Chapter 364
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The little creature perched on Ye Wushuang’s shoulder, seeing the scene unfold, tilted its head back with an air of pride and arrogance.
Ye Wushuang, watching as more than ten people knelt on the ground, simply stood atop the Magma Python’s head, commanding the beast to move closer to the colossal creature within the valley. Tang Chuyi, witnessing this, felt as if his heart would leap out of his chest from sheer terror.
“Ye Wushuang, come back!” Tang Chuyi hissed urgently, “Don’t court death!”
This young man was far too audacious. Did he even know the origins of the Eight-Winged Red Smelting Python?
Throughout the vast and mysterious Qingyun Mountain Range within the Qingyun Empire, fifth-tier spirit beasts were as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns. For the warriors of the Qingyun Empire, the highest-tier spirit beasts they could tame were fourth-tier, equivalent to the strength of a Tian Gang realm warrior.
The Eight-Winged Red Smelting Python was a true fifth-tier spirit beast, a being of the Wan Fa realm, and it had been tamed by the first-ever dean of Qingyun Academy in ancient times. There were two of them, a male and a female, a mated pair, who had been with the academy for many years and were considered its guardian deities. Even the current dean of Qingyun Academy, Dean Yunxingjian, did not have as much seniority as these two great beings. If Dean Yunxingjian were present, he would treat the Eight-Winged Red Smelting Pythons with utmost respect and deference.
Moreover, within the entire Qingyun Academy, only those who had reached the Yuanfu realm were even qualified to know of the existence of these two great beings. The one that had appeared now, no matter which of the pair it was, was far beyond the reach of Ye Wushuang, who was merely at the Ningmai realm.
Yet, Ye Wushuang paid no heed to the danger and walked straight toward the Eight-Winged Red Smelting Python.
“Ye Wushuang…” Tang Chuyi called out softly once more, trying to stop him.
“Damn it,” Tang Chuyi cursed inwardly, seeing that Ye Wushuang seemed to ignore his call. He got up and hurried into the valley, attempting to intercept Ye Wushuang.
In the next moment, the Eight-Winged Red Smelting Python, still within the valley, turned its massive head slightly. Its eyes, filled with a murderous intent, fixed upon Tang Chuyi. Tang Chuyi’s body was subjected to an immense pressure, and with a thud, he collapsed to the ground. Yet, he gritted his teeth and humbly pleaded, “Great one, please calm your anger. Ye Wushuang is a student of Qingyun Academy and did not recognize your identity. We beg for your forgiveness!”
Upon hearing this, the Eight-Winged Red Smelting Python turned its head and regarded Ye Wushuang with a scrutinizing gaze.
Ye Wushuang, standing atop the Magma Python’s head, came to a stop right in front of the Eight-Winged Red Smelting Python’s eyes and said with a smile, “You frightened my friends.”
The Eight-Winged Red Smelting Python looked down and saw Qing Chengtian, Wang Xueqi, and Xiao Yuan, who had already been terrified into a sitting position within the valley, unable to stand. A fifth-tier spirit beast! A being of the Wan Fa realm!
None of the three had ever encountered even a third- or fourth-tier spirit beast, let alone a fifth-tier Eight-Winged Red Smelting Python. From outside the valley, the creature appeared to be a hundred zhang tall, but within the valley, its rear half extended for hundreds of zhang more. Its tail, resting in the magma pool, swayed back and forth as if it were contemplating something.
This was simply too terrifying!
With a flick of its wing, the Eight-Winged Red Smelting Python lifted the three figures and gently deposited them outside the valley. They fell to the ground, drenched in sweat, unable to stand due to their trembling legs.
Outside the valley, the elders and mentors were all kneeling in reverence, even Li Changqing was humbly kneeling on one knee, silent.
What was going on?
How did such a colossal creature suddenly appear?
Inside the valley, Ye Wushuang stood before the Eight-Winged Red Smelting Python. The little creature, the “miser,” leaped from Ye Wushuang’s shoulder and landed on the giant beast’s forehead, hopping around energetically.
“Thank you,” Ye Wushuang said with a smile, relieved to see Xiao Yuan and the others safe and unharmed. “However, after all these years, I suppose you wouldn’t recognize me anymore.”
