Beastmaster of the Ages

Chapter 3728 - Cicada Silk Suit?

"Dad, the Scorchmoon and Blazestar seem to have sustained damage. Could it have been done by that astralship?" Xing Baizhan’s voice was extremely cold.

"Maybe! It looks like Long Qian was lucky enough to obtain a great treasure, and those two set up a trap to ambush her.... A seed of heavenly punishment!“ When Xing Daoyin’s gaze fell on the foreheads of Long Qian, Jiang Linxi, and Mo Fan, his heart grew even colder and he instantly grasped the key point.

"They made a heavenly oath! Go investigate the terms of their bet immediately! It must be related to that astralship!" Xing Daoyin ordered a fifty-meter-tall man beside him.

"Dad, in the end, it must be connected to those three names in the fourth column. They might be comparing battle records to determine the ownership of the astralship. But what’d the Scorchmoon Cult and Blazestar Cult use to tempt Long Qian? And did they set her up using Luori Guiyang and the others?" Xing Baizhan raised an eyebrow.

"I'll investigate first. Once you go in, adapt to the situation. You can even find some core disciples from the Scorchmoon and Blazestar Cults and force the details out of them!" Xing Daoyin’s voice sounded like it was coming from the depths of hell.𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

"Don’t worry! How could we possibly let those lowly people take such a fine astralship? If they’re competing against those three slaves based on battle records, I’ll personally send the slaves to them as gifts!" Xing Baizhan's eyes locked on to Long Qian with a sinister glare. He coldly continued, "No matter what, Long Qian came from our domain. She’s our slave. Everything about her should belong to us. Yet those wretches dare to lay their hands on her? I’ll tear them apart!"

He was truly merciless. That was the confidence of the devas, and it was also their style of doing things. Although their available information was limited, they had already pieced together about seventy or eighty percent of the truth.

"You’re right. Long Qian came from our domain. The more trouble she causes, the greater our humiliation. It’s time to find an opportunity to completely get rid of her." Gray mist swirled in Xing Daoyin’s eyes.

Xing Baizhan licked his lips and said with a sinister grin, "Dad, wouldn’t it be a waste to kill such a fine woman outright? She’s only one level above me,"

"She’s a slave! Are you really that desperate? Aren’t you afraid of being ridiculed? Aren’t you afraid the heavenly shackles will cripple you?" Xing Daoyin shot his son a glare.

Xing Baizhan awkwardly chuckled, "Dad, I found a rare divine item called a cicada silk suit. It’s a product of a maniverse-class wild beast. It’s extremely thin and can completely cover Long Qian’s body. I heard that the experience feels just like the real thing, with no difference at all. In essence, I wouldn’t actually be touching her, yet I could still break her... That way her foul aura won’t affect me!"

"Are you sick in the head?" Xing Daoyin smacked his son’s head hard and scolded, "You’re putting so much thought into sleeping with a slave?"

"Dad!" Xing Baizhan seriously said. He looked at Long Qian and her alluring figure clad in black armor. "Setting aside the heavenly shackles, don’t you think the woman’s incredibly charming? She has courage, boldness, a fierce spirit, and an outstanding appearance. Even with the heavenly shackles limiting her, she still managed to become a fifth-level overflower! Among all the so-called Eightpart Pantheons members I know, who can compare? Conquering a woman that wild would be the most satisfying thing, don’t you think?"

Xing Daoyin was speechless. He had to admit, his son was right and that Long Qian was indeed captivating. Ignoring the heavenly shackles, what man wouldn’t be tempted by such a fierce woman? Who wouldn’t want to dominate her?

Even so, he still scoffed, "What you’d be doing is no different from sleeping with a dog! A lowly breed! No matter how pretty a dog is, I wouldn’t want to bed it."

Xing Baizhan was speechless. How could they hold a conversation like this?

Actually, their voices were quite loud. Yin Chen couldn’t openly spy on them for now, but Bai Ye’s soul seeds drifted about like dandelions, allowing it to eavesdrop without a trace.

"Cicada silk suit?" When Tianming heard that, murderous intent surged in his heart. They looked down on her, yet they still couldn’t resist her allure? So that was the devas?

"I thought the devas would be like the aurumites: majestic, golden, and strong, like a pride of lions...." But in reality, one of the three most powerful three divine races, the so-called super ghosts, were emaciated, gray, and reeked of death.

Of course, the devas had countless branches and Tianming couldn’t be sure if they were all like them. But at least the ones before him were completely unworthy of their grandiose name!

Their arrogant, superior attitudes were utterly nauseating.

"I wonder if I can use them to wipe out the Scorchmoon and Blazestar Cults?" A flash of inspiration struck Tianming. "It all depends on Yin Chen and Bai Ye. Especially Bai Ye!"

Tianming scanned the scene. The Three Great Cults had sent a total of three hundred participants. "Because the trial focuses on cultivation rather than combat, most of their participants are young geniuses. Among them, about sixty are still foundationeers! Sixth might have a chance to shine!"

Tianming was excited. The two lifebound beasts, one a scout and the other a master spy, could strike fear into the hearts of their enemies... if used correctly.

"Hmm?" Just as the thought crossed his mind, the gray coffin inside his lifebound space that was filled with death energy seemed to react to the devas.

"It’s probably drawn to their death-based power!" It didn’t mean that the few individuals present alone could trigger the birth of Eighth, but rather that their power might be the catalyst for its emergence.

"Don’t rush. I’ll remember it for you... devas!" Tianming reassured it.

It almost seemed to understand his words and gradually settled down.

"You’re rather obedient?" That slightly surprised Tianming. He had expected the later beasts to be even more violent.

"Tianming, it's time to enter!"

At that moment, the three hundred participants from the Three Great Cults had already entered the battle area of the Heavenly Dao Arena.

"Alright!" Tianming nodded and brought along Qingyu and Moran.

"My heavenly oath with Jiang Linxi and Mo Fan is based on the highest battle records among our three factions. For you all to win, any one of you must score higher than the highest score of any single cult! Beating one cult means saving a million people. Beating two means those two cults will never mine middlekin star again!" Long Qian solemnly reiterated.

The stakes were high. The enemy had offered grand promises to lure them into wagering the astralship. Clearly, they dared to bet big!

Such heavenly oaths were based entirely on mutual agreements. Though they seemed juvenile, that was the rule of the game.

For Tianming to win, he had to surpass everyone in those two cults.