.
After all, Ning Beichen's appearance was too coincidental, and such things had happened before. In order to gain qualification to enter the ancestral land, battles had been common for many years. Especially when entering the Land of Deification, everyone became mortal enemies. For the sake of entering the ancestral land, any despicable means could be employed.
"It doesn't seem like it. If someone is that powerful, why would they send him as a spy?" the old man said.
Yang Qianrou also nodded, believing that Uncle Chang's words made sense. If she had such a powerful subordinate, she wouldn't send him as a spy.
Moreover, the Berserk Hunting Group was not the one with the highest chance of entering the ancestral land.
The Sacred Hunt and Thunder Kill hunting groups had the highest chances because of their large numbers. The Berserk Hunting Group, including the leader and deputy leader, had only a dozen people. Although they were strong and ranked third, seemingly just below the Sacred Hunt and Thunder Kill, it was essentially impossible for them to defeat the Sacred Hunt and Thunder Kill.
Yet, there were only three spots to enter the ancestral land. It was as if the Sacred Hunt and Thunder Kill were guaranteed spots. If the Berserk Hunting Group wanted to obtain a spot, they would either have to compete with the Sacred Hunt or Thunder Kill, or compete with the other dozens of hunting groups.
Based on past experience, it was difficult for the Berserk Hunting Group to compete with the Sacred Hunt and Thunder Kill, so they could only face other competitors.
However, the other competitors clearly knew that competing with the Sacred Hunt and Thunder Kill was almost hopeless, so they could only compete with the Berserk Hunting Group.
But the Berserk Hunting Group was not to be trifled with. Although they had fewer members, each one was an elite. It was an exaggeration to say one could fight a hundred, but fighting ten was certainly possible.
In other words, although the Berserk Hunting Group had only a dozen people, their strength was equivalent to that of a hundred-person team, making them difficult to deal with.
However, no matter how difficult they were to deal with, it was much better than dealing with the thousands of people in the Sacred Hunt and the eight hundred people in the Thunder Kill.
Even if one group couldn't defeat you, they could unite to defeat the Berserk Hunting Group. Once the Berserk Hunting Group was eliminated, it would mean they could openly compete for the third spot.
Therefore, every time they entered the Land of Deification, the Berserk Hunting Group became the target of everyone, making it extremely difficult to emerge victorious.
In all this time, the Berserk Hunting Group had only won once, and during that victory, almost all the members of the hunting group were annihilated, which was also the reason for the scarcity of members in the Berserk Hunting Group.
"Then maintain vigilance. Let him join first. If he's not a spy, I won't deliberately target him," Yang Qianrou said to the old man.
Ning Beichen, however, was unaware of these matters and had no idea about the trials in the Land of Deification and the ancestral land. His goal in joining the Berserk Hunting Group was simple: to make quick money. If he could even subdue the Berserk Hunting Group, that would be even better.
Then he could understand the situation of this world and find a way back to his own world.
"Ning Beichen, although I promised you that if you kept your word, I would make you the deputy leader, with Uncle Chang's intervention, we didn't determine the winner, so I can't give you the deputy leader position for now. However, as long as you make contributions to the hunting group, I will definitely promote you to deputy leader."
Not long after, Yang Qianrou found Ning Beichen and spoke with him.
Ning Beichen didn't care about becoming the deputy leader because strength was paramount. As long as he had enough strength, not only the deputy leader but even the leader would not overlook him.
"I'll listen to you, but I'm in dire need of money right now. I want to go hunting and earn money as soon as possible," Ning Beichen said to her.
"Are you in dire need of money? If you need it, I can lend it to you first," Yang Qianrou said to Ning Beichen.
In her eyes, how could a master like Ning Beichen be short of money?
With his strength, even the top-ranked Sacred Hunt would value him, and earning money would be simple.
"No need, I'm not used to using women's money. I want to earn money myself," Ning Beichen refused her.
"Alright then, I'll make arrangements." Yang Qianrou couldn't quite understand Ning Beichen's thoughts. In this world, there was no such thing as men being strong and women being weak, nor were there phrases like "sugar daddy."
However, Ning Beichen's overwhelming strength upon arrival had earned him a good attitude from the members of the Berserk Hunting Group. The most important thing was that Ning Beichen had subdued them.
The strong should be respected!
This was the law of survival.
Yang Qianrou was quite reliable. The next day, she decided to hunt a white-headed giant bear. If the hunt was successful, the members of Ning Beichen's team would receive a substantial amount of money, enough to cover Ning Beichen's expenses for more than half a year.
However, this white-headed giant bear was not easy to hunt. Ordinary hunting teams didn't want to hunt them, mainly because these white-headed giant bears were huge, with thick skin and flesh, and possessed immense strength, making them difficult to deal with.
But the members of the Berserk Hunting Group were elites, and they didn't take the white-headed giant bear lightly.
This was also Ning Beichen's first mission. Half of the Berserk Hunting Group was dispatched, and Yang Qianrou personally led the team.