Lord Shenxiu
Chapter 241: Holding a Grudge (Happy New Year!)

Chapter 241: Chapter 241: Holding a Grudge (Happy New Year!)

"Oh dear, why must a dog make life difficult for another dog?"

Zhong Shenxiu pretended to be shocked and alarmed, "Quick, spit it out and see if it can be put back into this good brother’s body!"

The golden-furred beast cooperated by opening its huge bloody mouth, indicating it had already swallowed.

Although the young master hadn’t given the order, it couldn’t eat people directly, but occasionally snacking on an arm for a tooth festival was still nice.

"Oh no... Big Yellow, how could you just eat anything?"

Zhong Shenxiu feigned regret and scolded, "You don’t even know if it’s dirty or not, I can’t believe you swallowed it..."

Despite saying so, the golden-furred beast had already swallowed the hand in one gulp, and by now it was probably already digested.

Being a mythical creature, it had an incredibly strong digestive system.

At this moment, the golden-furred beast pretended to be a guilty dog, whimpering and lying on the ground.

"Brother, are you alright?"

Zhong Shenxiu turned to look at the guard with a severed hand: "Oh dear... Missing a hand, if a spirit pill or miraculous medicine doesn’t replenish it, it will probably hinder your path to enlightenment. We must treat it well!"

Hearing this, the guard rolled his eyes, nearly dying from anger.

The other Daoist officials, all from the Luo State, kept silent when they saw the conflict between two officials who were neither their concern, all wearing expressions that anticipated a good show.

"How dare you, Su Daoshi, release your dog to attack in front of me, the Princely Heir!" Zhu Lie bellowed in rage, urging the Divine Power Realm elder by his side, "Tong Baixiao, I order you to kill that damned dog! And capture that wretch!"

The Daoist official, who was originally in charge of guarding the scripture tower, stared at the golden-furred beast and didn’t dare to make a move.

The Gang Sha Realm cultivator didn’t notice, but he did—he was looking at a Divine Power Realm demon beast!

If a fight really broke out, he was afraid... he couldn’t win!

"Why haven’t you acted yet?"

Seeing the guard still screaming in agony, Zhu Lie, the son of Duke Yingwu, lost his temper and shouted angrily, making Tong Baixiao feel utterly depressed.

He was originally a court official with a proper rank of sixth grade.

In terms of status, he wasn’t afraid of the Princely Heir who had not yet inherited his title.

Not to mention that Divine Power, without dependence on external forces, was purely his own ability.

If the Heir of Duke Yingwu had a high-ranking protector by his side, he wouldn’t have been played a fool by Lu Huolong in the middle of the street back then.

Tong Baixiao had only listened to a few words passed to him by the Princely Heir, not revealing certain taboos, considering the past when Su Daoshi was merely a sinner by birth, destined to be a minor official for life, and indeed had set up the latter.

Even now, although he was commanded by the great Protector of Yan Beiling to protect this man, he would absolutely not risk his own life. And for just a trivial matter, he wouldn’t go to his death battling an equal.

Moreover, Tong Baixiao was already regretting having set up Su Daoshi.

Before, he had seen this man as just another martial artist who hadn’t even entered the path, but now at first sight, he was shocked to find that he had achieved the Yang Gang Skill, and his mana was extremely pure, his spell aura also very refined, evidently having a unique heritage.

Furthermore, having such a Divine Power Level mythical creature for protection, there were only two possibilities.

One was a coincidental opportunity, inheriting a legacy and recognizing a master, but such a person would not act so arrogantly, appearing unafraid of exposure or covetousness.

The only other possibility was that this man had a very strong background and was fearless.

Having offended such a person was already giving Tong Baixiao great regret; what he was thinking now was how to mend the relationship, not to start a fight.

Zhong Shenxiu laughed haughtily, his gaze towards Zhu Lie filled with provocation.

The Princely Heir Zhu Lie was furious to the point of spirit rage, "You just wait, nothing but a mere sinner, sooner or later, I’ll have the great Protector punish you for your crimes."

If Zhong Shenxiu was still the small-time Daoist official he used to be, this threat might have carried some weight.

But now, Zhong Shenxiu just sneered, "Sorry... I have joined the Supreme Dragon and Tiger Sect, I am now a disciple of the Dragon Tiger Sect, and I would like to see who dares to punish me for my ’crimes’?"

"What?"

As soon as these words were uttered, everyone around was shocked, but seeing Zhong Shenxiu’s confident demeanor, they silently believed him.

After all, impersonating a disciple from the Supreme Dragon and Tiger Sect is no laughing matter if caught.

In recent times, disciples from the Supreme Dragon and Tiger Sect had become numerous in Luo State, which was something that news could easily reveal.

Feng Xixi covered her red lips, her eyes filled with disbelief yet she had no choice but to believe.

Privately, she was even more emotional, thinking how this once-struggling criminal had soared to the heavens, even becoming a disciple of one of the three great Daoist sects like the Supreme Dragon and Tiger Sect.

It could be said that he far surpassed her in both background and strength. Thinking back to their initial meeting, her heart was filled with an indescribable complexity and myriad emotions.

’If the clan knew someone from the Su Family had risen this far, who knows how they’d curry favor? If someone shameless enough came along, they might even call for a marriage alliance...’

Feng Xixi blushed slightly at the thought.

The Daoist Officials of Luo State were even more surprised; the renown of the Supreme Dragon and Tiger Sect was like thunder in their ears.

Just the sight of the Primordial Pill Ancestor causing a commotion in Fufeng and forcing Yan Beiling to send a large number of subordinates to their deaths made its prestige obvious.

Now that this person was also a disciple of the Supreme Dragon and Tiger Sect, who would dare to neglect him?

Even the leading Golden Que Doctors, Divine Hand Master and Ming Tuo Wei Qigong, advanced to pay their respects again to Zhong Shenxiu.

Even though Su Daoshi was previously a criminal, such status was irrelevant to the sect.

To the sects, a criminal might even be more loyal due to being at odds with the imperial court and their scattered families; with nowhere to go in the world, they might remain more faithful to the sect.

"Enough..."

Zhong Shenxiu, however, seemed somewhat unenthusiastic, mounted his golden-furred howler, and sighed, "I came here initially out of solidarity as a fellow Daoist Official, thinking to lend a hand... Now it seems, it’s better to return, better to return indeed..."

After saying that, he patted the head of the golden-furred howler.

A golden wind suddenly arose, enveloping him as he soared into the sky and disappeared without a trace.

The people present could only watch as he turned into a deserter.

Even though Su Daoshi was still a Daoist Official, a Daoist Official of the Supreme Dragon and Tiger Sect could act capriciously like this!

Even later inquiries amounted to nothing serious.

Hadn’t they seen how Zhang Taiyi was cast out, and yet the Fufeng Protectorate’s manhunt had led to such a disaster?

With such a precedent, who would dare cause trouble afterward?

Amidst the vast expanse of the sky.

Zhong Shenxiu, riding on his majestic golden-furred howler, secretly smiled to himself.

He certainly had business here, but it could not be done in the identity of Su Daoshi, so showing his face and then leaving was perfect.

With the banner of the Dragon Tiger Sect behind him, he didn’t have to fear subsequent accountability; such is the benefit of having powerful backing.

Suddenly, a light of escape chased after him from behind—it was the Divine Power Practitioner, Tong Baixiao.

Zhong Shenxiu instructed the golden-furred howler to stop and looked at the old man who had supervised his acquisition of the Ten Thousand Beasts Technique, smiling, "What instructions does fellow Daoist have for me?"

Tong Baixiao’s face turned from green to white, and suddenly he squeezed out a smile, bowing, "This old man was previously misled by Zhu Lie, and I failed to treat fellow Daoist properly. I’ve come specially to apologize; please forgive me."

In truth, even without Zhu Lie’s influence, his willingness to give advice or not was entirely a matter of his mood.

After all, a mere Innate Martial Practitioner could hardly catch a Divine Power Realm Cultivator’s eye.

But now, times had changed; Su Daoshi had climbed to great heights, so the old man hurriedly came to repair the relationship.

"Fellow Daoist takes it too seriously, I’m someone who never holds a grudge," Zhong Shenxiu said with a smile, chatted with Tong Baixiao for a few moments, watched him leave, then let the golden-furred howler fly out for dozens of miles before recalling the slightly resentful canine into the Beast Taming Ring. He wiped his face with his hand, transforming into Young Master Shen Xiu.

At the same time, he activated the Stealing Heaven and Changing Day Divine Ability, restoring his Divine Power Realm Cultivator status, with an aura completely different from that of Su Daoshi.

Blood and Flesh Magic combined with this Divine Ability made his disguise seamless.

"The reason I don’t hold grudges is that all of my enemies are already dead, ah..."