Chapter 1562: What Kind of Magical Beast Is This?
Chapter 1562: Chapter 1562: What Kind of Magical Beast Is This?
“What, what creature is this?” someone asked, their heart still racing.
No one answered him, because no one knew. At this moment, someone let out a deep sigh of relief, their voice trembling, “Thank goodness, thank goodness Lord Huang Jiu warned us in advance!”
Only then did everyone come to their senses. Lord Huang Jiu had said that his shout, “Stop,” was not to prevent those who had rushed into the lake to grab the precious treasure. But now, at this time, who would believe that? Still, another question rose involuntarily to their minds; how did Lord Huang Jiu know there was a magical beast in the lake?
What kind of magical beast was it?
After this scare, Zhuu Shu didn’t want to try for anything more, only saying to his father, “Father, let’s not go after the treasure in the lake, shall we? Let’s find a safer place to look. If we can find some Spirit Fruits or ordinary treasures, that would be better than anything we find in the Dark Demon World, wouldn’t it?”
When they had entered, they saw at the entrance that this space was called the Spiritual Space, and after coming in, they had realized how dangerous this space was. Especially after seeing that magical beast, Zhuu Yun no longer had any desire to snatch the treasure in the lake; and now, hearing his son’s words, he turned to the strong men following him and asked, “What do you all think?”
...“You better not go over there. Return to the entrance of the space, and take whatever treasures you can find there. Don’t venture too deeply into the space.”
A voice cut in, somewhat authoritative. Everyone felt a flicker of annoyance in their hearts, but when they turned towards the voice and saw that Beiting Huang had arrived, landing on a rock not far from them, that feeling of displeasure vanished instantly.
This youth had saved them twice already.
Even Zhuu Yun approached him with great respect and bowed deeply, “Lord Huang Jiu, thank you for saving us once again!”
The first time, Beiting Huang had turned and walked away. He didn’t think it appropriate to run over and offer empty words of thanks. How could a debt of life be repaid with just a few words?
And now, Beiting Huang had saved them again. Zhuu Yun was very aware that this debt of gratitude was likely one he couldn’t repay in a lifetime. Since it was irredeemable, he decided to start with a few words of gratitude.
Beiting Huang glanced indifferently at Zhuu Yun without even nodding his head; instead, he addressed Zhuu Shu, “You better leave now. Don’t stay in here; it’s extremely dangerous. Here, even overlord-level magical beasts aren’t enough to worry about, there are Supreme Realm beasts, and even Nine-Colored Great Sovereign-level beasts. If you stayed here, you wouldn’t be enough to pick their teeth.”
The words were harsh, but Zhuu Shu knew very well that Beiting Huang meant no harm. He had saved him time and again—if his father had given him life, then Beiting Huang had given him a second chance at life.
“Yes, I’ll leave immediately!” Zhuu Shu said, very respectfully.
Beiting Huang nodded slightly, said nothing, and didn’t even glance at Zhuu Yun and the others before heading back toward the lake.
“Lord Huang Jiu!”
Behind him, Zhuu Shu’s voice called out. Zhuu Yun came over, cupped his hands in respect towards Beiting Huang with some difficulty, but mustered the courage to say, “Lord Huang Jiu, I apologize for my boldness, but as you know, we are the descendants of the demon god. I just wanted to ask, is the Demon God… still around?”
“That’s not something you should be asking,” Beiting Huang’s voice was clear yet icy. “And don’t claim to be the descendants of the demon god anymore.”
Beiting Huang turned to Zhuu Shu, “No matter how powerful your ancestors were, they can’t protect you forever. In the end, a person must rely on themselves!”