Translator: Ashish
Translation Checker: Silavin
The entire Maple Leaf City was shrouded in thick mist.
At this moment, after dealing with Zhao Yun Yi, an idea struck Yu Zi Yu.
*Boom, boom, boom…* Accompanied by the trembling of the earth, waves of soil surged like the ocean, spreading toward the distance.
Taking advantage of the cover provided by the dense fog, Yu Zi Yu was silently making his way to Misty Mountains.
Maple Leaf City was ultimately too close to Humans. Misty Mountains was Yu Zi Yu’s true stronghold.
Not to mention the underground city that was already taking shape, the rich lodes of Spirit Stones alone were enough to anchor him there.
After half a day, Yu Zi Yu had returned to his starting point in Misty Mountains, North Canyon. Gazing at the familiar scenery, Yu Zi Yu could not help but feel sentimental. However, before he could relish this feeling, his attention was drawn to a figure.
*Boom* His gaze was drawn to a pair of flapping white wings, creating a formidable gust of wind, heralding the arrival of a massive White Tiger descending from the sky.
“Divine Tree…” With a delighted cry, Old Third, White Tiger, spread open his front paws and pounced towards Yu Zi Yu.
“Uh…”
Yu Zi Yu’s expression slightly stiffened as he instinctively whipped a branch, sending the White Tiger with white wings on his back flying. A look of distraught appeared on his face.
“I’m not playing, why do you whip me every time?”
“Well, it has become a habit,” Yu Zi Yu responded with a chuckle as he looked at the white wings that had grown on White Tiger’s back with keen interest.
These wings resembled Dragon wings, broad and powerful. Every time they flapped, they generated a howling gale, faintly carrying the momentum of wind and lightning.
“White Wings…” Yu Zi Yu murmured as his eyes narrowed slightly.
He was not surprised that White Tiger had grown wings.
After all, there were legends that one of the Four Fiends, the Qiongqi, looked like a Tiger and a Bull. It had a pair of wings and quills like a Hedgehog.
Now, for White Tiger, apart from not possessing the Qiongqi’s brutality and bloodthirsty nature nor its twisted worldview, he closely resembled it in appearance.
Furthermore, there was the saying, ‘Wings on a Tiger is like getting a divine blessing.’
As these thoughts swirled in his mind, Yu Zi Yu no longer found White Tiger growing wings a strange thing. After all, it was the Era of Transcendence—anything was possible.
Just as he was thinking this, Yu Zi Yu’s mind was flooded with a series of information.
White Wings—Clouds follow the Dragon, and winds follow the Tiger. White Tiger’s wings not only greatly enhance his control over the wind, but it can also significantly boost his own speed.
“These White Wings are pretty remarkable.” Yu Zi Yu was full of praises, a smile blooming on his lips.
With White Tiger gaining wings, Yu Zi Yu had definitely gained a formidable aerial force among other things.
After all, White Tiger was already the king of the forest, and now, with wings, he could potentially dominate the skies as well.
[And if he were to team up with…] As if he was struck with an idea, Yu Zi Yu’s gaze shifted to the distant Spirit Pond.
In the Spirit Pond, seven Monk Vultures, surrounded by raging flames, were struggling desperately.
Occasionally, they would flap their wings, attempting to take flight.
However, before they could even take flight, with a thunderous boom, towering waves of flames descended from the sky, slamming the Monk Vultures back into the Spirit Pond before they could even react, splashing the water into the air.
Right then, a satisfied burp echoed in the distance.
Looking up, they were surprised to see a chubby Panda donning a straw hat sitting cross-legged, patting his tummy.
“How many times have I told you, don’t make it hard for me, did I or did I not say it? But you guys just don’t listen,” voicing his complaints, the Panda took another sip from his jug, whereupon the disgruntled look on his face was replaced with a satisfaction.
To the Panda, Spirit Wine was not only delicious but also a means of increasing his strength. And for a Panda, growing stronger with a belly full of delicious food was probably the most wonderful thing.
At this moment, as if sensing something, he turned his gaze toward Yu Zi Yu.
“Divine Tree, you’re back.”
With a cheeky grin, the Panda, whose face was flushed red in intoxication, raised the wine jug in his hand, proposing, “Want a sip?”
Just as he proposed this, he added with an embarrassed look on his face, “I’m sorry, I forgot that you can’t drink.”
*Haaa…* Yu Zi Yu’s face turned stiff. He was really holding himself back from strangling the Panda.
[How could he say such a thing in front of my face?] Helpless, Yu Zi Yu also began to miss the taste of food a little.
Shaking his head and dispelling the complex thoughts in his mind, Yu Zi Yu took the initiative to ask, “So, what’s up with these Monk Vultures?”
“They’re still the same, stubborn as ever.”
With a grin, the Panda licked his lips and suggested, “I say, Divine Tree, how about roasting one of these Monk Vultures today? They must taste great.”
“Uh…”
Yu Zi Yu’s expression froze, and before he could respond, a Tiger’s roar rang out in the distance, “Old Ninth, I want to eat too! You must roast one for me as well…”
*Hiss, hiss…* Seeingly understand White Tiger’s intentions, the Monk Vultures started making shrill hisses and flapping their wings in fear, their eyes filled with terror.
“These guys.” A playful smile appeared on Yu Zi Yu’s lips; he could see through the act the two of them were putting on.
[But I had to admit that it was quite effective. At least, these Transcendent Monk Vultures are clearly frightened. I guess, it would not be long before they are tamed. Once these seven Transcendent Monk Vultures are tamed, then coupled with the eight Peregrine Falcons, our aerial combat capabilities would increase exponentially. Moreover, Transcendent Monk Vultures excel in wide-area flame attacks, while Peregrine Falcons are skilled in precision single-target strikes. When combined, they could create a formidable air force.]
Thinking of this, Yu Zi Yu glanced at the pouncing White Tiger. [This guy could serve as the commander of the air force.]
With this in mind, Yu Zi Yu spoke up, “White Tiger, three days. I’ll give you three more days to tame these Transcendent Monk Vultures.”
“Uh… tame them, and in just three days?” Perplexed, White Tiger almost fell from the sky.
“Yes, three days. I have confidence in you. Don’t let me down.”
“What happens if I do?” White Tiger weakly asked, as the corner of his lips twitched.
“Disappoint me? Well, I’m considering making some Tiger bone soup to replenish Brewmaster’s body,” Yu Zi Yu stated with a hint of playfulness.
He did not let the White Tiger’s frightened face change his mind. Instead, he transferred his attention, sinking his consciousness into his tree body.