Fiancée Stolen by MC, I Trip Them up

Remo didn’t know that Qianluo Shaman had already seen him as a thorn in her side.

But even if he knew, he wouldn’t care.

The reason why Qianluo Shaman held power was because the Half-Beastmen had the Beast God, and the Behemoth Race had no choice but to bow their heads.

However, here was the Great Xia Empire, where the Beast God had no authority, and naturally, Qianluo Shaman had nothing to rely on.

After spending a long time in the New World and interacting with people from the Great Xia Empire, Remo began to feel that people like Qianluo Shaman were actually the true traitors and sinners of the Behemoth Race.

The Behemoth Race was oppressed by the Beast God; their own people couldn’t even eat their fill and were still required to tribute to Beast King City.

If they didn’t, Qianluo Shaman would threaten and intimidate all the Behemoths, claiming the Beast God would inflict terrible diseases and plagues, taking away all those not loyal to the Beast God.

Remo previously didn’t see anything wrong with these words, but after seeing and hearing much in the Great Xia, he finally realized the problem.

Qianluo Shaman herself was one of the Behemoth Race, yet she not only refused to help them escape the Beast God’s control but instead aided and abetted the Beast God in extorting and oppressing her own race.

If it weren’t for the existence of a traitor like Qianluo Shaman, who knew the lineage of the Behemoth Race, the Beast God wouldn’t have been able to take away nearly all their grain, leaving only enough to barely sustain them.

From this perspective, Qianluo Shaman was indeed a traitor to the Behemoth Race.

Though Remo thought this way in his heart, he didn’t say it out loud.

The Behemoth Race had been oppressed by the Beast God and Qianluo Shaman for so long that they had become accustomed to it.

Pointing out Qianluo Shaman’s wrongs at this time wouldn’t awaken them but instead create mistrust.

So, Remo decided to say nothing and let these people listen and see for themselves.

Once they had seen and heard enough and their will awoke, it would be much easier for Remo to speak of suppressing or driving away Qianluo Shaman.

Of course, if Qianluo Shaman repented and returned to the Behemoth Race, Remo wouldn’t mind helping her find a suitable job in the New Imperial City.

After all, being chosen by the Beast God meant she must have some abilities.

If she were willing to mend her ways, the Behemoth Race would gain an additional strength in the New Imperial City, greatly benefiting their future development.

With these thoughts in mind, Remo called out to his fellow tribesmen more warmly.

Aside from relying on the Beast God, Qianluo Shaman’s power also stemmed from the trust other Behemoths had in her.

Now, in the New World, the Beast God could not influence or interfere here, equivalent to cutting off one of Qianluo Shaman’s arms. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

If others also began to distrust her, then Qianluo Shaman would completely lose all roots, and by then, she would have only the path of total submission left.

As Remo thought these things over, he realized he had indeed become smarter.

In the past, he would never have thought of so much.

Not only had he planned the next steps, but he also dared to plot against a big figure like Qianluo Shaman.

This filled Remo with gratitude and longing for Great Xia.

If it hadn’t been for the people of Great Xia teaching him all the while, he wouldn’t have become so clever.

Reflecting on his past life in the Half-Beastman World and considering his current situation, Remo’s previously calm expression suddenly became serious.

"I must let all the Behemoths live a good life!"

After receiving Linglong’s note, Remo led a group of Behemoths to the Spirit Pool for a bath.

The Spirit Pool formed from the overflow of water from the Spirit Lake, creating ponds filled with spiritual energy around the outskirts of the Imperial City.

Though these pools weren’t entirely condensed from spiritual energy like the Spirit Lake, they were still more than a hundred times richer than the spiritual energy the Half-Beastmen experienced.

Upon arriving at the Spirit Pool, even the worldly Chief Buri hesitated a bit.

He glanced at the spirit-filled pool and cautiously asked Remo, "Remo, are you sure this is really the place for us to bathe?"

The Half-Beastman World also had similar spirit pools, but their spiritual energy was less than a tenth of this place.

Even at such a level, ordinary Half-Beastmen had no access.

It was reserved for the Beast God, for the exclusive enjoyment of the Beast God alone.

Yet now, they were brought to a spirit pool with over ten times the spiritual energy of the Beast God’s exclusive spot, a treatment even better than the Beast God’s.

As Chief Buri watched the spiritual energy swirling in the Spirit Pool, for the first time, he thought that being a slave in this world might not be so bad.

The Half-Beastman World had no concept that "the Beastmen would never be slaves."

Though the Behemoth Race was one of the ten royal clans, a royal clan that couldn’t even fill its stomach had no prestige to speak of.

In comparison to the rich Spirit Pool, the dignity of the Behemoth Race could be abandoned at any moment.

After all, if the people couldn’t eat their fill, dignity was meaningless.

Hearing Chief Buri’s words and seeing the other tribesmen looking at him with uncertainty, Remo burst into laughter: "Don’t worry, it’s all prepared for you. Lord Linglong’s note has been seen by you, so go ahead and bathe!"

At these words, the Golden Behemoths couldn’t hold back any longer and jumped directly into the Spirit Pool with cheers.

Immediately, water splashed everywhere, and sounds of contented sighs emerged from the swirling spiritual energy.

Seeing Remo standing on the shore without moving, Chief Buri curiously asked, "Remo, why aren’t you going in to wash?"

Upon hearing this, Qianluo Shaman also looked at Remo with vigilance, as if guarding against any tricks he might be up to.

Noticing this, Remo smiled and explained, "I’m the Vinegar Maker of the court, enjoying the treatment of a Great Xia Court official. Great Xia officials have a qualification to bathe in the Spirit Lake once a month. I’ve already acquired a token, so I’m just waiting for the Spirit Lake to open in a few days so I can bathe there instead of here."

After speaking, Remo looked forward and said, "The Spirit Lake is a great lake entirely formed by condensed spiritual energy. It’s said that a single soak can match ten years of arduous cultivation!"

At these words, both Chief Buri and Qianluo Shaman’s expressions changed.

Chief Buri’s face turned slightly red and he felt embarrassed.

He had thought bathing in the Spirit Pool water was already the utmost worldly enjoyment, not realizing there was a Spirit Lake above the pool.

Thankfully, only people from their Behemoth Race were present; if outsiders saw his previous demeanor, they’d laugh at the Behemoth Race’s inexperience.

At the same time, Chief Buri felt a deep envy.

The spiritual energy in the Spirit Pool was already so rich; what kind of grandeur would a Spirit Lake entirely formed by spiritual energy present?

Chief Buri’s mind wavered once more.

If he could bathe in the Spirit Lake once, remaining a slave wouldn’t be so bad either.

Even the Beast God didn’t have such privileges!

Meanwhile, Qianluo Shaman also thought of the Beast God.

Hearing Remo mention the Spirit Lake, only one thought echoed in her mind.

"I must offer the Spirit Lake to the glorious Beast God!"

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