The Ninth Sister is a Prodigious Beast Master-Chapter 1493 - : Separation

Chapter 1493: Chapter 1493: Separation

“Brother, your friendship is secured with me; from now on, Holy Sword Ridge will be your ally, Beiting Huang!” Chi Fei exclaimed excitedly, knowing all too well that even now he could only conjure a black lump. As his father, the Great Sovereign Chi Xiao of Holy Sword Ridge, had put it, “It looks like a lump of poop!”

Perhaps it was Great Sovereign Chi Xiao’s words that cast a psychological shadow on Chi Fei. Whenever he tried to condense his War Soul, he always ended up thinking of the shape of poop, resulting in a War Soul that increasingly resembled a lump of poop.

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War Souls are directly related to combat power. The shapes of War Souls refined by different Lords vary, as do their resulting lethality. A War Soul in the shape of a sheep might be able to kill a Heaven Rank, but in front of a Gale Giant Dragon, an overwhelmingly powerful War Soul, it would surely be unable to even stand firm, let alone clash head-on.

Chi Fei almost groveled as he pleaded with Beiting Huang, “Brother, could you please pass on some tips for refining War Souls?”

Beiting Huang didn’t quite understand why he was asking this, glanced at him indifferently, and shook his head, “I just thought of a flying dragon, and so I refined a flying dragon. You’re already a Lord; you should have more experience than I do!”

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Both Chi Fei brothers were stunned, and Xu Xiaomo wore an incredulous expression. But all three of them portrayed the same sentiment: is it really that simple?

Chi Fei almost wanted to cry, but after being dumbfounded for a moment, a wave of ecstasy overcame him, and he jumped up, “That’s wonderful, I finally understand why!”

Beiting Huang glanced at him indifferently again, ignoring his wild antics, and said to Xu Xiaomo, “Xiaomo, time is pressing. We must part ways here, my brother. I believe it won’t be long before I can head to the 33 Heavens, then we can rejoice together over drinks!”

“Alright!” When it finally came time to part, Xu Xiaomo felt a touch of sorrow, but they were in grave danger if they continued to stay in the Dark Demon World. They were mere Energy Bodies, and one wrong move could spell real death. In a place rife with such formidable beings, Xu Xiaomo dared not linger longer. “I’ll take good care of your grandfather and your brothers, I promise!”

Chi Fei was somewhat frantic, showing great enthusiasm toward Beiting Huang, “And us at Holy Sword Ridge, Little Ninth, we’ll definitely be by your side too.”

Not until Xu Xiaomo and the others crushed their life tokens and took off into the sky as a streak of Lightstream, carrying a large amount of Demonic Source Stones, did Beiting Huang snap out of his sulk. He had left the familiar lands of Central Continent and come here – now he was truly alone.

No, he still had his magical beasts!

With his fighting spirit reignited, Beiting Huang connected with Beiming in his sea of consciousness, learned of their approximate location, and transformed into a golden streak of Lightstream, rushing in their direction.

The villagers of Green Mountain Village, although they had been captured by Elder Cheng to labor, fortunately, it was only for one day, and they hadn’t suffered much or sustained any injury. Beiting Huang hurried over, met with the villagers, and exchanged pleasantries with Long Tian. He could sense that Lingfeng’s mother kept staring at him with a mystifying gaze.

However, every time Beiting Huang deliberately tried to meet her gaze, she would turn her head away as if nothing had happened.

Beiting Huang didn’t ask; there are things that will naturally come to light when the time is right. Moreover, he could sense that this woman bore no malice toward him; she even seemed to breathe a sigh of relief upon seeing him return unharmed.