Chapter 11
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Chapter 11: My Tiger Is Not Inferior to Others
The defense of White Tiger Hall was much more lax than Bai Lian expected. After crossing the gloomy woods, a flat path led to the gate.
The stone gate stood tall, painted with a layer of brown paint. The door was severely damaged, marked by the signatures of knives, lances, swords, and halberds. Bai Lian wondered how White Tiger Hall had been attacked before.
Beside the door, except for the two statues of “White Tiger Boxing,” there was no grass or gravel to be found. It was almost noon, but there was no doorman outside.
“Should we say that they are too careless, or are they too confident in the forbidden array they set up?”
Maybe both.
Bai Lian pulled the wooden puppet out of her chest. She casually repaired the wooden puppet that had been injured during the battle between the white tiger and Chen Yizhi.
“Are you really not familiar with White Tiger Hall?” Bai Lian asked.
Si Yunshang snorted stiffly. She didn’t want to talk to Bai Lian now.
She had been worried that the secret medicine Bai Lian fed her would take effect, so when Bai Lian flew through the air, she clung tightly to Bai Lian like an octopus, afraid of falling. Yet the secret medicine still worked. Just now, she felt her “Tide” rising a little.
“Alas, you simply know nothing,” Bai Lian sighed. “If I were Martial Sister Bai Lian, I wouldn’t cooperate with you at all. It’s better to follow younger Martial Brother Chen!”
“…”
Si Yunshang was incensed. But she couldn’t find anything to refute, so she just sneered.
Bai Lian threw the wooden puppet directly into the dead corner of the forbidden array.
The wooden puppet was like a swift cheetah, disappearing from her sight in the blink of an eye.
It would still take some time before the Elders of the Duxian Sect arrived. She just needed to ensure none of these people escaped.
But the change happened much faster than expected.
As soon as the wooden puppet entered White Tiger Hall, it saw a white tiger riding on a green-clad cultivator. A fist the size of a ladle pummeled the cultivator, transforming him into a meat pie with just two blows.
Messy clothes and broken human tissue were scattered everywhere across the ground. It all pooled together, forming a gruesome artificial pool beside the road, resembling an undercooked visceral hot pot.
“Ah, this…”
Bai Lian and Si Yunshang were gaping.
!!! ∑(° Д °ノ)ノ
What the hell is this?
“┗|｀O′|┛Roarrrrrrr～”
The white tiger roared and stood up. While slapping its chest angrily, it spoke and summoned a black wind.
“White tiger brothers who don’t want to be slaves, kill all these people with me!”
“The White Tiger Hall doesn’t belong to you humans; it belongs to our white tiger race. We will never surrender to humans!”
For a time, the roar of tigers interspersed with the occasional angry human cry filled the air in White Tiger Hall.
The white tigers were in a frenzy. Even the wooden puppet had its head bitten off when it was accidentally exposed.
Bai Lian wiped her eyes.
Is there something wrong with the script?
Facing Bai Lian’s gaze, Si Yunshang shook her head. “Don’t ask me, I don’t know!”
Still angry? Alright.
If the people of White Tiger Hall did this in order to deceive her, they had paid more than necessary.
Bai Lian stared at the emerging options provided by the system.
[Task 1: Enter White Tiger Hall directly (Reward: the best magic tool – White Tiger Star Breaking Whip)]
[Task 2: Successfully sneak into White Tiger Hall (Reward: the spell – Magic Spirit Butterfly)]
[Task 3: Wait and see the change (Reward: Alchemy +1)]
The Spirit Butterfly Magic was a lower-level monitoring spell.
Just choose Task 2. It wasn’t a big risk, and Bai Lian was curious about what had happened in White Tiger Hall.
The only trouble was Si Yunshang.
“I’ll wait for you here. Don’t worry, I won’t run.”
“I believe you… did you think I would say that?”
After blocking Si Yunshang’s mouth with a cloth strip, Bai Lian quickly entered White Tiger Hall with the jade rabbit.
They didn’t encounter any obstacles along the way. The hall-guarding array had also been broken under continuous attacks.
Soon, the sounds of fighting from the front made Bai Lian stop.
Naturally, she wouldn’t use her divine sense in such a situation. She raised her right hand, and a white butterfly spread its wings like a flower before flying out leisurely.
In the wide hall, several blood-soaked cultivators were surrounded by white tigers who were also seriously injured. One of the cultivators knelt on the ground, his blood forming a long streak across the floor.
He shouted like a pig, “Ah, my dXck was bitten off!”
“Ow-”
A white tiger bit down hard and spat out the debris with a disgusted “bah.”
No one except Bai Lian and Si Yunshang cared about such a small thing for now.
The middle-aged man stepped forward and scolded, “How dare you! Do you know what you’re doing? It’s just a group of ordinary tiger demons who dye their hair white. Do you really think you’re white tigers? Without the Huaxin Sect, the whole Yuheng Mountain has no place for you!”
Are these white tigers dyed?
Bai Lian was a little confused.
No wonder there were so many white tigers. Generally speaking, white tigers were a rare species
“Hum!”
The white tiger leader was dismissive.
“Open the door quickly, or don’t blame us for being rude!”
The middle-aged man spoke in a deep voice, “You may be stronger than me, but can you be stronger than the Hall Lord?”
As soon as he said this, the white tiger leader’s eyes suddenly turned a shocking blood-red. At that moment, it recalled its tragic tiger life!
The White Tiger Fist is not a boxing style imitating a tiger’s movements but one designed to defeat white tigers. The graduation test for the disciples of the White Tiger Hall involved defeating a white tiger. Over the past 200 years, countless white tigers had been killed by the Hall’s disciples—its grandparents, parents, and siblings among them.
If I don’t get revenge for this, I can’t call myself a tiger anymore!
The white tiger leader roared in fury and pounced on the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and shouted, “Taste my White Tiger Fist!”
With one blow, spirit Qi surged, shaking the very hall.
Just as the fist was about to collide with the white tiger leader, the middle-aged man sent a quick message to his younger Martial Brother behind him.
“Here’s your chance!”
The younger Martial Brother, fully prepared, dashed forward. He bent his knees and slid under the belly of the white tiger with lightning speed.
It was too fast!
The crowd barely had time to react before a flash of red light illuminated the scene. The younger Martial Brother’s waist was crushed by the white tiger, who mercilessly sat on him.
It was as if he’d been flattened by a Panzerkampfwagen VI Ausf. E Tiger I tank!
The middle-aged man froze, stunned.
The white tiger leader disdainfully swiped his hand away with its claws.
“Small tricks! They don’t work on me!”
“…”
“Open the door to the forbidden area—this is your last chance!”
The middle-aged man, dejected, asked, “Why do you insist on entering the forbidden area? The things there are useless to you, right?”
“Shut up! Just do what I said!”
Defeated, the middle-aged man turned and walked deeper into the hall.
From that day onward, the White Tiger Hall would never be the same… Or perhaps, it didn’t need a new name after all.
The thought made the middle-aged man even sadder. He had always believed that, if he were to die, it would be at the hands of righteous cultivators. At least then, he could shout a few slogans before his demise.
No, there would be no miracles.
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“What’s in the forbidden area?” Bai Lian asked Si Yunshang.
Si Yunshang hesitated before replying, “It may be a Demon Soul.”
Bai Lian’s eyes widened in surprise.
Before she could say more, a large “white cat” appeared out of nowhere and began playing with the spirit butterfly she had released. It wouldn’t take long for it to discover her.
Bai Lian quickly pulled out her inferior magic tool—the Golden Snake Lance.
“Jade Rabbit, poke it in the mouth!”
Obeying the command, the jade rabbit grabbed the Golden Snake Lance and charged at the white tiger.
Bai Lian, trying to avoid attracting attention, refrained from using any powerful spells.
The white tiger noticed the jade rabbit.
A rabbit demon? It must’ve snuck in from somewhere… I’ve eaten dozens of such rabbits before!
Enraged, the white tiger leapt.
But the jade rabbit was quicker. Seizing the opportunity, it thrust the Golden Snake Lance forward, stabbing the white tiger to death in one strike.
“Haw,” the jade rabbit huffed in satisfaction.
Bai Lian rewarded it with spiritual herbs, stuffing them into its mouth.
For now, the crisis was temporarily resolved. But before the troops from the Duxian Sect arrived, Bai Lian knew she had to find Chen Yizhi.
The righteous Martial Sister Bai Lian can’t afford to do nothing.
A false reputation is dangerous!
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