Rebirth as a Willow Tree, building the strongest tribe in all of eternity - Chapter 132
Chapter 132: Chapter 124: White Tiger Paves the Wav (First Update)_i
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In the wild, a fiery red demon bull tore through the landscape, its momentum awe-inspiring. With each step of its thick hooves, a lava rolled and the earth cracked below, painting a terrifying picture.
Moreover, runes flowed around its massive horns, surrounded by flames. They coalesced into an enormous phantom image that was indestructible, capable of tearing the air asunder. Even mountains quickly turned into dust in its presence, causing the White Tiger to continuously beg for mercy.
It had an intuition that if it continued to be stubborn, it would truly meet its end under the bull’s horns, impaled and flung away.
“The individual and the bull are so strong, it’s as if they can suffocate someone!” Far away, a genius of the human race who had yet to depart unintentionally caught sight of this scene, his face full of disbelief.
They all knew too well how arrogant this White Tiger had been before, going as far as to act unruly and domineering. Yet now, the White Tiger could not even muster the strength to fight back. Not only was it bloodied and bruised, but several of its teeth had also shattered.
Many were filled with surprise, they wanted to know where this strange duo of man and bull originated from.
There was also the Feng Luan Vicious Bird. If they had not seen wrong before, this person and bull had fallen from above this creature.
A group of people ascended to the more prominent Majestic Peak fromwhere they could see the boundless sky.
The vicious bird was suspended in mid-air, as gigantic as a mountain. The sun s rays were casting its enormous shadow over the forest. This mighty creature blocked the sunlight, stirring the air currents with the flapping of its wings and further shrouded the mountain with a curtain of darkness.
Some people suspected that there were other individuals on the bird’s back. From a certain angle, they could faintly see blurry figures moving back and forth, as if observing the situation below.
“What is this big cat saying now?”
By the fragmented rocks, Tu Wa Zi dashed over, brandishing his sword like a Little Devil King, standing before the White Tiger. There were bits of blood on his hands, not his own, but the Tiger’s.
He stared at the White Tiger’s face, full of perplexity. He meticulously studied the beast’s face for a while. He realized that the Tiger seemed to be trying to communicate something, but it was speaking in beast language, growling like a tiger, and he couldn’t understand a word.
“It’S begging me to spare it,” the Old Barbarian Bull mooed, speaking in human tongue, and relayed the truth.
“Thought you’d be tougher,” Tu Wa Zi retracted his fist.
I might let you off, but I currently lack an adequate mount. If you agree to serve as my ride, I’ll let you go. How about it?”
Tu Wa Zi spoke again. Meanwhile, he quickly stepped forward, grabbing hold of the White Tiger. He then examined the beast’s teeth and fur, pretending to know what he was doing.
In the Wilderness, experienced elders who knew how to identify horses would primarily look at these two features to accurately distinguish a good horse from an old one.
Of course, Tu Wa Zi didn’t possess this skill. However, he thought that this White Tiger prospect would serve as a suitable mount. After all, it had already endured multiple blows from him, only losing a few pieces of its capped teeth.
With such a physique, it was naturally suited to serve as a mount.
What’re you gonna do, Big Kitty? Gonna be my mount so I can let you live?” Tu Wa Zi pulled a face and asked again.
“A mount? I hail from Xiling Beast Mountain!?” The White Tiger Beast was taken aback. Its narrow, tiger-like eyes swiveled around, its face filled with resistance.
As a member of a noble lineage, the thought of being captured to serve as a mount was an utter disgrace. If someone familiar saw him in such a state, he would lose face.
“Kid, being able to enter that village is your blessing in this life, don’t be a fool in your fortune. There are countless rare and exotic beasts in this world who wish to enter. You’re merely a Species of the Ancient Times, how do you compare to me, the Old Bull? If I can serve, why can’t you? Do you think being a mount is beneath you?”
The Departure Fire Divine Bull spoke, uttering beast language. The image of a towering figure flashed through its mind.
At the peak of the mountain, with leaves sharp as blades.
A sight that was unforgettable at just one glance.
What an awe-inspiring existence it was, it commanded the same respect as Heaven and Earth, too blindingly radiant to look at directly. A seemingly arbitrary gift had enabled it to evolve from an ordinary species to a Pure-Blooded creature. Its abilities were inconceivably vast, the equivalent of having all the world’s marvels within oneself was not an exaggeration. Forget the Lower Realm, how many in the Upper Realm could accomplish this?
The Departure Fire Divine Bull felt that this White Tiger was being foolish. This was a fantastic opportunity and it should’ve accepted without hesitation.
Once inside that village, there was a high chance it could catch the attention of that entity, gain unimaginably profound opportunities, and skyrocket to the top.
I m of the White Tiger Clan, descended from the Ancient Years. I am born dignified, how can I let the Human Race ride me, especially a kid!?!”
The White Tiger fervently shook its head, its heart filled with extreme repulsion.
“Old Bull, what’s Big Kitty saying now?” Tu Wa Zi stared at the Old Barbarian Bull and the White Tiger as his gaze shuffled back and forth between them, failing to comprehend a single word.
“This White Tiger would rather die than comply, it doesn’t want to serve as your mount. Old Bull suggests to kill it and be done with it,” the Old Barbarian Bull relayed this transparently.
This rebellious cub has a stubborn nature and is prone to tantrums. It won’t be
easy to tame, and even if it agrees now, it could go back on its word later.”
Rather than dealing with its betrayal, why not kill it now and eat its flesh?
Tiger meat and bone are great tonics, especially White Tiger of an Ancient Species. The meat and bone are not only delicious, but they also strengthen the body and replenish energy. It’s the perfect substance to temper the body!” The Departure Fire Divine Bull’s eyes gleamed with murderous intent, striking fear into the White Tiger. It trembled as it looked at the Old Barbarian Bull, fearing it might suddenly lash out.
It could sense from the Departure Fire Divine Bull a terrifying pressure that far exceeded any Ancient Species, like a tidal wave, forcing its soul to tremble.
The human child bystander was equally terrifying. He seemed to be made of stone, every punch he delivered was like a dragon’s. Each landing punch brought mountains trembling, and every inch of the Tiger’s flesh shivered because of this. The boy was even more absurd, possessing an invincible aura.
“As long as you don’t kill me, I assure that I won’t rebel in the future. I can…even serve as your mount…”
In a hurry, the White Tiger spoke, expressing in human language its agreement to become the boy’s mount.
When beneath someone’s roof, one must bow their head!
It was still young with a long future to look forward to. It didn’t want its existence to end here. It had hope knowing that while the sun was still shining, there would always be firewood to burn!
Most crucially, its grandfather was waiting for him outside of Hundred Broken Mountain. As long as it managed to escape from these mountains, its grandfather would certainly rip these hateful beings to shreds, consume them alive and avenge it.
“I think this White Tiger is talking rubbish,”
The Old Barbarian Bull was still distrustful of the White Tiger. The speed at which it had changed its attitude was suspicious. It was still firmly resisting one moment and then acting utterly docile the next – clearly it had something to hide.
Hearing this, the White Tiger wanted to scream internally.
Even though it indeed had ulterior motives, you are pointing your blades at its neck. Is it excessive to deny it its plea for mercy?
No harm done, no harm done. I believe I can touch this Big Kitty’s heart with my sincerity,” said Tu Wa Zi, who seemed to think the White Tiger was sincere..
