Chapter 1701: Red-Forehead White Tiger

The strongest parts of a sacred beast are its teeth and claws. Once these were taken, the rest was of little value.

However, knowing the young man's strength, the others dared not say much and simply nodded.

Before long, the massive wolf corpse was fully dissected.

Zhang Xuan had many treasures on him; this Golden-Faced Dome Wolf, though not weak, was not worth his notice. Besides, it was killed by others' hard work and had little to do with him. As a master teacher, he could not bring himself to seize others' spoils.

Observing the distribution of the wolf corpse, he began to see some patterns.

He had initially thought these people knew each other and had not separated after entering the ruins. Now it seemed otherwise.

They were clearly wary of one another, each trying to maximize their own gain during distribution. Though they appeared to be a group, they were actually disunited at heart.

"Friend, seeing you alone, why not join us? The ruins are vast, with countless experts and sacred beasts. Walking alone is dangerous, and even if you find good things, you might not have the strength to claim them!"

After dividing the spoils, the leading young man looked over.

"Together, we can look out for each other!"

"Not to mention, a sacred beast like the Golden-Faced Dome Wolf is nearly extinct on the Master Teacher Continent. You can't find one even if you search. If you encounter one and can't defeat it, you won't even get a single hair, let alone its pelt or corpse!"

The others nodded in agreement.

Though sharing might mean getting only a small portion, there were many treasures to be had!

Alone, you might not only fail to obtain anything but also risk being robbed and killed without anyone knowing.

Outside, the Master Teacher Pavilion kept order, and cultivators dared not break the rules too flagrantly. But here in the ruins, with countless sacred beasts, who would know if a few people were killed and their bodies disposed of?

Here, there were no rules, only one's bottom line and humanity.

Master teachers could hold their bottom line, but what about the alien spirit clansmen? What about other rogue cultivators?

After a pause, Zhang Xuan nodded: "Alright."

He had no sense of direction anyway, so joining this group would help him hide his identity and avoid suspicion.

"I am Mu Xiao, a cultivator of the Mu Clan." Seeing his agreement, the leading young man stood up with an air of pride.

Zhang Xuan understood.

So he was an expert from the Mu Clan.

With such strength, he was probably their trump card, never heard of before.

Zhang Xuan cupped his fists: "I am Xuan Zhang, a rogue cultivator."

"So it's Brother Xuan. I've long admired you!"

Mu Xiao exchanged pleasantries.

The remaining few also introduced themselves.

Of the seven, six were from major powers, and only one was a rogue cultivator.

"Let's move out!"

After forming the alliance, Mu Xiao called out, and the group advanced in unison.

Seeing that their direction matched the one he had intended to take, Zhang Xuan said nothing and followed behind.

They walked continuously for two hours.

Along the way, they encountered three sacred beasts comparable to the Golden-Faced Dome Wolf. Unwilling to reveal his ability to challenge higher levels, Zhang Xuan coasted along, contributing little.

Initially, seeing him travel alone unharmed, they thought he had countless treasures and skills. Now that his strength seemed mediocre, they lost interest and were no longer as warm as before.

"You didn't contribute much, so you get no share of this sacred beast. We'll include you next time there's a suitable one!"

After dividing the third sacred beast, Mu Xiao said.

"I thought he had some impressive tricks. A rogue cultivator is just a rogue cultivator!"

"He barely helped kill this sacred beast. What does he want?"

...

Everyone murmured among themselves.

Ignoring these remarks, Zhang Xuan looked in the direction from which the sacred beasts had come, his eyes growing brighter.

The three consecutive sacred beasts had all come from ahead, in the same direction. If so... could the Confucian Temple be straight ahead?

Thinking this, he hesitated no longer and was about to leave the group to go alone when he heard rustling sounds from the forest again.

Looking up, a red-forehead white tiger appeared before them.

This sacred beast had the strength of the Heart's Desire Great Perfection stage. As soon as it appeared, it exuded a powerful pressure that made one's heart pound.

"Everyone, be on guard!"

Mu Xiao's face changed, and he shouted urgently.

Clatter!

Having fought many battles, the others followed his command, quickly taking positions, weapons in hand, expressions solemn.

Roar!

Seeing itself blocked, the red-forehead white tiger flew into a rage, roared, and charged.

As it moved, the massive beast displayed astonishing power. Its claws pressed down, the air whimpering. Before it even got close, waves of air like sharp swords slashed toward Mu Xiao.

"Greenwood Shield!"

Mu Xiao's pupils contracted. No longer waiting for help, a round wooden shield appeared before him.

It was a treasure of the Mu Clan.

Crack!

Though precious, the red-forehead white tiger was too strong. Its claws, swift as wind, swiped and cracked the shield.

Pfft!

Unable to withstand it, Mu Xiao spat blood and flew backward.

"Attack together..."

Knowing they might all die if they didn't act, he shouted even as he was airborne.

Receiving the order, the others attacked in unison.

Various weapons flew through the air, energy beams crisscrossing, but they couldn't even pierce the beast's hide.

Roar!

With a furious roar, the red-forehead white tiger spun its massive body.

The others' weapons were all knocked to the ground, and they flew backward, severely injured.

Even united, they could not withstand it.

Truly a sacred beast at the peak of the Heart's Desire stage—terrifying!

"Are we going to die here?"

Seeing that even with all their strength they couldn't pierce its hide, Mu Xiao and the others smiled bitterly, knowing they might really be done for this time.

They should not have ventured so deep.

Just as everyone thought they were doomed, the young man who had been coasting along stepped out from behind the group.

"Flying is impossible here, and walking is too slow. Your appearance is just right... Since we have fate, I'll give you a chance: become my beast pet!"

Approaching the red-forehead white tiger, the man called Xuan Zhang said calmly.

"Roar???"

The red-forehead white tiger was dumbfounded.

Is this guy out of his mind?

"Give me a chance to become your beast pet"...

The others were also stunned.

He hadn't contributed much against the Golden Body sacred beasts earlier, and now he wanted to tame a Heart's Desire Great Perfection sacred beast as a pet...

Taming a beast usually required years of bonding before signing a contract. The Confucian Temple ruins might be open for a while, but certainly not for years.

Not to mention strength, just the time factor made it impossible!

That was why they had simply attacked and killed the beasts on sight, never thinking of taming one.

This guy, with only Golden Body strength, dared say such a thing—wasn't he afraid of being slapped to death?

Before their puzzled gazes could fade, the white tiger roared and swiped its claws at his head.