The Master of Beasts-Chapter 797 - 255:

Miao Zhen and Wu Ren, if they knew that the disciples they had just sent out were completely wiped out, would undoubtedly curse them as useless idiots.

Right now, the two of them were idly drinking tea, sitting above the clouds, watching the sunrise and sunset, waiting for news.

Five Stars Tribe

Compared to Akam's purely primitive tribe appearance, the architecture of the Five Stars Tribe was much more advanced.

The low, dark stone houses, the tall, white jade houses, and the resplendent clan leader's residence had already started to distinguish different levels.

Although such behavior is not commendable, it is an inevitable path for human civilization to progress.

"Tap tap tap"

Xing Yan walked on the tidy bluestone road, and the ordinary tribespeople on both sides respectfully saluted, and even some with ragged clothes knelt down on both knees, kowtowing and not daring to rise until Xing Yan walked far away, before timidly getting up.

"Lord Xing Yan's aura is truly getting stronger and stronger!"

"Yes, it always feels like even the clan leader might not be a match for Lord Xing Yan!"

"Are you crazy? You can't talk like that!"

"Oh, my mistake, my mistake, but the slaves we've captured recently, why are they all so clean? Could it be that the mountain people's lives are better than ours?"

"What you say makes me tempted, but those mountain people living better than us is unlikely!"

"Brother Xing, are we going directly to Father?" Calot looked at the unending procession, somewhat puzzled.

"Yes, before I came, the clan leader said that he must personally examine all these outsiders!"

"After all, the sixth young master has taken quite a liking to that weak guy!" Xing Yan shook his head.

"Hmph, Sixth Sister is truly something, what's so good about these weaklings? There are so many warriors in the tribe, yet she chooses that guy!" Calot said angrily.

Xing Yan shook his head and said, "Well, you can't say that. These two guys are actually not bad. At least they're equivalent to the tribe's Golden Saber Warriors. If the sixth young master chooses one of them, I suppose it wouldn't be too bad."

Calot is a Golden Saber Warrior. The strength of each Golden Saber Warrior is no less than that of a Golden Immortal. Of course, they can't compare to the pure body refining Golden Immortals of the True Realm, but when dealing with those Golden Immortal Cultivators who have not undergone body refining, they are more than enough.

"Hmm, this guy's strength is indeed not bad. I may not be able to take him down!" Calot did not deny it. After Song Changwen erupted, his power was indeed slightly stronger than his own, but it seemed he hadn't experienced enough life-and-death battles, and was somewhat restrained in fights, afraid of getting hurt.

The external decor of the hall appeared very resplendent, but in reality, the internal setup was quite crude.

Massive stone pillars, requiring several people to encircle them, were disorderly erected within the hall, and the carvings of fierce beasts on them were slapdash, barely resembling beast forms.

"Truly simplistic!" Li Chengsong inwardly scorned, but thinking of his current situation, he sighed deeply, "An elite disciple of the Human Emperor Lineage is considered the top tier in the True Realm, yet has been captured by such a downtrodden force. Truly... sigh!"

"Thump thump thump"

The heavy footsteps echoed in the spacious hall, the first to appear was an exceedingly tall person, roughly about ten feet in height.

The rugged face did not bear the colorful marks typical of the local natives, and two red vertical marks above the thick eyebrows resembled unopened vertical eyes.

The long black hair dragged on the ground, emitting a 'screeching' sound as he walked.

"Is this your reinforcement?" Rong Yan crossed his arms over his chest, a mocking smile playing at his lips.

At the front of the captives, Song Changwen and Li Chengsong noticed the two men standing behind this little giant, one of whom was Zhen's Daluo Elder, Chu Tianshu.

However, the once arrogant and egotistical Elder in the Sect had now become like a little quail, timid and frightened, with his handsome and refined face bruised in many spots, clearly having endured a lot of physical suffering in recent days.

"Brother Chu, have you recognized reality now?" The petite Kafulan clung to Chu Tianshu's arm, smiling with crescent eyes.

Chu Tianshu shook off Kafulan's hands, staggering slightly as he ran to Song Changwen, his bloodshot eyes fixated on him, "Is there more, more reinforcements?"

Song Changwen gave a wry smile, "Elder, what else do you want?"

"Reinforcements, could it be you've come alone from up there, this is to throw your life away?" Chu Tianshu showed a trace of hope, "Song Changwen, there are more, right? Right!"

"Crunch"

Rong Yan gripped Chu Tianshu's head with one hand, lifting him up, "Kid, you have two choices now. First, obediently marry Kafulan. While I don't quite favor you, since Kafulan likes you, I reluctantly agreed. As long as you behave afterwards, I can ensure you live somewhat comfortably!"

"As for the second, go to the mines and dig until you die. Your strength, although not great in battle, should make you a good hand at mining."

"Crack crack"

A tooth-grating sound came from the skull, as a fierce expression appeared on Chu Tianshu's face.

"Father, can you..." Kafulan, with a worried expression, ran over as if to plead for Rong Yan to spare Chu Tianshu.

"Kafulan, my little daughter, I know you like him, but all outsiders ought to be put to death anyway. Now is the time for him to make a choice, death or life, he can only choose one!" Rong Yan's eyes glinted with a trace of golden red.