Chapter 1166: This Door Isn’t Sturdy At All
The moment Bingwei and BingWu laid eyes on Xue Shilou, their knees almost buckled, and they felt like weeping.
Although they were at the Advanced Divine Transfiguration Stage, just like Xue Shilou, and they could dominate anyone below the Fusion Stage when they joined forces, Xue Shilou was a sword cultivator who could rival Fusion cultivators.
They had heard that he could hold his own against a Basic Fusion cultivator without losing ground, and there were even rumors that he had fought a demon king to a draw without sustaining any injuries.
If Xue Shilou strikes us with the sword even once, we will either be dead or seriously injured!
Why is Xue Shilou here? And why is he holding a rake?
Bingwei and BingWu whipped out nails and hammers from their storage rings and began repairing the door. As the Ice Jiao Tribe Chieftain’s trusted confidants, they were well-versed in everything from arson and murder to mending doors and patching shoes.
With Xue Shilou supervising their work, they dared not cut corners with inferior wood. Their hearts ached as they produced Dragonblood Tree trunks, carved them into a wooden door, and set it in place.
This was Dragonblood Wood, a top-tier material even for forging Divine-Transfiguration-level magical treasures.
“Teacher Xue, please continue with your class. We shan’t disturb you further.” Bingwei and BingWu bowed and withdrew from the martial arts school in a servile manner.
After the two left, they fled Muxue City, ignoring the astonished stares of passersby as they transformed into jiao dragons and flew off.
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The Ice Jiao Tribe Chieftain coiled atop an ice pillar, his presence naturally commanding authority. In the Ice Jiao Tribe, he was akin to heaven.
He frowned as he listened to the report from his two incompetent subordinates. “Are you saying that Xue Shilou is teaching that bastard child how to use a rake at a martial arts school?”
“It’s true, Your Excellency!” Bingwei and BingWu wailed and kowtowed repeatedly, recounting the terrifying scene. “We had a feeling that if we had been even a step slower, that killing star would have sliced us into minced meat with a single sword strike!”
The tribe chieftain snorted coldly. “Useless cowards, you can’t even discern the truth. Xue Shilou must have gone to Muxue City to study the sword qi left by that peerless sword cultivator. He probably came across the martial arts school, found it a convenient place to stay, and is teaching the children a few moves in his spare time.
“Did you really think that bastard child was actually Xue Shilou’s disciple?!”
Shi Yi counted as half an Ice Jiao Tribe member. Having anyone other than my confidants kill him wouldn’t be appropriate.
“This esteemed one will have to take care of it personally.”
The tribe chieftain wasn’t one to procrastinate. He immediately set out for Muxue City.
As an almighty Advanced Fusion cultivator, I certainly don’t fear some “killing star” like Xue Shilou.
The tribe chieftain landed and took on human form, making not the slightest effort to conceal his killing intent. Even passersby could sense his aura and hurriedly gave way.
He went straight to the Tiger Roar Martial Arts School in Muxue City and kicked the door to splinters.
“Xue, don’t think that my two subordinates...”
“Little Shi, let your fists follow your instincts. Don’t be too stiff with your movements.” Lu Yang pointed out the flaw in Shi Yi’s technique.
Shi Yi practiced with all his effort, doing exactly as Lu Yang instructed. He felt that practicing the Tiger Roar Fist was helping him awaken his bloodline, which was beneficial.
All the students turned to look at the Ice Jiao Tribe Chieftain.
Lu Yang also turned to look at him.
The moment the tribe chieftain saw Lu Yang, he felt as if he had been plunged into an icy abyss, and he stiffened like a marionette.
The Ice Jiao Tribe was a branch of the Dragon Tribe. He had been fortunate to attend the East Sea Old Dragon King’s birthday banquet, where he had witnessed Lu Yang and the Dragon Ancient Ancestor emerging from the Dragon Pearl, and the Dragon Ancient Ancestor had thanked Lu Yang for awakening her.
He had also heard that Lu Yang was the next sect leader of the Dao-Seeking Sect, regarded highly by both the Primordial Heavenly Sovereign and the Vast Sea Daoist Lord, who was also the Dao partner of Ao Yao, the Dragon Tribe’s old ancestor.
Furthermore, Lu Yang was the number one prodigy of the present age, with an immensely powerful background.
This isn’t someone I can provoke at all.
“What do you want?” Lu Yang frowned, annoyed that his class had been interrupted.
The tribe chieftain said indignantly, “Don’t think that my two subordinates are reliable. Just look at their shoddy work at repairing this door. It’s not sturdy at all. One kick, and it splinters. What an utter disgrace. Good thing I came to inspect it!
“Rest assured, I will make sure to repair this door nice and sturdy!” As he spoke, he produced a hammer, nails, and the main trunk of a ten-thousand-year Coiled Dragon Tree from his storage ring.
The ten-thousand-year Coiled Dragon Wood was one of the Ice Jiao Tribe’s foundational assets. Any Fusion cultivator would be tempted if they laid eyes on it. Even the tribe chieftain felt a pang of pain as he took it out.
Soon, the martial arts school was fitted with a new wooden door. The Ice Jiao Tribe chieftain backed away with an obsequious smile and departed.
“I won’t disturb your class any further. Please continue.”
Right after leaving the martial arts school, he transformed into a jiao dragon and flew back to his tribe, still shaken.
“Father, have you killed that bastard child?” The Ice Jiao Tribe Chieftain’s son asked. He was a pale young man with unsteady steps and a sinister smile.
He had long coveted Bingwu’s beauty, but she always kept him at a distance. Even when his father personally persuaded her, it was useless.
She must still be thinking about her son.
Now that Father has killed her son, any lingering attachments will be severed, and Bingwu will finally submit to me.
Smack!
The tribe chieftain slapped his son. “What bastard child? Watch your words! That is the Holy Son our tribe has secretly groomed!”
“Ah?” The son clutched his cheek, dumbfounded.
The tribe chieftain offered no further explanation. He hurried to the forbidden grounds to release Bingwu, hoping Lu Yang wouldn’t hold a grudge against him.
Our Ice Jiao Tribe’s greatest dream is to produce a true dragon and join the Dragon Palace. If we really offend Lu Yang, one word from him could bar us from entering the Dragon Palace forever.
“Bingwu, shall we bring your son and husband here, or would you prefer to go back to them?”
Bingwu eyed the tribe chieftain suspiciously. What happened? His attitude toward me has shifted so drastically that I can’t help but suspect there’s some sort of scheme.
“I’ll go back.”
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When Shi Yi returned home, he found his father slumped over the table. Despite having quit drinking, he had been drowning his sorrows, now unconscious.
He had buried the matter of his wife deep inside his heart, but after recounting the past to his son, those memories came gushing back. He could only numb himself with alcohol.
Shi Yi sighed. Yet boundless fighting spirit surged within him.
So what if they’re the Ice Jiao Tribe? Even if it costs me my life, I will rescue Mom!
He felt that practicing the Tiger Roar Fist could help him awaken his bloodline. Though he didn’t know why, he was sure it would be the key to saving his mother.
Suddenly, the door opened. The north wind howled; snow and wind poured in.
A peerlessly beautiful woman stood at the door, covering her tear-streaked face.
Through his blurred vision, Hunter Shi seemed to catch sight of the graceful figure he had been separated from for fifteen years.
“Bing’er.”
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Murong You stared at the brocade banner on the table, lost in thought. His disciples said that they didn’t know anything about it, so he summoned Lu Yang and Xue Shilou. He pointed at the banner and asked, “Shi Yi’s family sent this brocade banner to our martial arts school, thanking us for reuniting their family. Do you two know the reason?”
The two teachers looked blankly at Murong You and shook their heads.
“And our martial arts school has a new door that’s rather sturdy; did you get someone to replace it?”
The two teachers continued to look blankly at Murong You and shook their heads.
“No, we didn’t.”
Murong You let out a hiss. Are there really so many kindhearted people in the world?
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