Chapter 209

Chapter 209: Wen Ze’s Level

You You thought the little monster had grown too spoiled from easy living! Being the only high-level guardian beast in the Zhen Yan Sect for years, and having been adopted by You You herself, everyone addressed it as Lord Wen Ze.

Its rank remained so high that even You You couldn’t determine its exact level. It claimed several monster-infested forests near the sect through sheer power, often helping Beast Tamer disciples capture guardian beasts. This earned it endless pampering – disciples returning from missions never forgot gifts like spiritual fruits or fur coats, enough for daily wardrobe changes.

Over time, this indulgence bred arrogance. Fortunately, the Mortal Realm operates on checks and balances. Though the little monster bullied others in the sect, it cowered before Feng Rong like clockwork, likely due to innate Bloodline suppression between monsters.

When Feng Rong heard about its latest mischief, he dragged the beast out for discipline. Whatever lesson ensued, Wen Ze returned completely bald again, forced to haul repair buckets daily to fix damaged sect structures – including the cracked floating peak – without any disciple assistance.

The Soul Beast shouldered half the repair burden despite Wen Ze’s initial provocation. As a skilled Nether Realm official, its spellcasting prowess easily outperformed the little monster’s brute-force methods. Within three days, its assigned half stood fully restored.

What a responsible baby.

Meanwhile, bucket-juggling Wen Ze: "…" Sneaky mutt!

This incident reminded You You of an old question – what level was the little monster actually?

She’d wondered since first meeting it. Back then, lacking monster knowledge, she’d assumed it was near-ascension high-level due to its speech capacity and intelligence. The inability to transform she’d chalked up to youth.

Yet years of studying the Immortal Realm’s lore revealed no records matching this creature. Even Divine Clan members Yuan Qi and Feng Rong couldn’t identify its species.

Now consider the Soul Beast – Netherborn entity matching Immortal Realm experts, acknowledged by Nie Zheng as superior. Yet the little monster had fought it evenly, only stopped by You You’s intervention.

"So… what level is this creature?" You You turned to Yuan Papa.

"Unfamiliar to me," Yuan Qi shook his head. "Though its untransformed state’s raw power echoes Ancient Times beasts."

"An ancient beast?" You You blinked.

"Impossible!" Feng Rong cut in. "They vanished before the Divine Clan’s decline. None remain, especially not as Younglings."

True – unlike the enduring Divine Clan, low-intellect monsters couldn’t sustain legacies. Ancient survivors wouldn’t stay juvenile.

"Then what is Wen Ze?" Crucially, even the beast itself didn’t know.

The Soul Beast suddenly spoke: "Not… monster."

"What?" The room’s attention snapped to it. "You know its nature?"

"Not," the Soul Beast repeated, brow furrowed.

"Then what?" You You pressed.

"…"

"Can you tell its level?"

"…"

"Prohibited from speaking?"

"…" The Nether entity retreated into silence.

You You withheld further questions – guests owed no explanations. "Never mind. Regardless of level, it’s our sect’s beast." She added, "About Wen Ze’s provocation – we’ve disciplined it. Hope there’s no offense."

"No… offense." The Soul Beast shook its head, features twisting as if wrestling with unspoken words. Suddenly, it stiffened. "Nether disturbance!"

Dark energy swirled as it shot through the door, vanishing from the sect.

You You: "…"

But you said no offense?!

Yuan Qi stood gravely. "Trouble brews."

"Yuan Papa, guard the sect." You You grabbed Feng Rong. "We’re investigating."

They sword-controlled westward, finding no Soul Beast traces. "Direction?"

"West!" Feng Rong pointed.

Fifteen minutes’ flight revealed familiar dark energy ahead. You You nearly called out when glacial Presence engulfed them – spiritual energy frosting over, cold tendrils spreading everywhere.

This…

You You froze mid-air, dread pooling.

"What’s wrong?" Feng Rong wheeled back.

"Ahead…" She pointed at blackness devouring the horizon like spilled ink. "Something’s emerging."

"Why’s it darkening?" Feng Rong stared.

"Move!" You You accelerated.

They overtook the Soul Beast moments later – and gaped at the unfolding nightmare.