by Shian Jeen
“Let’s go back to the city.” Huwang Xiao spoke.
Hence, Huwang Xiao and Goodman made their in the past to the city, to the 100 Tiger City’s Castellan Manor.
At this time, right inside the Castellan Manor, Bobby was waiting to welcome Goodman’s return. Yet no matter how he waited, he failed to see Goodman through the doors, the unease in his center grew.
The manor steward noticed Bobby’s growing anxiety as he paced back and forth and said, “Captain Bobby, with Lord Goodman’s strength, even if the other side was the Thunder Human Ruler or the Ice Human being King, they might still not be Lord Goodman’s opponents. Therefore, fret not, maybe Lord Goodman has killed that human and is on his way back!”
Bobby nodded silently.
Barely a breath time passed after the manor steward spoke those words and their Castellan was seen striding through the doors.
Both Bobby and the manor steward were about to greet Goodman, however in that instant, they saw their Lord Castellan Goodman turn around and bend respectfully at the waist, gesturing courteously, “Liege Lord, please!”
Liege Lord, please?! Both men were dumbfounded.
Then, a black-haired son was seen walking in.
Due to Huwang Xiao wishing to keep carefully the matter about him having the Beast God Scepter a secret temporarily, he only allowed Goodman to refer to him as Liege Lord before others.
“It’s, it’s you!” Viewing Huwang Xiao, Bobby blurted out, anger and fear in his voice.
“Insolent!” Goodman’s backhand flew to Bobby’s cheek, sending him soaring off to a corner of the hall. Falling to the ground, there is no breath remaining in him, dying with his eyes wide open as though he didn't expect Goodman to abruptly attack him. Moreover, it was a no mercy one-hit eliminate.
The sudden turn of event was beyond the manor steward’s imagination, never did he imagine that the good Castellan would one day kill his own city guard chief captain.
Not only was Bobby the chief captain, he was the High Priest’s disciple. The Tiger Tribe’s High Priest possessed great clout in the Tiger Tribe.
Glancing at Bobby’s corpse from the corner of his eye, Huwang Xiao walked into the main hall and took the primary seat without a speaking a word.
Whereas Goodman dared not sit down himself, standing up straight on Huwang Xiao’s still left.
This picture caused great waves in the manor steward’s heart.
‘A human being garnered this extent of respect from the Castellan?! Who exactly is this individual?’
“Leave us.” Huwang Xiao said, taking a glance at the manor steward.
Huwang Xiao’s tone of voice woke the steward from his private musings, but he didn’t move. Instead, he flipped toward Castellan Goodman.
Sadly, the steward’s inaction brought Goodman’s ire on him, “Didn’t you hear what Liege Lord said?! Liege Lord told you to get out, roll out this instant! Remember, Liege Lord’s words are my words!”
The steward had never seen their Castellan throw this heavy a temper. Scared out of his wits, the steward quickly withdrew from the hall.
Following the steward still left, Huwang Xiao inquired about the Tiger Tribe’s current situation and background from Goodman.
Goodman, as one of Tiger Tribe’s top ten ranking experts and the Castellan of the Hundred Tiger City, the items he was privy to were on a different level to a small captain of a minuscule tribe branch like Amier.
From Goodman’s mouth area, Huwang Xiao found out that the Tiger Tribe Patriarch, Chuck, was a maximum late-Tenth Order Saint realm expert. Among all the beastmen tribe experts, Chuck positioned second amongst the very best ten experts.
In the complete of Tiger Tribe, including Chuck, there have been a total of twenty-six Saint realm experts.
The beastmen tribes’ number one spot was held by the Lion Tribe’s Patriarch, Daniel, and the Lion Tribe currently had twenty-nine Saint realm experts. Their overall strength was slightly stronger than the Tiger Tribe.
On the other hand, the Wolf, Snake, Fox, and Beamon Tribes’ overall strengths were less than the Tiger Tribe’s, all of them had about twenty-three to twenty-four Saint world experts. Lower down were the Cattle Tribe, Violent Equine Tribe, Ram Tribe, and 100 Bird Tribe, their Saint realm experts numbered around twenty.
As for the rest of the tribes, the average ones had at least four Saint world experts as the weaker tribes had two Saint realm experts generally.
Night came.
In the courtyard arranged by Goodman, Huwang Xiao took some time to practice the Asura Sword Skill.
The Asura Sword Skill contains a complete of eighteen moves, and Huwang Xiao merely practiced it until the eighth move. Even though, he was not in a rush to practice the remaining more powerful ten moves, but frequently went through and studied the first eight techniques again, to gain new insights and comprehension.
From the Asura Sword Skill, Huwang Xiao moved on to the Godly Xumi Art, then the Thirteen Moves of the Dragon God. By now, Huwang Xiao no more needed to observe the primordial divine dragon postures to apply the Thirteen Moves of the Dragon God. Therefore, he could refine all staying ten primordial divine dragons and it wouldn’t hinder his improvement at all.
The night time passed in solitude, slowly making way for the break of dawn.
Huwang Xiao came out from his arranged courtyard in the morning and saw that Goodman had been waiting respectfully for him outside.
“Liege Lord Beast God!” Goodman saluted with greatest respect.
Huwang Xiao nodded, “Let’s go.”
Both flew to the sky, leaving the Hundred Tiger City at rapid rate, going toward Sacred Tiger City.
They did not rest on the way, speeding the whole journey. Three times later, Huwang Xiao and Goodman arrived at the Sacred Tiger City. Huwang Xiao was fine, but Goodman nearly heaved his lungs out pursuing Huwang Xiao’s breakneck acceleration no break traveling.
When they attained the Sacred Tiger City, Goodman had squeezed out every ounce of energy in his cells, he was deceased tired like a lazy pig, almost collapsing to slumber right in front of the Sacred Tiger City gates.
Goodman was truly exhausted. Following behind Huwang Xiao for the whole three days’ trip, he grew fearful. Three times of full swiftness flight, yet Huwang Xiao continued to be looking dandy, Goodman even suspected that not only do Huwang Xiao not spend much fight qi, it actually increased significantly.
After they entered the town, Huwang Xiao told Goodman to lead him directly to the Sacred Tiger City’s Castellan Manor.
One hour later, each of them stood before the grand entry to the Castellan Manor.
“Ah, it’s Lord Goodman!” Several Tiger Tribe experts spotted Goodman at the entrance, in a fawning manner, each one of them hastened their steps to greet Goodman.
Goodman nodded, “Retreat to your duties, I’m here to see the Patriarch.” With that, he strolled in, leading Huwang Xiao.
However, one of the experts lifted his arm blocking Huwang Xiao’s route while another faced Goodman with a difficult expression, cautiously saying, “Lord Goodman, this… is not appropriate!” Pointing at Huwang Xiao, he continuing: “You know, a human is unqualified to enter the Sacred City Manor.”
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Unqualified!
This word caused Goodman to jump up in anger, a crisp sound rang as Goodman’s heavy palm connected to the Tiger Tribe guard’s face, sending his body flying out in an arch. When the guard landed on the floor, the right part of his face was swollen like an extra large pig head.
“Scram for me personally!” Goodman snapped sharply, exuding a whelming murderous aura.
The number of Tiger Tribe guards were frightened, their faces became white with horror plus they scurried off as fast as their legs could carry them.
The Tiger Tribe guard that was slapped by Goodman climbed to his feet from the ground. Toward Goodman he could only fume with anger inside, however when his gaze dropped on Huwang Xiao, the viciousness in his
eyes was ill-disguised.
If it wasn’t because of this lowly human, his face wouldn’t be inflamed just like a pig head as it was now.
But Goodman turned to face Huwang Xiao at this time with dread and reverence, “They have disrespected Liege Lord, I hope Liege Lord would be lenient and extra them!”
Liege Lord?!
The surrounding guards were wide-eyed with shock, looking at Huwang Xiao with astonishment.
Now just, their Tiger Tribe expert Goodman referred to a human as... Liege Lord?!
“Let’s go.” Huwang Xiao thought to Goodman.
“Yes, Liege Lord, please!” Goodman respectfully shifted his body a little aside, following after Huwang Xiao as both came into the Sacred Tiger Manor.
Another great influx of shock crashed in those Tiger Tribe guards’ hearts watching Goodman’s brown-nosing attitude to the human.
The half swollen pig-faced guard who was glowering at Huwang Xiao venomously, instantly became ashen watching this scene.
Unqualified? If someone who had a person with Goodman’s position refer him as Liege Lord wasn't qualified to enter the Sacred Tiger Manor, didn't which means that Goodman himself wasn't even certified to stand in front of the Sacred Tiger Manor?
No wonder Goodman was angered.
Walking in to the Sacred Tiger Manor, Huwang Xiao and Goodman headed straight to the front hall.
Passing through the corridors, the maids and guards would salute respectfully seeing Goodman. Inevitably, Huwang Xiao’s presence elevated confusion and doubt in them. However, non-e of these dared to come up and hinder their way.
Afterwards, both of them arrived at leading hall.
Arriving at the front hall, Goodman ushered Huwang Xiao to the main seat. One got to know, leading hall’s main seat was the Tiger Tribe Patriarch Chuck’s throne. As the Liege Lord Beast God of the beastmen tribe, Goodman didn’t think there was anything incorrect with Huwang Xiao occupying the Tiger Tribe’s throne.
“Liege Lord Beast God, I will go inform the Patriarch, and bring the him over.” Goodman said.
Huwang Xiao nodded.
Goodman saluted before he turned around and left. But, just as he was going to step out from the front hall, a vintage fellow dressed in a fine brocade robe moved into leading hall from outdoors, coincidentally running into Goodman.
This old fellow was the Sacred Tiger Manor’s chief steward, Ellington. Not merely was Ellington the Sacred Tiger Manor’s chief steward, he was also one of Tiger Tribe’s top experts, with strength parallel to Goodman.
However, stating that both people’s relationship wasn’t harmonious was putting it mildly.
Ellington was slightly surprised working into Goodman in the Sacred Tiger Manor’s front hall. He was about to speak when he captured sight of the black-haired young man sitting on the Patriarch’s throne seat. This instantly enraged Ellington.
“This damn thing! Get off from there this instant!” Ellington already attacked Huwang Xiao as he shouted.
Almost at exactly the same time that Ellington attacked, a figure flickered, appearing between Ellington and Huwang Xiao, dispersing Ellington’s assault with a wave of his hand.
Their bodies trembled from the impact, separating from each other simultaneously.
“Goodman!” Ellington glowered at him, “What's the meaning of this? How dare you hinder me? What is this damn human doing here?! Sitting on our Tiger Tribe Patriarch’s throne!”
Goodman’s expression was aloof, “I'll clarify this matter to the Patriarch, there's no need for you to trouble yourself.”
Ellington’s anger soared, fireplace burning in his eyes, “What you’re saying is, you will be the one who brought this human being into the Sacred Tiger Manor? Furthermore, it was also you who allowed him to sit on the Patriarch’s throne! Goodman, you’re getting more audacious! How dare you rebel, planning an usurpation!”
Ellington instantly capped Goodman with the crime of usurpation. In any tribe, this warranted a death penalty!
“People, come!” Ellington’s furious roar echoed in the front hall.
In the blink of an eye, all the nearby guards rushed in to the front hall.
“Goodman is planning to usurp the Patriarch! Capture him! For that human, kill him on the spot!” Ellington pointed at Goodman and Huwang Xiao.
The guards exchanged glances among themselves, but no one dared to step up to apprehend Goodman.
Disregarding two of Goodman’s identities as a Tiger Tribe’s ranked expert and Hundred Tiger City’s Castellan, Goodman was also an Elder of the Tiger Tribe. Even given a hundred guts, they still wouldn’t dare to offend Goodman unless it was the Patriarch who gave the command.
Furthermore, Goodman and Ellington’s discord was no big key. As small-time guards, none of them wanted to be drawn into the rivalry between them.
Even though Tiger Tribe guards dared not act against Goodman, they were still angered seeing Huwang Xiao sitting on the Patriarch’s throne. The throne chair was their Tiger Tribe’s sacred position, only their Tiger Tribe’s Patriarch was experienced to take a seat on the throne. Now, there is actually a human seated onto it, this was blasphemy! A stain!
All the guards focused their attacks on Huwang Xiao instead.
Seeing this, Goodman wished to stop them, but was entangled by Ellington.
In that split second, Ellington saw the young individual sitting on the throne lift his hand, and with turn of his wrist, glowing aureate rings flashed through the environment. All of the guards’ actions were halted.
Ellington was astounded. He could inform that move wasn’t a Saint world expert’s space manipulation, but some sort of battle skill.
Huwang Xiao used the God Binding Hand to keep the Tiger Tribe’s guards set up, then he clenched his fist and sent a Great Void Divine Fist at Ellington. Alarmed, Ellington raised his arm in anxiety to defend against Huwang Xiao’s sudden attack.
A booming collision shook leading hall, fierce energy shockwaves forced Ellington to stagger to the advantage of the front hall.
Falling at such a disadvantage against a human was great humiliation in Ellington’s eye.
“Who dares to cause trouble in my Sacred Tiger Manor!” An irritated, majestic voice instantly rang out in leading hall. From a distance away, a figure with overwhelming power was seen whistling through the air at quick quickness.
A second later, that figure landed in the front hall, tremors rippled over the ground as if much mountain had dropped on it.
This person was non-e other than the Tiger Tribe’s Patriarch, Chuck, a peak late-Tenth Order Saint realm expert!
As soon as Chuck arrived, a suffocating pressure washed over Huwang Xiao.
“Patriarch!” Both Goodman and Ellington hurried forwards to greet Chuck’s introduction.
Chuck nodded, “What's happening here?” His gazed were directed at the many guards that were frozen in place.
“Patriarch, this human was brought inside the Sacred Tiger Manor by Goodman. When I just came in leading hall, I saw this human sitting down on the throne.” Before Goodman could speak, Ellington seized the opportunity to speak first: “I had been going to behead this human being as punishment, but Goodman attempted to stop me instead!”
“Is that right?” Chuck looked at Goodman, a clear glint in his eyes.
If Goodman didn't give him a satisfactory explanation because of this. Even taking into consideration all of Goodman’s merits to the tribe these years, he'd not hesitate to take it to himself to destroy these two at that moment!
Goodman didn't say anything by way of explanation, he merely turned toward Huwang Xiao.
This small action doubled, tripled the killing intent in Chuck’s heart.
At this point in time, Chuck found the young individual remove a cane-like scepter. From your scepter, he could feel an immense coercive pressure that struck at the core of his spirit, originating from days of old.
Ellington too felt the same immense pressure.
Taking out the Beast God Scepter, Huwang Xiao stabbed it in to the floor.
The complete Sacred Tiger Manor trembled. With the Beast God Scepter as the epicenter, deep fissures lined the bottom surface in all directions and continued to extend further out. One after another, images of mythical beasts flew out from the Beast God Scepter.
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The images of the ancient mythical beasts roared skyward, enveloping the entire manor space with terrifying pressure.
Chuck, Ellington, Goodman, and the guards close by felt unprecedented fear from their souls.
“Beast, Beast God Scepter!!!” A tremor could be heard in Chuck’s tone of voice, both his hip and legs gave out, falling into a kneel on both knees.
A thunderclap boomed in Ellington’s mind, falling to his legs and shivering from head to toe.
The Beast God’s Scepter!
The legendary, supreme sacrament of their beastmen tribes!
When he subjugated Goodman, Huwang Xiao discovered from Goodman’s mouth that the Beast God Scepter contained a coercive pressure that affected on their souls. That stoked his curiosity to study the Beast God Scepter.
Later, he found out that inside the mythical beast mind carving on the beast God Scepter, there were actually sealed souls of ancient beasts. So long as he pierced through the seal throughout the mythical beast head carving, those ancient beasts’ souls would fly out. In those days, the bloodline included inside the Beast God Scepter would be stimulated to the fullest!
When both the ancient beast souls and bloodline inside the Beast God Scepter were stimulated, its repressive power on the beastmen was absolute.
Huwang Xiao watched with detachment at individuals kneeling down before him; Chuck, Ellington, and Goodman. Then, he gradually walked toward the three people, stopping right before Ellington. Without a word, Huwang Xiao elevated the Beast God Scepter in his hand and stabbed into Ellington’s chest. Just like the collision with mountain at fast speed, Ellington’s body rebounded back screaming agony.
