Hearing a familiar voice come from behind, Bai Zhilong, the Great Gōng Clan's Patriarch quickly turned around, bowed slightly to me, and greeted, "Greetings Ancestor Bai Tien! So, you have also come out from your recluse too."
"Yep, how can I stay inside when such an exciting and rare event happens in my Clan?" Bai Tien responded with a calm tone.
They glanced up and saw the tearing of the small area of navy blue sky like a piece of thin paper and next, a gigantic back wooden ship flew inside through the black tear. After that, another human also walked inside and landed on the ship's deck which was hovering high above in the sky. Then, the tears mended themselves returning to the former normal blue sky.
Ten flags were hung all around the black ship. Each of the flags had a design of a Gigantic Golden Hammer and just below it was written the word Tang in majestic, powerful strokes.
"Hmm, so, it's actually true. The Tangs keep their word to invade us." Bai Zhilong, the Gōng patriarch, asked, "Ancestor, shall we join hands today and end all of these bastards?"
"Nope! You're the current Patriarch. Who told you to invade Tang without knowing their hidden strength? It's your mess. So, clean all of those damn messes yourself." Bai Tien, the Ancestor responded lazily and he yawned.
Bai Zhilong didn't react outside but inside he was screaming in his head madly, 'You damn old bastard! Someday, I'm gonna skin you and slowly pull all of those lazy bones out of your body.'
Then he insisted with a jovial smile, "Master, is there any reason that you are not going to deal with those bastardly peasants from the east?"
Even though he thought that his evil plots and killing intentions were well hidden, it was not the case in front of the Ancestor's eyes.
But Bai Tien didn't reveal it as he always did as if he had zero knowledge about his evil designs.
"There is no need to spoil it now. You'll know it soon later on. Well, good luck dealing with those bastardly peasants." Bai Tien said and then he waved the long sleeve of the robe and disappeared mysteriously within the thin air with a tiny fluctuation of wind eddy currents living behind in the spot he was before.
Just after that, Bai Zhilong snorted and spat on the spot while making a face of disgusting expression. And he whispered under his breath, "I better have a breakthrough in my cultivation and must have come up with a perfect plan to deal with this old scum soon before he kills me first as he did to all of my elder brothers after making them the patriarch. For others in this damn world, this Mango Grove Pocket Realm is considered heaven but for me, it is just a prison."
Then his expression changed into a grimace of madness and forced out word by word, saying: "You Scum Tien, after killing you and destroying your soul ball, I'll destroy this place too, and then I'll even forsake my family name which nauseates me all the time when other call me. And for now, I have to continue playing this pretending game."
He thought that all of his words were covered by his camouflaging technique but it was still heard by the man who just left.
Currently, Bai Tien was sitting on his favorite seat on the branch of the apple tree on another nearby island. He took a bite and said with a moody tone, "For once after all this, we finally have developed a common feeling. Yeah, I hate this Bai surname too, and when people call me that I feel so mad that I almost puke all the time….. But the truth is that I'm the one using that surname not you all evil spawn. After ending all of this fart, I'll soon be known to the entire lower realm as not Bai Tien but Gōng Tien!"
He looked above and saw those 4 thousand five hundred and fifty-five Golden Chariots of Gong Clan driven by Tier-5 beasts each hovering above the city and surrounding the black into a formation.
"Oh, ho-ho-ho, kill all those bastards! Tang Patriarch, please don't disappoint me," said Bai Tien.
But next to him, a bald youth wearing a saffron dress appeared standing beside him on the branch of the tree.
"Oh-ho, perhaps this might be the wrong time." said the monk with a wine gourd hanging around his waistline.
"So, it's Envoy Tan Hua. You're earlier than I expected. What about the other three envoys? Are they also here?" Bai Tien said while clasping his palms toward him. Yes, this monk was one of the envoys sent by the Middle Realm Union to manage this season's upcoming World Open Martial meet.
"Not yet, but they'll be here soon." Tan Hua, the monk responded while clasping his hand back as a formality.
He continued, "But, no offense brother Bai, I happened to overhear you. So, out of curiosity, let me ask this; why do you wish to let your clan destroy? Anyway, you're their ancestor and the founder of this Great Gong Clan."
His question was way out of line but he still asked out of curiosity and also with the mentality that he was stronger than anyone walking in this lower world.
Bai Tien knew his attitude already but he was still patient enough and responded with a calm tone while laughing wryly, "Founder- that's correct. But to call me their Ancestor, hahaha, that's laughable when I was forced to raise one of the notorious sons of my most hated enemy…. But, still, after all these centuries of living with his brethren, I gradually develop the feeling of a fatherly figure for him and his long line of 345 generations of his kins and tried preaching to them the Dharmic day to never let them stray like their Ancestor. But, I failed as they even betrayed me in almost all the later generations, committing crimes everywhere they went in this world. And I've my reason for raising them and masquerading as their Ancestor, too."..... (please, stay tuned!)
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