parentshiftbook Chapter 389 High Priest and Grandmaster Join Forces
Chapter 389 High Priest and Grandmaster Join Forces
Chapter 389 High Priest and Grandmaster Join Forces
Northern Desert, the Golden Wolf Royal Court.
In July, the northern grasslands display a vibrant energy that is almost cruelly different from the deathly stillness of winter.
The blazing sun, like a giant furnace, hung in the azure sky, unblemished by any other color, pouring down its scorching rays without reservation. The vast grasslands, withered by the sun, took on a parched yellowish-green hue, and waves of heat twisted and rose at the horizon.
The dry wind, carrying sand and grass clippings, howled across the fields, bringing with it a rough, earthy scent of soil and pasture.
In this sweltering world, at the heart of the Golden Wolf Royal Court, inside a magnificent tent constructed of thick windproof blankets and sturdy timber, the heat was still stifling despite being shielded from the direct sunlight.
The tent flaps were rolled up for ventilation, and the scorching wind from outside occasionally blew in, causing the animal bone wind chimes hanging inside to make a dull clanging sound.
Second on the Earthly Ranking, the High Priest of the Golden Wolf Royal Court, Chi Na Ri, sat cross-legged on a gleaming leopard skin.
He was thin and gaunt, draped in a colorful shamanic robe symbolizing his status. He was stroking a string of prayer beads made from animal teeth and dry bones, his fingertips turning slightly white from the effort. His face was etched with deep lines from the wind and sand, but his eyes, instead of being cloudy, shone with a deep and sharp light, like a sand fox searching for its prey under the blazing sun.
Sitting opposite him was a middle-aged man, weathered but still exuding an air of nobility. He was none other than the valiant Marquis Chidan, who had previously been defeated in the power struggle of the Great Xia Dynasty and fled in disgrace.
The current Divine Marquis's brows are filled with an unyielding gloom and hatred, as if a flame burning within him is hotter than the scorching sun outside.
The atmosphere inside the tent was heavy, with only the occasional sounds of cattle and sheep bleating and the fluttering of banners in the wind coming from outside.
"Why would the Divine Lord come to this sun-scorched place of mine instead of enjoying the cool comforts of the Great Xia?" Chi Na Ri spoke first, his voice hoarse, like the rubbing of dried animal hide, carrying the unique accent of the grasslands. His tone was calm, yet it revealed a scrutinizing air.
The Crimson-Blooded Marquis picked up the silver bowl on the low table in front of him and drank the slightly fishy-smelling mare's milk wine in one gulp to suppress his irritation and thirst. He said in a deep voice, "High Priest, why beat around the bush? You and I both know why I came here."
He set down the silver bowl, its bottom clinking softly against the wooden table, his eyes filled with a hatred that almost materialized: "My purpose in coming to see the High Priest is naturally for Li Xijun!"
"If this child hadn't suddenly appeared, entered the Eastern Palace, and seized the position I was determined to have, how could I have fallen to this state, wandering the borderlands like a lost dog? This grudge cannot be washed away even if the waters of the Three Rivers and Five Lakes were poured out!"
Chi Na Ri's cloudy eyes shifted slightly as he calmly replied, "I have indeed heard about the Divine Marquis's ordeal. However, this young man is no ordinary person. A few days ago, the Book of Mortals announced that he single-handedly killed four Earth Ranking Grandmasters in Yu Hang—heh, when I heard this, I was sitting in this tent and felt that the sun outside was even more dazzling."
His tone carried a hint of barely concealed apprehension.
"Not something to be trifled with? He's a monstrous dragon that preys on those it chooses to devour!"
The Crimson-Blooded Marquis gritted his teeth, his voice squeezed out from between them, "If this brat is not eliminated, when he ascends the throne and wields the power of the Great Xia, with his temperament and that unbelievably fast cultivation speed, High Priest, do you think your Golden Wolf Royal Court's grasslands will still be free for your sons to ride freely in the future?"
These words, like a precise arrow, struck the deepest worry in Akana's heart.
The wrinkles on his face appeared even deeper in the shadows. After a moment of silence, he slowly said, "The Marquis's words are not an exaggeration. This boy has indeed become a major threat to our grasslands. Moreover—"
A flicker of heartache and intense resentment flashed in his eyes. The fingers that had been caressing the bone bead abruptly stopped. "Back then in that secret realm of the northern desert, the Night Emperor Sword Embryo was already mine, but this brat snatched it away out of thin air and fled with the treasure. This grudge of having my path stolen is something I will never forget, day or night!"
That Night Emperor Sword Embryo was a divine weapon embryo left behind by the ancient Night Emperor, and it was quite compatible with his cultivation path. He had just made a move in the secret realm and was about to succeed, but Li Xijun beat him to it. He had been holding his breath for too long, as if a bone was stuck in his throat.
Seeing that Chi Nari's attitude had softened, the Crimson Marquis immediately pressed his advantage, leaning forward and lowering his voice: "Therefore, High Priest, our goals are the same."
"Li Xijun must die! Moreover, he must be nipped in the bud before he fully matures! Otherwise, once he gains power, who in the world can control him?"
Chi Na Ri raised his eyelids and gave Chi Dan Shen Hou a deep look, his gaze seemingly able to pierce through flesh and see into the heart: "Shen Hou, you have traveled thousands of miles, enduring wind, sand and scorching heat, to find me. After saying so much, you must have a perfect plan in mind?"
The Crimson-Blooded Marquis sneered, "Of course. Having cultivated connections within the court for many years, I inevitably have some inconspicuous spies. According to reliable sources, the 'Imperishable King' of the Vajra Temple has also arrived in Yuhang."
"The Undying King?" Chi Na Ri's gaze sharpened. "That monster who cultivated the Vajra Indestructible Body to near-immortality? Why—"
"Because Li Xijun is the successor of the Thunder God."
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The Crimson-Blooded Marquis interrupted, his tone certain, "The Vajra Path of Buddhism has a deep connection with the ancient Thunder God lineage, and the entanglements between them are beyond our comprehension. The Undying Venerable King will never sit idly by and watch the Thunder God's successor grow up smoothly. His destination in Yuhang is undoubtedly Li Xijun."
Akana seemed lost in thought, the bone beads between her fingers beginning to slowly rotate again: "You mean—"
"My plan is that the two of us, along with the Undying Venerable King, the three Grandmasters will join forces to lay an inescapable trap. No matter how powerful Li Xijun is, he will be absolutely doomed under the combined attack of the three Grandmasters!"
"Three grandmasters ganging up on one person?"
Chi Na Ri frowned slightly. "Such a force, and we're going deep into the heart of Great Xia—can we guarantee a smooth operation? If we're exposed, the consequences will be unimaginable."
"Why not?" said the Courageous Marquis.
"The Grandmaster traveled through the air at incredible speed. Even traveling at full speed, he arrived in Yuhang in just half a day."
"As for our whereabouts, I have a secret method to conceal them. In the short term, I guarantee that no one will be able to detect our movements. As long as we act quickly enough, like an eagle swooping down on a rabbit, before the slow-witted giants of the Great Xia Dynasty can react, we will have already succeeded and fled far away, returning to the grasslands!"
Silence fell again inside the tent, with only the monotonous and restless chirping of cicadas outside adding to the oppressive heat.
Akana's withered fingers gripped the bone bead tightly as he rapidly weighed the options in his mind.
Li Xijun's growth rate is truly terrifying. His earth-shattering achievements just a few days ago are still fresh in our minds, and now he has obtained the opportunity of an ancient secret realm. If we do not take this opportunity to completely eliminate him, he will surely become a great threat to the grasslands in the future, and the Golden Wolf Royal Court may truly be in danger of destruction.
Joining forces with two top-tier grandmasters, the Crimson-Blooded Divine Marquis and the Undying Venerable King, undoubtedly brought the success rate to its peak.
Although venturing deep into the heart of the Great Xia Kingdom is extremely risky, it is worth the gamble compared to the potential annihilation we may face in the future!
Finally, a fierce glint flashed in his eyes, like an old wolf making a firm decision, and he pressed the bone bead in his hand heavily onto the leopard skin: "Very well! Just as the Divine Marquis said, if this child is not eliminated, the grasslands will never have peace! I will go with you on this journey!"
A relieved smile appeared on the face of the Crimson-Blooded Marquis: "The High Priest is indeed a man of great principle!"
Both men were decisive and ruthless, and once they reached an agreement, they did not delay any longer.
Akana stood up, took off his slightly heavy sacrificial robe, and put on a dark-colored single garment that was easier to move in. His aura became more restrained, yet it was like a bowstring taut, ready to be released.
"Let's not delay, let's set off now!" The Courageous Marquis also stood up abruptly.
Without any further arrangements, the two figures, like phantoms blending into the heatwave, silently slipped out of the tent.
The next moment, two streaks of light, almost invisible to the naked eye, tore through the sky, carrying a resolute killing intent, and sped towards the southeast, towards the location of Yuhang City in the Great Xia Dynasty.
On the vast grassland, only the scorching wind continues to blow tirelessly, stirring up sand and dust, blurring the traces of the departing.