Celestial Refining Divine Scripture-Chapter 287 - 285: War Tiger and Vulture

"Young master, want a copy?"

The Martial Artist selling the list saw Xu Yang walk straight over, his eyes immediately lighting up: "Only three thousand Spirit Stones, quite the bargain around here."

"I'll take one!"

Xu Yang tossed over three thousand Spirit Stones without blinking.

Seeing how Xu Yang didn't even haggle and paid so decisively, the Martial Artist's smile grew even brighter.

"Here you go, young master."

Xu Yang took the ancient scroll, opened it up, and sure enough, at the top was the Barbarian Race prodigy ranking—one hundred in all.

With just a glance, they were basically all old acquaintances.

Number one: Tuoba Hongyu!

"She actually made it to number one?" Xu Yang raised his brows in surprise.

Tuoba Hongyu was no slouch—she'd even inherited the Barbarian God's legacy—but to Xu Yang's mind, only Tuoba Dajiang truly deserved the top spot!

"Young master, maybe Tuoba Hongyu's not quite as strong as Tuoba Dajiang, but don't forget, she's a Barbarian princess. Just for that, she has to be number one, right?"

The Martial Artist selling the list snickered, "Whoever can capture the Barbarian princess and bring her back, that's a hero of Daqian. Whatever you want, you'll get it—shoot, you could just stroll into Wuhou Hall to cultivate, no questions asked!"

"And this princess? She's also the wife of King Beixuan's son. Now isn't that juicy?"

At these words, a flash of icy light flickered in Xu Yang's eyes.

He acted like he didn't hear a thing, smiling faintly and continued reading the list.

Number two, as expected, Tuoba Dajiang!

Number three: Helan Xing!

Number four: Wuo Chengfeng!

Number five: Guo Wenzhan!

Claiming this is the latest list, but clearly the outside world doesn't know Guo Wenzhan's already kicked the bucket!

One Guo Wenzhan and one Helan Ying dead—who knows how the Barbarian Race will react?

Xu Yang's lips curled as he read on.

"Huh, number six is Zhao Yan—isn't that a Daqian Martial Artist's name?"

Xu Yang was shocked, looked at the background info, and instantly got it.

This Zhao Yan, young master of the great Zhao Family of Leizhou, didn't escape when Leizhou fell—his family got sabotaged by enemies, got caught by barbarians in the end.

So, of course, they switched sides to the Barbarian Race!

But Zhao Yan's skills were legit, otherwise he wouldn't be able to hold the sixth spot!

Even in Daqian, he could kick the asses of most titled Marquis Wu.

The rest of the top ten were all familiar names too.

Past that, Xu Yang barely recognized anyone.

The top Barbarian prodigies he knew were basically just those former top ten Blood Generals.

Surihan, Guo Wenzhan—both died by his hand!

The others were Barbarian Race military warlords!

Some of the front-runners made Xu Yang speechless.

First General, High Priest, clan warlords—like hell any of them are easy to hunt, all are absolute monsters!

He couldn't care less about the Governor's bounty anyway.

"Best if I find a few old friends—let's have a nice chat, eh!"

Xu Yang's eyes went cold.

"Kid, first time in Guhua City?"

A not-so-friendly voice sounded from the rear side.

Xu Yang rolled up the scroll, first seeing the Martial Artist selling the list turn pale as if he'd seen a ghost and flee in a flash!

He turned around—four Martial Artists.

All of them seeping with Evil Qi!

The guy in front was a giant, Early Stage of the Myriad Manifestation Realm, radiating a wild and brutal oppression, like a terrifying beast!

"What do you want?"

"We are the Battle Tiger Squad—just short one member."

The leader, Battle Tiger, gave Xu Yang a sharp once-over and grinned: "You seem like a good fit to me!"

Xu Yang instantly knew he'd been marked. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

He'd come prepared, face fully disguised!

His cultivation was also the real deal—Yang Realm Perfection!

But a guy like him was easy to spot as a newcomer!

Maybe someone saw him buying the list just now.

Such generosity, not batting an eye at Spirit Stones, easily mistaken for a clan hotshot out on a training trip.

And coming alone? In some folks' eyes, that's a sitting duck and a half!

"I don't think so," Xu Yang replied coolly.

Battle Tiger's face instantly darkened.

One of his underlings said coldly, "Kid, you have any idea what kind of rep the Battle Tiger Squad has here? We've only got a few people, but we're top five among all squads!"

"Letting you join is us giving you face—don't make us slap that face of yours!"

Xu Yang couldn't help but laugh: "Forcing me to join is 'giving me face'? Man, you sure know how to flatter yourselves."

"You're begging for death!"

The big guy raged, about to make a move—but Battle Tiger yanked him back.

His eyes turned tiger-crazy, voice icy: "Kid, I'm giving you one more chance to choose!"

"What if I don't choose—what could you possibly do?" Xu Yang sneered, unfazed by their threats.

Early stage Myriad Manifestation and you wanna act tough in front of me?

"Battle Tiger, where the hell's your pride? City's on the brink and you still got time to screw over your own people? I feel embarrassed for you, man!" Suddenly, an angry curse cracked out, making the killing intent in Battle Tiger's eyes vanish instantly.

He spun around, frowning: "Vulture, what business is it of yours if I recruit people?"

The newcomer was skinny, also Early Myriad Manifestation Realm.

Trailing behind were four men and women—obviously another squad!

And at odds with Battle Tiger!

Xu Yang watched with interest.

"Brother, did you agree to join their Battle Tiger Squad?" Vulture grinned at Xu Yang.

"Nope!"

"A shameless squad like that? Not my style!" Xu Yang joked with a smirk.

"Hahaha!"

As soon as he heard that, Vulture laughed out loud. His teammates nearly lost it too.

"Little bastard's courting death."

Battle Tiger flew into a rage, suddenly slapping at Xu Yang.

And just then—

Vulture flickered, ghostlike, right in front of Xu Yang and threw a punch.

Bam!

The two men both staggered back.

Evenly matched.

Battle Tiger snarled, "Vulture, you wanna brawl with me?"

"Scared of you? Not even a little!"

Vulture didn't budge.

Battle Tiger's face twisted violently, fist clenched, then slowly relaxed, voice cold: "Can't butcher you in the city, but just you wait—next time you're in my hands, won't just be one or two of you dying."

"Let's go!"

Battle Tiger led his men away.

Vulture's face was dark, a flash of hatred in his eyes!

Two of his friends had died at Battle Tiger's hands.

But Battle Tiger was no weakling, and Vulture had never been confident he could handle him—still waiting for a chance.

Vulture forced down his hatred, turned to Xu Yang, and praised him: "Not bad, kid—faced down Battle Tiger without even blinking!"

"Thanks for the compliment!" Xu Yang smiled slightly.

"Interested in joining our Vulture Squad?" Vulture sent the invite.

"Seem a little young, but Yang Realm Perfection's nothing to sneeze at."

"I say let him join!"

"If he's a handsome guy, even better!"

The squad's only woman glanced at Xu Yang's face, then let out a frustrated sigh.

Xu Yang's mouth twitched. After a moment's thought, he said, "It would be my honor!"