I Tame Beasts by Feeding

Chapter 246: Chapter 231: Spirit Wind Python

At the mention of his disciple, a flash of pride and complexity flickered in Mu Yongxian’s eyes. He glanced down at Yang Chengxu below the stage and let out a soft laugh.

"But then again, Peak Master Mo’s disciple is a peerless talent. He even managed to kill a Core Formation cultivator back when he was only at the Foundation Establishment realm. Truly impressive."

"It’s just a pity..." Mu Yongxian trailed off, saying no more. He just shook his head, his expression full of regret.

A dark look flashed across Mo Pengchen’s face. He let out a soft breath, his expression once again calm, and nodded lightly, looking thoughtfully at Mu Yongxian.

"A pity my disciple killed every last one of them. We couldn’t perform a Soul Search, and no traces were left. Otherwise, if I were to find out who was pulling the strings..."

As he spoke, Mo Pengchen’s gaze turned sharp, and his cultivation at the Peak of Core Formation erupted without reservation. His hair and beard stood on end, a bloody glint flickered in his eyes, and his voice was as ice-cold as the Nine Netherworld, as if it could devour a person’s very soul.

"Then, I’ll stake my very life to make them pay in blood! I’ll cast them into the Nine Netherworld to suffer the agony of a thousand cuts for eternity!"

Beside him, Mu Yongxian’s brow twitched. Seeing Mo Pengchen in such a state, he shook his head and muttered, "Then I wish Peak Master Mo success in finding them soon."

"However, one must break to build anew. After this experience, if he can truly move past it, your disciple, Zhang Tianwen, may yet be able to reach even greater heights."

Mo Pengchen said nothing. His eagle-like eyes suddenly fixed on Mu Yongxian as he spoke, "Was it you?"

"Huh?!"

Mu Yongxian’s brow twitched violently, and his expression changed. Waving his hands dismissively, he took an unconscious step back. He grunted, frowning as he turned to look at Mo Pengchen, a hint of indignation on his face.

"Are you kidding me? Would I really stoop so low? Why would I make such a vicious move over a matter between juniors? Besides, you know exactly how many Core Formation cultivators my Spirit Dragon Sect has. Don’t you know whether we’ve had any new additions or losses over the years?"

Seeing Mu Yongxian’s reaction, Mo Pengchen exhaled. After giving him a long, hard look, he suddenly smiled and shook his head. "I hope that’s the case. I suppose I was overthinking it. Never mind."

"Mm," Mu Yongxian nodded, his expression returning to normal. "All sixteen of today’s matches are finished. We’ll deal with the rest tomorrow."

"Alright," Mo Pengchen agreed, though a flicker of doubt deep in his eyes vanished as quickly as it appeared.

Beneath his sleeve, hidden in his palm, a pearl flashed with white light before dimming back to its normal state.

’The Lie-Detection Pearl gave no warning, but it seemed to react just a little. It looks like it wasn’t him, but... he must know something.’

Lost in thought, Mo Pengchen shook his head, pushing the matter to the back of his mind for now and trying not to dwell on it.

...

The disciples of the two sects were, of course, oblivious to the conversation that had taken place on the judges’ platform. As Zhang Tianwen brought the day’s final match to a clean and decisive end, the crowd erupted into an uproar.

Yu Changsheng was also in the crowd, with Li Minghan stuck to his side like glue, whispering:

"The sixteen matches are over. For this last one, we were lucky Senior Brother Zhang Tianwen showed up like a thunderbolt and ended the day with a crushing victory. Otherwise, things would’ve looked pretty bad, and it’s only the first day."

As he spoke, a wry smile appeared on Li Minghan’s face. After all, a final score of ten to six against them in sixteen battles was nothing to be optimistic about.

Neither of them had been chosen for today’s matches. But with thirty-two matches in the first round, they were both bound to fight tomorrow. Still, neither felt particularly nervous.

Yu Changsheng nodded, looking thoughtfully at Zhang Tianwen at the front of the crowd.

’Senior Brother Zhang seems to have recovered well, but I wonder about his Beast Taming,’ Li Minghan muttered to himself. As he looked up, he saw Zhang Tianwen making his way through the crowd toward them, and he froze.

’Is he coming to see me?’ The thought had just surfaced, and before the excitement could fade from his expression, Zhang Tianwen stopped right in front of them.

"Senior Broth—"

Excited, Li Minghan had barely gotten a word out when he saw Zhang Tianwen turn to Yu Changsheng beside him, cup his fists in a bow, and beam.

"You must be Junior Yu. My master mentions you often. Seeing you today, I can tell you’re as remarkable as they say—a dragon among men. We’ll be counting on you to give it your all in this competition."

Slightly taken aback, Yu Changsheng looked at Zhang Tianwen and returned the smile with a nod. "Senior Brother Zhang, you’re too kind. You were the one who turned the tide for us today."

To be honest, Yu Changsheng held Zhang Tianwen in high regard. An opportunity to befriend him would be most welcome.

"It was just a little trick. I won’t be able to go much further in this competition, but I’ll do what I can," Zhang Tianwen said, shaking his head. As he spoke, he clapped Yu Changsheng on the shoulder, pulled two bottles of elixirs from his Storage Pouch, and offered them to him.

"Senior Brother Zhang, what’s this?"

Yu Changsheng looked at him in confusion and didn’t take them.

"This competition is a matter of pride for our Wanxiang Sect," Zhang Tianwen said. "Here are two bottles of Healing Elixirs. Take them. You’re bound to get injured in the matches, and it’s important to stay in your best condition."

As he spoke, Zhang Tianwen pressed the elixirs into Yu Changsheng’s hand without taking no for an answer, his expression perfectly sincere.

After hesitating for a moment, Yu Changsheng nodded, accepted the elixirs, and put them into his Storage Pouch before smiling at Zhang Tianwen.

"Then thank you, Senior Brother Zhang. I’ll do my best."

Since Zhang Tianwen had made such a gesture of goodwill, Yu Changsheng saw no reason to refuse and cause him to lose face.

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