Chapter 549
by fanqienovelChapter 549: Wind Blue Rain Goose
Outside the territory of the Wind Blue Rain Goose, Xiong Li and Xiang Yun were lying in wait.
“Senior Brother Xiong Li, it would be great if we could capture this tribe and bring them back to the sect as mounts for our brothers,” Xiang Yun said, eyeing the Wind Blue Rain Goose with its impressive ten-zhang wingspan.
“We’ve already sent word back to the sect. With a Large Spiritual Vein here, they’ll definitely come to claim it,” Xiong Li replied.
“If this beast race cooperates, they can serve as mounts. If not, they’ll be wiped out. The choice is theirs,” Xiong Li added.
“I hope they submit. The sect’s spiritual boats are nice, but they’re all the same. Having these mounts would make things more interesting, and we could even chat with them during downtime,” Xiang Yun said with a grin.
In the Hidden Spirit Sect, Grape had classified the beast races based on the information they’d gathered.
Good, neutral, evil.
The criteria for good and neutral were simple: their nature wasn’t inherently bad, they held no grudge against the human race, and they hadn’t committed any large-scale massacres after coming into contact with humans.
Anything outside of that was considered evil. According to the Hidden Spirit Sect’s standards, such beings were only fit to be enslaved, just like the Five-Spirit Enlightened Monkeys from before.
“Senior Brother, I’ve noticed you’ve become a lot calmer lately,” Xiang Yun remarked with a smile.
He’d been following Xiong Li on various missions recently, and though they’d faced plenty of dangers, they’d managed to pull through together.
“I’ve always been calm; I’m just even calmer now.”
“The other day, I went to the Sutra Pavilion and had a chat with Junior Brother Xueling. It gave me some new perspective,” Xiong Li explained.
“So that’s why you’re calmer now?” Xiang Yun asked, curious.
“Not exactly. I realized that opportunities to push my limits are rare. If you force it, you’ll only end up making things worse,” Xiong Li said thoughtfully.
Just then, a shadow fell over them.
A massive spiritual boat landed nearby.
Spirit Cut stepped out, followed by a hundred Core Formation Stage Puppets.
He made no effort to conceal his aura, immediately alerting the beast king of the Wind Blue Rain Goose tribe.
A flash of blue light lit up the sky as the rain goose beast king appeared.
Spirit Cut narrowed his eyes, taking in the beast king’s imposing figure. “This tribe would make excellent mounts,” he remarked.
Xiong Li and Xiang Yun exchanged a glance.
“Respected Elder of the human race, if you have no intention of fighting, I suggest you leave at once,” the rain goose beast king said coldly.
“I’ll make this simple: this Large Spiritual Vein belongs to us, the human race. And I’ve decided your tribe will serve as mounts for our disciples.”
“Submit and live, resist and die. The choice is yours.”
The Heavy Water Source Blade materialized in Spirit Cut’s hand, radiating the unmistakable aura of a celestial tool.
At the same time, two railguns in the sky locked onto the rain goose beast king.
The beast king felt as if a giant cannon were aimed directly at his head—this wasn’t just a matter of life or death, but total annihilation.
Then, ten more large spiritual boats appeared in the sky, and ten thousand Void Refinement Stage Puppets disembarked, forming orderly ranks in midair, ready for orders.
Xiong Li and Xiang Yun were stunned. A single thought crossed their minds:
When did the sect become so powerful?
“Little demon, make your choice quickly. In the time it takes for a stick of incense to burn, if you do not submit, I will begin to exterminate you. At that time, your entire tribe will become demon slaves.”
An endless sea of blood appeared behind Spirit Cut, with vengeful spirits from the beast race occasionally bursting forth from the sea, all with bloodthirsty and greedy looks aimed at the rain goose beast king.
“Hurry and choose: submit or perish.”
A hint of bloodlust twisted Spirit Cut’s smile.
Nearby, Xiong Li and Xiang Yun began to transmit messages to each other.
“I have a feeling that Elder Spirit Cut is not a good person,” Xiang Yun transmitted.
“You can’t judge someone by appearances. Elder Spirit Cut treats the disciples well. If a disciple asks him for guidance, he will teach them patiently,” Xiong Li replied.
When guarding the Steel Wall, he had even asked Spirit Cut a few questions about cultivation.
“However, Elder Spirit Cut’s demeanor is indeed a bit… but that doesn’t change the outcome.”
At that moment, all the beast race members of the Wind Blue Rain Goose tribe at the Nascent Soul Stage and above rushed over.
Following their beast king, they swore to live or die together with him.
Their determined and unyielding expressions highlighted Spirit Cut’s evil even more.
“It seems you are prepared to martyr yourselves for your tribe,” Spirit Cut said with blood-red eyes, glaring at the Wind Blue Rain Goose tribe in the sky.
“Human race, we will relocate our tribe and offer the large Spiritual Vein to you. Can you spare us?” the rain goose beast king pleaded.
“Not a chance. I desire both your tribe and the large Spiritual Vein. If you do not submit, death awaits.”
As Spirit Cut spoke, he waved his hand, casting a light curtain.
“This is the treatment our sect grants to the beast races that submit. You still have the chance to enjoy it if you submit now.”
“Becoming demon slaves means you will have nothing left,” Spirit Cut said with a smile, though his expression was quite sinister.
“Human race, do you take me for a fool?” The rain goose beast king felt insulted.
“Submit to our sect, and you will receive this treatment; I don’t believe it.”
“Of course, not all will receive such treatment, but as long as you serve our sect, you can become members of our demon division and enjoy these benefits,” a puppet explained.
Grape detected that the Wind Blue Rain Goose tribe belonged to a neutral race, and their talents were extremely suitable for being mounts, so he took over the persuasion from Spirit Cut.
He feared that if Spirit Cut had a sudden urge, he would wipe out all these beast races.
“Once our tribe submits, how will we be treated?” the rain goose beast king asked, softening his tone.
He realized that even if they did not submit, they would still face a life of servitude, especially with the murderous intent emanating from the sky, which made him reluctant to command his tribe to flee.
“Relocate your territory outside the Lin Sen Fairy City and accept the control of our Hidden Spirit Sect.”
“As long as you do not harm the human race, you will still have a degree of freedom. Your only loss will be not enjoying this large Spiritual Vein,” the puppet continued.
“I, the Wind Blue Rain Goose tribe, submit,” the rain goose beast king sighed.
In the demon race, they were oppressed by powerful clans, planning to escape to the Human Realm to avoid such oppression and ensure the better growth of their young.
Unexpectedly, things did not go as planned. Even after arriving in the Human Realm, they faced oppression from the human sect. However, this was still better than extinction.
“Those who recognize the times are wise. Your choice will bring peace and hope for your tribe’s rise,” the puppet said, a hint of joy in its tone.
Seeing this scene, Spirit Cut felt displeased and said to Grape, “At least let me have a real fight with this beast king before this. I feel like I’ve just wasted my effort.”
“This tribe is not known for their fighting strength. Even if it came to a fight, Elder Spirit Cut wouldn’t enjoy it, and besides, the rain goose beast king wouldn’t last long against Elder Spirit Cut,” Xiong Li chuckled from the side.
He felt that Elder Spirit Cut must be itching for a good fight at that moment.
“Are there other beast races nearby? I want to find someone to battle,” Spirit Cut said, looking at the rain goose beast king.
“To the west, thirty million miles away, there’s the Lion Scorpion tribe. Their beast king possesses exceptional fighting strength and should surely satisfy the desires of the human race elder,” the rain goose beast king replied politely.