Let them offer their loyalty!-Chapter 1533 - 647: Thinking About Saozi, Huh? (Monthly Ticket Requested)

Chapter 1533: Chapter 647: Thinking About Saozi, Huh? (Monthly Ticket Requested)

With the words of the man in white, the Golden Lion couldn’t help but look into the distance as well.

There was no trace of a human figure where his gaze landed, but the Golden Lion knew the man in white was not lying.

Because he realized that the surrounding Cataclysmic Power was being siphoned away, surging rapidly toward the distance.

That feeling... it was as if the Cataclysmic Power possessed Life, flocking to worship a king.

And as the Cataclysmic Power gathered, the distant sky began to change dramatically, with storm and thunder converging into an immense crown of Fortune.

The crown blocked the heavens and veiled the sun, electric arcs flickering upon it, as if countless shattered stars were inlaid upon its surface. With every flash, the space around it trembled and distorted—awe-inspiring even from afar.

And if one looked closely, in a daze, it almost seemed as if the previously formless Cataclysmic Power had transformed into courtly carriages and chariots, ranks of fluttering banners, swaying streamers, and suspended parasols.

That majesty, that display, truly resembled the Heavenly Emperor on tour.

Seeing this, the Golden Lion hurriedly straightened his clothes, then stood with hands by his side, his expression solemn.

But the man in white was far more casual; though the smile on his face was gentle, his tone carried a hint of mockery as he said, "The President is still as arrogant as ever."

"Back in the day, as the foremost general under the ’West God King’, it was precisely his domineering, overbearing ways that led to the falling out."

At these words, the Golden Lion’s expression briefly stiffened, but he dared not respond.

After all, the man in white was the Heavenly God Reincarnation, and had a special relationship with ’Tian Qi’, so he could say whatever he pleased.

But as a subordinate, he was not afforded such freedom.

At that moment, while their reactions differed, two figures could be seen walking over hand in hand from afar.

Their strength was obviously extraordinary—while others flew, they simply walked through the air.

Even more remarkable, their steps were small, yet each stride carried them an immense distance, as though they possessed some space-folding Divine Skill—effortless and elegant.

Seeing that ’Tian Qi’ wasn’t alone, both the Golden Lion and the man in white were stunned; they narrowed their eyes, turning their gazes to Tian Qi’s companion.

After a moment, exchanging a glance, the Golden Lion lowered his voice, "Looks like... the Young Pavilion Master Shu Xia of ’Si Yuan Pavilion’."

The man in white looked at the handsome, refined figure in the distance and nodded slightly, his gaze faraway as he said, "Si Yuan Pavilion is among the top forces in the Northeast Region."

"Similar to the Second Sanctuary, their organization was established around their own race."

"But their race is somewhat special—called Tree Spirits. Not only do they live long lives, they also possess many wondrous racial abilities."

"The Pavilion Master of Si Yuan Pavilion is known as the Tree Ancestor, a top Eighth Rank powerhouse—an expert among experts."

"He has two sons and a daughter, as well as a daughter-in-law. All are at the Eighth Rank. They’re revered as ’the Five Great Talents of One House’."

"Among them, his older son’s wife Man Huang, and the younger son, Shu Xia, are both late-stage Eighth Rank, held in high esteem by him."

"But..." At this, the man in white’s voice faltered for a moment.

The Golden Lion glanced at the distant figures and took over, "But according to newly received intel, the Tree Ancestor, his eldest son, and daughter-in-law Man Huang have spent these past days hunting down Zhao Ji."

"In the end, they were counterattacked by Zhao Ji, who has broken through to the Eighth Rank."

"The Tree Ancestor and his eldest son died on the spot, and his daughter-in-law Man Huang was captured."

"Given the Tree Ancestor’s abilities, he probably left behind a Resurrection method, but his strength will definitely be drastically reduced."

"Under such circumstances, for the President and Shu Xia to arrive together—they must have some scheme in mind, don’t you think...?"

Upon hearing this, silence fell over the scene.

And so, moment by moment, time ticked away.

After a while, the man in white chuckled and said, "By the way, have you heard a certain rumor?"

"Rumor?" The Golden Lion glanced at him, baffled.

The man in white squinted with a grin, "I heard... Man Huang is known as the most beautiful, the best-built, and most talented woman among the Tree Demons."

"Back then, countless young talents in Si Yuan Pavilion were infatuated with her. All wished to marry her."

"And among those suitors were the Tree Ancestor’s two sons."

The Golden Lion paused, then couldn’t help but look at the man in white, mouth slightly open.

His mind was racing—after a moment, he ventured, "You mean... Shu Xia always coveted his Saozi?"

The man in white laughed with delight. Still, he raised his hands and said, "Those are your words, nothing to do with me."

The Golden Lion’s expression froze. He shot the man in white a glare, feeling this fellow was truly incorrigible.

Still, on closer thought, he felt what the man in white said was very likely true.

Si Yuan Pavilion is one of the top forces in the Northeast Region, so the core secrets are known among the Fog Hidden Association’s upper echelons.

The Golden Lion remembered reading intelligence reports indicating that the Tree Ancestor’s two sons didn’t get along—they often quarreled and fought.

Rumor had it, the deep conflict between them was primarily over the inheritance rights.

But... anyone who knows the Tree Demon race knows that reason is utter nonsense.

The reason is simple: Tree Demons live too long—the oldest can reach several centuries. Catastrophe beings can extend their life too, so no one knows how long a Tree Demon master might live.

Furthermore, the Tree Ancestor’s age is already incalculable, yet based on his condition, he’s clearly still in his prime.