Xu Guang suddenly realized Gongsun Wang’s intentions.
They were both powerful figures from many years ago, having long since married and had children. Their children, in turn, had their own children. Over many years, the ties to their descendants were unimaginable, and there were always so they were reluctant to leave behind.
Bonds and emotions are things that humans find difficult to completely abandon.
After all, those who are wholly devoted to cultivation and eschew all emotions and desires are a rare minority.
Xu Guang thought for a mont. If he were to go to Hongze, he would probably not bring many people. Moreover, he was confident that once he arrived in Hongze, his cultivation speed would be astonishing. Maybe within a few years, he could return to Li Taizhou on his own to fetch people.
These matters need not be a concern.
"Alright, if nothing unexpected occurs, I should only take my wife with ."
Gongsun Wang chuckled, "I almost forgot, you are already married."
Xu Guang also smiled.
Having made their agreent, Gongsun Wang took his leave.
...
Beyond Iron Dragon Pass.
Thump, thump, thump!
A series of dull sounds echoed throughout the Barbarian Royal Court’s camp.
Countless Barbarian soldiers raised their heads, looking with awe towards the tent from which the vibrations emanated.
Within the tent where the commotion originated.
Olek looked ferocious, his eyes bloodshot and radiating a fierce light. He appeared insane, repeatedly pounding his fists on the barbaric pattern on his chest.
"Get in! Get in there!"
A gigantic ox-headed beast continuously charged at his barbaric pattern. This was his fifth barbaric pattern, coming from a Third Grade Demon Beast, whose Beast Soul had confused him for years, though he considered it a form of training.
"When you were alive, I could kill you. Do you think you can kill now that you’re dead?"
Olek’s fearso expression resembled a monster’s, as he struck his own chest repeatedly, as if trying to hamr himself to death. The imnse clatter sent waves of chaos through the entire Barbarian camp.
After a long while, everything finally settled into silence.
Soaked in sweat, Olek stood inside the tent with a twisted smile on his face. Just now, he had almost died; however, he found that kind of death inglorious, not one he wanted to et.
Thus, he did not die.
The tent flap was lifted, and a towering, middle-aged Barbarian walked in. This was a priest.
"Olek, you’ve beco stronger."
"Hahaha, I’ve always been strong." Olek’s eyes were filled with aggression as he looked at the middle-aged Barbarian in front of him, sporting a deranged pleasure that made the middle-aged Barbarian shiver. "I wonder if you can grant a glorious death, Teda Sa Priest, you know, I’ve always respected you."
A feeling of spine-chilling dread washed over him. Though he was already a Third Grade, faced with this beast that the entire Royal Court feared, he harbored little thought of defeating it.
The middle-aged priest cursed inwardly.
Your respect is unnecessary.
If Olek respects you, it ans you have beco his prey. If nothing unexpected happens, he’ll soon seek you for an honorable death.
Teda Sa cursed in his heart.
Olek’s story was legendary. At four years old, after learning of an honorable death in the Onsa Tribe, he set it as his life’s goal. From the age of four, he lived a reckless life, slaying Demon Beasts, braving deadly lands... even challenging deities three years ago, shocking the entire Royal Court and making himself their enemy.
But to everyone’s surprise, after challenging a deity, he received divine favor, possessing divine lineage, and beca exceptionally esteed in the Royal Court. Even the great Barbarian King did not dare to visibly slight him, even bestowing upon him the title of Manxiong’s greatest warrior.
"Olek, there’s no need for such respect. I am but a simple priest. As the greatest warrior of the Manxiong, your true opponents are those cunning Central Plains People, especially Xu Guang, who recently made a big splash in Zouchuan Dao. I hear Xu Guang is coming."
Olek laughed heartily, "That Central Plains man who killed several Third Grade Barbarians? Indeed strong. I heard he also has a Kunlun Beast by his side? I don’t think I’ve eaten sothing like that yet."
Teda Sa wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, hoping Olek shifted his focus away from him.
"By the way, Olek, the King has sent you a few more Central Plains won of good looks. Your beastly energy could be spent on these won, and the barbarian bloodline of Manxiong’s greatest warrior should be extended."
Olek finally regained so normalcy, licking his lips and revealing a bloodthirsty grin.
"You know, my energy is quite vigorous."
Teda Sa nodded, "Rest assured, they’re all Fourth Grade won from the Central Plains, able to withstand your impact."
Olek was like a Martial Fool from the Central Plains, wanting nothing, liking nothing. Fortunately, over the years, nurtured by nurous Manxiong tribes, he had developed a liking for Central Plains won, and such a beast finally had a tether.
...
At dusk.
Outside Iron Dragon Pass.
The place was already filled with soldiers, led by Zhong Baihua, whose countenance was solemn as he stood at the forefront, waiting silently.
Around them, robust guards watched over each side, preventing any prying eyes.
The solemn atmosphere kept everyone silent, with even the flying mosquitos being shattered and falling by the occasional pass of invisible Qi Force.
Carriages rolled in slowly, and beside one was a strange Demon Beast over two ters tall, with a long nose.
"Greetings to the Vice Commander!"
The uniform chorus of voices rang out from the soldiers’ mouths.
Zhong Baihua’s face was also filled with a smile.
Rustle.
The curtain of the carriage was pulled aside.
A young man, whose face bore authority despite his incongruous age, stepped out slowly from within.
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