Nine Yang Sword Saint Chapter 288

Translator: Exodus Tales  Editor: Exodus Tales

“Oh. Congratulations then.” Yang Dingtian smiled, “Princess Xiangxiang Beila is beautiful and kind hearted. Her husband has to be extremely outstanding for them to be compatible.”

 The cavalry commander commented, “My Lord is right. The only person who is compatible with Princess Xiangxiang Beila in our race is Lord Leiming. Lord Leiming is the chief of our Foxman Race's Sacred Martial Cavalry, the youngest elder within the elders' community and also the No.1 expert among the youth in Foxman Race.”

 Before the cavalry commander had finished speaking, he immediately issued a burst of surprise and a respectful voice.

 “Lord, our Lord Leiming had come to welcome you personally.”

 Subsequently, the whole group of cavalries dismounted from their horse and knelt, “Greetings, Lord Leiming.”

 Meanwhile, all the servants around them had also halted their work. They stood their ground and bowed to pay their respect.

 Furthermore, this group of people looked at Leiming with a gaze that was filled with passion and adoration. Apparently, this Leiming not only held tremendous power in the Foxman Race, but he was also extremely popular.

 “Foxman Race Sacred Martial Cavalry Leiming Beila greets revered lord high priest.” Leiming came forward by a few steps and unsheathed his sword as he pierced it into the ground and bowed to greet.

 Yang Dingtian was startled. Unexpectedly, he had addressed him as lord high priest. It seemed like they had mistaken Yang Dingtian for the wrong person. However, he had no idea who this lord high priest was exactly.

 Yang Dingtian lifted his head and saw Leiming immediately.

 Sure enough, this person was handsome, compelling, and as tall as a mountain. He was no less than 1.9 meters tall with a profound pair of eyes. He also had a tall nose bridge, and his handsome appearance seemed like it was sprinkled with sunshine at all times. Yang Dingtian was quite good looking as well. However, when compared to this Foxman Race's youth expert, he was still profoundly jealous of him regardless it was his height or figure.

 At the start, Yang Dingtian wanted to deny the lord high priest identity. However, he gave up this thought after much consideration as he nodded his head calmly.

 “A few days ago, I had dispatched people over to invite the lord high priest to treat my adoptive father's injuries. Unexpectedly, the lord had arrived today. This truly makes me feel extremely grateful.” Leiming continued.

 Yang Dingtian finally understood. Foxman Race had already dispatched people out to invite a high priest over to treat Zhuri Beila. Yet, Yang Dingtian had actually dressed as a high priest. Therefore, it had caused Leiming and the others to misunderstand.

 Originally, Yang Dingtian wanted to ask what kind of illness was Zhuri Beila suffering from. However, ultimately, he didn't inquire about it after giving a thought. He was afraid of exposing himself once he inquired about it.

 Half a year ago, Zhuri Beila had fought against Qin Huaiyu, Dugu Fengwu, and Gudu Wuhuan alone. He was formidable when facing three Martial Supreme class experts. However, Yan Bieqin interfered with the battle and stabbed Zhuri Beila, causing him to exhaust his remaining lifespan. If it weren't because of Ba Bi arriving on time, he would have been dead.

 Afterward, Ba Bi had brought Yang Dingtian and submerged into the red crystal stone space. Since then, he hadn't seen Zhuri Beila. Furthermore, during that point in time, heaven and earth were experiencing huge changes. He truly had no idea how he returned to the tribe.

 These thoughts were thrown to a side as Yang Dingtian commented, “Show the way.”

 “Yes!” Leiming replied. Subsequently, he led the way alone.

 Leiming brought Yang Dingtian to the most centralized building as they walked up while following a flight of steps before reaching the highest floor.

 The highest floor was around thirty meters away from the ground.

 After arriving before a door, Leiming pushed it open and spoke, “Lord high priest, please!”

 This was a huge bedroom. Furthermore, it was extremely bright, as well. The surrounding of the room was filled with large windows, and the ceiling was embedded with transparent natural ceramic glaze. It allowed the sunlight from the outside to be able to shine through.

 There were three huge wardrobes within the room. Currently, the flame was combusting ragingly within the wardrobe.

 There was a large bed at the center of the bedroom. It was covered with soft fur while a person laid there.

 This person was Foxman Race's chieftain, Zhuri Beila.

 With just a quick glance, Yang Dingtian was not convinced that this haggard and slim like a firewood person was Zhuri Beila.

 Previously when Yang Dingtain encountered Zhuri Beila, although he was already 40 to 50 years old, he was still extremely charming and handsome. His looks alone were definitely not inferior to Leiming before him, much less when it came to charm.

 The Zhuri Beila before him was like withered firewood. He looked haggard and waned. His original sleek and shiny hair had turned colorless white.

 If it weren't because Yang Dingtian was able to sense his aura, he would have felt that the person lying on the bed was a corpse.

 “I plead to the lord high priest to save my adoptive father.” Leiming initiated respectfully.

 Yang Dingtian went forward a few steps and pressed onto Zhuri Beila's neck artery softly. Subsequently, he pressed onto the area where his heart was before feeling his pulse on the wrist.

 “He had been severely injured while fighting against others. He had exhausted his mystic qi and was hanging onto his last breath. Furthermore, his body had been inflicted with serious damage and lost a huge amount of blood, causing his mystic meridians to be dried up and his qi vessel to crack.” Yang Dingtian commented nonchalantly.

 Leiming's body trembled the moment Yang Dingtian had finished speaking, “Lord high priest is truly outstanding. You had barely touched him, yet you knew what he experienced like the back of your hand.”

 Of course, Yang Dingtian was very clear about what happened. He had personally seen how Zhuri Beila got injured.

 “Chieftain Zhuri's cultivation is terrifying. There's hardly anyone who was his match within the range of a thousand miles. Who is the enemy that caused him to suffer such serious injuries?” Yang Dingtian commented.

 Leiming replied, “When that happened, I wasn't at the tribe. The tribe members said that there was an extremely powerful beauty that had stolen the sacred object of our tribe. After the adoptive father learned of it, he chased after her with hopes of obtaining it back. Just when the adoptive father was about to defeat that woman and take back the sacred object, another human expert appeared. After the two of them joined hands, they were still not my adoptive father's match. Therefore, the duo used all of their strength and fled towards the core of Burial Lands while the adoptive father chased after them alone. Originally, the experts within the tribe wanted to chase after as well, but they were all blocked off by the adoptive father. Everyone felt that the adoptive father alone was sufficient to fight against the duo. If it weren't because the adoptive father was benevolent, those two people would have died under my adoptive father's sword. Therefore, they allowed the adoptive father to chase after them into the depths of Burial Land alone. However, who knew that he wouldn't return after he went in. Half a day later, the tribe members went into the Burial Land and searched. Only after three days did we manage to see the adoptive father floating on the central lake water. During then, he was already at his last breath.”

 Leiming sigh, “However, just that duo alone was definitely not my adoptive father's match. There should be others helping them there.”

 Yang Dingtian nodded his head. However, he didn't reveal any concerned expression.

 “Lord high priest, will you be able to save my adoptive father?” Leiming inquired.

 Originally, Yang Dingtian wanted to ask Zhuri Beila if he had any way to awaken Dongfang Bingling. Unexpectedly, the other party had actually become like this. Yang Dingtian was confident that he would be able to save him using the holy water. However, it was extremely hard for Yang Dingtian to decide whether he should save him or not because rescuing the person before him was certainly a risk.

 Yang Dingtian would definitely be used as an object for profiteering if he were able to save a person that was on their last breath. When the time would come, it would be troublesome for him to leave this place.

 Of course, Yang Dingtian might perhaps feel somewhat guilty if he didn't save him. Furthermore, the person before him was Xiangxiang Beila's father. Besides, he and Xiangxiang could still be counted as friends.

 After hesitating for a moment, Yang Dingtian nodded his head, “It is possible to save him.”

 Immediately, Leiming's eyes trembled. Subsequently, he revealed a trace of excitement, “What kind of ingredients would you need? The Lord high priest can just give us a list, and I will prepare it immediately.”

 Yang Dingtian replied, “There is no need for any ingredients. I have brought everything.”

 “No need for any ingredients?” Leiming was slightly startled. After which, he continued, “I shall invite the lord high priest to have a rest first before conducting the treatment on my adoptive father tomorrow morning.”

 “No need. I can start the treatment now.” Yang Dingtian replied.

 Leiming was completely stupefied immediately. He revealed a disbelief expression.

 Subsequently, he withdrew his smile and walked over to the tightly shut door as he gave it a push again. After confirming that it was tightly shut, he spoke to Yang Dingtian in a low voice, ” Lord high priest Ge Lu, did you not receive the gift I sent to you?”

 Yang Dingtian couldn't help but be slightly startled after seeing Leiming's strange face and voice. Subsequently, he groaned vaguely.

 “I believe you should have seen the code word on it then.” Leiming continued.

 “Code word? How about repeating it to me?” Yang Dingtian replied.

 Immediately, Leiming's complexion changed, “Lord Ge Lu, what's the meaning of this?”

 Yang Dingtian's heart jumped. However, his voice turned cold, “I'm only getting you to repeat it once. What's wrong?”

 Leiming's shot his gaze over like lightning before replying calmly, “You can save my adoptive father because this way, it will clearly illustrate your outstanding ability and would also make Xiangxiang Beila marry me. However, you also have to let him remain unconscious forever.”

 Yang Dingtian's back immediately turned cold when he heard the sentence.

 This handsome and bright Foxman Race chief, Zhuri Beila's adoptive son, was actually a poisonous snake. Furthermore, it was a poisonous snake that was filled with the ambition of wild wolves.

 Thus, not only was Zhuri Beila in danger, but even Xiangxiang Beila was also in danger. No wonder ever since he entered, he had yet to encounter Xiangxiang Beila. Normally, she should be by her father's side since she was his daughter.

 Immediately, a lot of thoughts flashed across Yang Dingtian's mind. After which, both his eyes instantly turned sinister.

 Yang Dingtian was dressed as a middle-aged high priest so that he could travel around the East Parting Grassland with ease. Now, he had exposed an evil act. Furthermore, it was one that practically had no loophole, to begin with.

 “Right. You did send me a lot of gifts. However, there wasn't anything that I particularly wanted.” Yang Dingtian commented nonchalantly.

 “What do you want?” Leiming inquired.

 “Woman, beautiful woman.” Yang Dingtian replied, “Don't tell me you didn't see that I'm carrying an unconscious woman with me? I will bring her wherever I go. Furthermore, I'm able to awaken her to serve me at any point in time.”

 After Leiming heard Yang Dingtian's condition, he loosened his expression, “Women, is it? Relax, you can have as many as you want.”

 “No. I only want one.” Yang Dingtian replied, “Furthermore, it's the most beautiful one in the Foxman Race; your fiance, Princess Xiangxiang Beila. Of course, I just wanted to experience doing it once with her.”

 The moment Leiming heard it, his complexion changed. Both his eyes were instantly filled with killing intent.

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