Chapter 45: The Most Powerful Reaper's Symbol

  "Xiao Er, you've disappointed Grandfather too much!" Upon hearing Bai Xiao's words, Da Ling Gong Bai Ce's face suddenly sank, causing the temperature in the Ling Gong Great Hall to drop by several degrees.

  Dà Líng Gōng's scolding made Bái Zhēn jump in fright, and he hastily stood up and bowed his head, saying: "Please, grandfather, instruct me."

  Grandfather Bai Ce was good to them if they were good, but if he was strict or even punished them, he would not show any mercy.

  "Hawks, regardless of whether this tribe can successfully establish a nation or not, whether it's the country of the future or the tribe of the future, it will all be yours."

  As a superior, you must remember that you cannot sacrifice the overall situation for temporary pleasure.

  "This Jiang Cheng is indeed a rare talent, and it's no wonder he's the awakened Heaven's Chosen Warrior. However, even if his current cultivation has broken through to the Seventh Realm of the Tianyun Boundary, becoming a pillar of strength for our tribe, he absolutely cannot be allowed to affect our tribe's grand plan for establishing a nation!"

  Saying this, Da Ling Gong pointed to the Ling Guang Pearl in his hand and said: "You see, Ai Zi's arms were disabled, not something that can be easily restored. However, why has Xiao Ling Gong been holding back until now, without immediately killing Jiang Cheng?

  Look again, around the martial arts stage, except for the chief of the Huli tribe, the chiefs of other Baibao eight tribes, even the soul warriors, have gathered around the martial arts stage, waiting to be launched.

  "If Xiao Ling Gong is angry and takes action against Jiang Cheng, intending to kill him, these people will immediately take action without hesitation!"

  "How dare they!?" White Lightning's voice was filled with an unplaceable tone: "They dared to attack Little Ling Gong? Don't they fear that our White Horde will settle accounts after autumn, and wipe out their entire tribe?"

  In Da Ling Gong Bai Ce's eyes, a hint of disappointment flashed again, but he still explained impatiently: "Actually, this is the survival strategy of the White Chaos Eight Departments!"

  "With the strength of our White Bone clan, apart from the Ge Shan clan, we can easily wipe out every single one of their tribes! However, they will band together and support each other. If we attack one household, at least four or five households will come to its aid, because they are well aware that the eight White Bone clans rise and fall together."

  "Especially in cases like Xiao Ling Gong's blatant disregard for rules, it will provoke a unanimous resistance from the Bai Hun Ba Bu!"

  "Oh, I see, Grandfather!" Bai Xiao's expression changed to one of sudden realization. "If Little Ling Gong kills Jiang Cheng today without regard for the rules, and no one helps Ge Shan Department, then tomorrow he can kill the Soul Warrior of Jin Gang Department, and the day after that he can kill Xiang Ying of Fei Yu Department."

  "That's right. For many years, our White Bone clan has been unable to conquer the Ge Shan clan, and there are also reasons for other tribes to support each other."

  Dà Líng Gōng Bái Cè finally revealed a hint of a smile. This grandson of his wasn't too stupid after all.

  "That's right, Grandpa, let Jiang Cheng get first place, fifty carts of grain is too cheap for them."

  "I've said it before, food is poison! It's also a harbinger of death!"

  On the martial arts stage, except for Hu Li's tribe leader Hu Zhenjiang, the leaders of the other seven tribes were all gathered on the stage, staring at Little Ling Gong Feng Qing with a tiger-like gaze.

  The wisdom honed through life and death in these mountains over the years is no trivial matter.

  One hunting dog encounters a tiger or leopard and can only become its prey, but two dogs can make the tiger or leopard hesitate. Three dogs can make it cautious, and four or five dogs can make the tiger or leopard retreat with disappointment.

  However, no one dared to speak again and provoke Little Ling Gong Feng Qing.

  The final step of a fierce competition, no one is willing to take it unless absolutely necessary.

  On the martial stage, only Jiang Cheng's aura was constantly growing, although compared to Xiao Ling Gong Feng Qing's aura, it was still very weak, but it had already grown into a small grass that could stand in the wind and rain.

  Xiao Ling Gong's chest heaved violently, and now he was also in a difficult situation. The plan to establish the country that the tribe had been plotting for so many years, he didn't want to destroy it from the bottom of his heart either.

  But his son's injury made him furious, and he hated Jiang Cheng so much that he wanted to tear him apart. However, the seven tribal leaders, plus the soul masters behind them, were a force powerful enough to shake the foundation of the Baihun tribe.

  "Alright, Feng Qing, stop it." Suddenly, a majestic and awe-inspiring voice exploded into the ears of the crowd. Without asking, everyone knew that only one person had this divine ability to transmit sound through space - the Great Spirit Bai Ce of the White Swirl Department.

  "Xiao Ling Gong's love for his son is deep, and he acted hastily. Please forgive him, everyone. I am here to apologize on behalf of Xiao Ling Gong."

  After a pause, the majestic voice continued to come, "Jiang Cheng vs. Feng Zhan Yuan, Jiang Cheng wins, Jiang Cheng gets the first place in this martial arts competition and the reward, congratulations to Ge Shan Department, you will get a reward of 50 carts of grain!"

  Feng Zhan-yuan won the second place and the prize money. Next, Jin Gang's Jin Tai and Huo Ri's Zhu Li will have a final match to decide the third place and its prize in this martial arts tournament!

  As soon as this was said, jealous and envious glances were immediately cast towards Ge Shan's department.

  Almost at the same time, in the distant Ling Gong Grand Temple, Da Ling Gong Bai Ce stroked the head of White Xiao and whispered: "The strongest life-taking talisman has been sent out, the great plan to establish the country, from now on, has already begun..."

  Dà Líng Gōng Bái Cè's voice transmission seemed casual, but at the moment the sound arrived, Féng Qīng immediately withdrew the surging spiritual power, and the tribal leaders also successively relaxed their tense expressions, returning to their respective positions!

  So, the small Ling Gong's rule-breaking behavior of intervening to save his son was covered up by Da Ling Gong Bai Ce with just a few words. However, an unexpected event occurred when Xiao Ling Gong Feng Qing stepped down with his own son, Feng Zhan Yuan.

  Feng Zhan Yuan's face turned bright red as he struggled to get out of Feng Qing's arms, his eyes wide with anger, staring at Feng Zhan Yuan and shouting: "Father, I don't want this kind of thing to happen again. You can either save me after the war or collect my corpse, but you absolutely cannot trample on my pride!"

  These words made Feng Qing stunned for a moment, and then, Feng Zhan Yuan rushed to Jiang Cheng and bowed: "This battle, I lost!"

  I was defeated by Feng Zhenyuan and I admit it wholeheartedly!

  But next time, I will absolutely defeat you, kill you!

  However, this time I owe you a life, before I thoroughly kill you, I will make you also owe me a life!

  After finishing this sentence, Feng Zhan Yuan raised his head and swung his arms like a soft noodle, like a victor, with his head held high and his chest out, he left like that.

  Xiao Ling Gong Feng Qing was stunned there, then shook his head and sighed. He had underestimated the pride of his son.

  "What a proud guy to death!" Jiang Cheng shook his head, and then eagerly sensed the power after the breakthrough.

  The feeling of spiritual energy surging in his dantian made Jiang Cheng feel filled with power from top to bottom.

  Jiang Cheng didn't expect that he would break through to the Seventh Realm of Cheng En under Xiao Ling's extreme pressure. Originally, according to Grandfather's estimation, Jiang Cheng's cultivation was advancing too quickly and breaking through this bottleneck wouldn't be possible in a year or two.

  It has just been a few days and it has already broken through!

  Jiang Cheng felt that if Feng Zhan Yun were to take another hit from him after breaking through the Seventh Layer of the Conferred God Stage, Feng Zhan Yun's arms would definitely be blown to smithereens, and he might even be killed on the spot.

  This is the power of the Sevenfold Blessings!

  "Good boy, great!"

  "Fifty carts of food, great job! You've saved the entire tribe! Shi Lao and them can now stay in the tribe with peace of mind!" As soon as Jiang Cheng came down from the martial stage, he was immediately surrounded by the people of the Ge Shan Tribe, who kept praising him nonstop.

  Yang Ze was so excited that he almost cried, "Jiang Cheng, do you know? My grandfather and my father were just like Shi Lao's generation. In the years of disaster when the mountain was sealed by heavy snow, in order to save food and let the young and strong survive, they left their tribes and disappeared forever in the mountains!

  "Every time I see the elderly and weak leave their tribe, exiled by myself, I hate my own incompetence, I'd rather kill myself. Thank you, thank you!"

  Yang Ze tightly wrapped Jiang Cheng in his arms, and before he knew it, tears had already wetted Jiang Cheng's shoulders.

  "Uncle, it will get better, the days of our tribe will get better and better!" Jiang Cheng comforted Yang Ze, his eyes also slightly moist, the scene of their self-imposed exile was absolutely one of the most heart-wrenching tragedies in this world.

  They say men don't easily shed tears, but it's just because they haven't reached the point of heartbreak yet.

  In stark contrast to the joyful atmosphere of the Ge Shan Department was Hu Lijiang, the chief of the Hu Li tribe.

  The death of his son and the grain reward obtained by Ge Shan's department had plunged Hu Zhenjiang into an uncontrollable rage.

  The battle continues, the last battle, also the final battle for third place between Kim Tae of Geumgang and Juri of Buldeul, was the bloodiest and most brutal one!

  But the result was already predetermined.

  A battle where both combatants have put life and death aside and are fighting with their lives, the final outcome can only be decided by strength.

  Even if Zhu Li of the Fire Day Division was extremely powerful, he had already been seriously injured beforehand and had lost an arm, so in the end he wasn't a match for Kim Tae of the Diamond Division.

  If it weren't for Huo Yubai's tribal leader admitting defeat with tears in his eyes, Zhu Li might not have given up even if he had bled to the last drop of blood.

  The third place and bounty of the Martial Arts Tournament ultimately fell into the hands of the Guren Division.

  This martial arts tournament ended with Jiang Cheng, the dark horse, taking the top spot. Only Hu Lijin, the chief of the Hu Li tribe, stood there with his blood-red eyes fixed on him, standing still in the cold wind for a long time!

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