The Green Miao Excel at Martial Arts, the Black Miao Raise Gu, and the White Miao Refine Poison

The two men and the tiger descended the mountain.

While passing through a canyon, a dozen men in black suddenly sprang out from the forest on both sides, blocking Long Yan's path.

The group of people were all dressed in black Miao clothing, with silver earrings, and their faces were hostile. The leader was a beautiful woman with a graceful figure. Every time she raised her eyes or lowered her head, she exuded a seductive charm that captivated the heart.

However, the moment Long Yan saw this woman, he felt as if he were facing a formidable enemy.

He drew his Miao Saber from his waist, ready for battle.

"Ma Die, it's you."

"Hehe, it's your older sister here! Long time no see! I can't believe how much my little brother from Long Yan has grown. Come here and let your older sister give you a check-up."

The woman named Ma Die had her red lips slightly parted, her eyes sparkling, and her words were full of seductive flirtation.

If it were an ordinary, Blood Qi young man, his body would probably be half-numb by now. But Long Yan is no ordinary young man. Not only does he look older than his age, but he is also mature in his mind.

Why are you blocking my way?

Long Yan questioned sharply, his Miao Saber still taut in his hand.

"Hehe... Of course, I'll invite you back as a guest. I've prepared a lot of delicious food; I'm sure you'll feel right at home."

Ma Die smiled charmingly.

However, Long Yan had no reason to believe her. Today was his Coming-of-Age Ceremony, and these Black Miao people lying in ambush here were definitely up to no good.

"No need, move aside, I want to go home."

The Miao people of Long Yan refused, pointing their Miao Saber at each other.

"Little brother from Long Yan, this isn't up to you anymore. Put down your weapon obediently, or your older sister won't be able to handle it."

Ma Die spoke with a smile, but a chilling glint flashed in her alluring eyes.

"Enough with the nonsense. The warriors of the Green Miao are not afraid of your Black Miao's Gu worms."

Long Yan roared angrily, showing no fear.

Although the three major tribes of Miaojiang share the same ancestry, they are like oil and water, constantly wary of each other and engaged in endless conflicts for hundreds of years.

Moreover, he is not alone now; behind him is the king of beasts and a Central Plains man of unfathomable strength.

They were not afraid of being outnumbered.

At this point in time,

Long Yan, brimming with confidence, turned around, only to find no one behind him.

The black tiger and the mysterious man from the Central Plains had long since disappeared.

Long Yan was dumbfounded.

His hand holding the knife trembled slightly.

Ma Die noticed this strange behavior and smiled meaningfully.

"What are you looking at, little brother from Long Yan? Do you have some kind of accomplice hiding behind you?"

As he spoke,

She then gave her subordinates a look, and the five men Miao clothing obeyed and headed towards the corner behind Long Yan.

"No matter who's behind you, you can't escape. Just come with me obediently, and I'll take good care of you."

"Don't even think about it."

Enraged by being harassed repeatedly, Long Yan, though alone, still drew his knife and went to kill.

They quickly engaged in a fierce battle with the Black Miao people.

"They really won't listen to reason, so they'll have to suffer the consequences."

Ma Die took a few steps back, a cruel glint in her alluring eyes.

The Green Miao are skilled in martial arts, the Black Miao raise Gu poisons, and the White Miao refine poisons.

Despite their numerical superiority, they may not be able to easily defeat the other side.

So she picked up the short flute hanging around her neck and began to play softly.

The flute's melody was melodious and clear, pleasing to the ear, yet concealing murderous intent.

As the notes fell, the surrounding grass swayed slightly, and countless venomous snakes hidden in the ground and among the branches slowly converged in the direction indicated by the flute music.

A short while later,

Hundreds of brightly colored venomous snakes crawled out from both sides of the canyon.

Upon seeing this, Long Yan, who was locked in combat, changed his expression drastically, feeling a chill run from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head.

But just when he didn't know what to do,

Suddenly, hurried footsteps came from around the bend in the canyon behind us.

It was those five Black Miao who went to investigate.

He walked over with a murderous aura, then ran back in a panic and fear.

"Young master, run! There's a tiger! A huge tiger!"

The Black Miao group shouted in terror.

Ma Die was stunned for a moment, but before she could react, a terrifying tiger roar came from around the corner of the canyon.

"Roar..."

The roar was deep and muffled like thunder, rumbling and shaking, carrying the pressure of the king of beasts, crashing back and forth between the rock walls, making people's eardrums numb.

The hundreds of colorful venomous snakes that emerged from the grass seemed to have encountered their natural enemy, turning around and quickly darting back into the grass.

Ma Die even dropped the piccolo she was holding in her mouth, and her hands and feet immediately turned ice cold.

Where did this tiger come from in the canyon? And judging from its roar, it wasn't an ordinary tiger.

As the few Black Miao Tribe people fled back in a disheveled and terrified state,

Finally, the tiger appeared at the bend in the canyon.

A magnificent tiger, a size larger than an ordinary tiger, emerged, exuding a terrifying aura. Every step it took with its claws sent shivers down everyone's spines.

That's not a tiger at all.

This is clearly a Mountain Lord.

"You... you climbed the Beast Mountain?"

Ma Die's face had lost its confidence in controlling everything; her voice trembled as she asked, her face pale.

Long Yan nodded in a low voice, "Yes, is there a problem?"

"You idiot, don't you know that Beast Mountain is the territory of the Mountain Lord? If you provoke the Mountain Lord down the mountain, we'll all be finished here."

Ma Die's chest heaved with anger; she even felt the urge to kill her opponent.

Beast Mountain is a dangerous place between the Black Miao and Green Miao. The tigers that inhabit the mountain are not ordinary tigers, but Mountain Lords that are several times more powerful than tigers.

It's said that people from Green Miao are simple-minded and physically strong, but I never expected that the young master of Green Miao's brain is all muscles.

The Hundred Thousand Mountains of Miaojiang

Why choose Mount Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain when no other mountain would do?

Upon hearing Ma Die's words, Long Yan simply scratched his head, looking utterly bewildered.

He is the son of the chieftain of the Green Miao and Great Miao Chief tribes. His Coming-of-Age Ceremony must be held in the most dangerous mountains and with the fiercest wild beasts to prove his bravery. What's wrong with that?

Furthermore,

That tiger wasn't as terrifying as you guys described.

He had previously squatted on the ground with the other person, acting as fellow sufferers, and they got along very harmoniously.

"What are you looking at? Run!"

Ma Die no longer cared about capturing Long Yan and immediately led her men to flee towards the canyon exit.

Turning her head, she saw that Long Yan, that fool, was still standing there like a block of wood, and a hint of sympathy and pity flashed in Ma Die's eyes.

Finished,

This idiot is going to be eaten by the Mountain Lord.

Her plans were about to fall through.

But now that they were all struggling to survive, who had the time to care about others? So Ma Die turned and fled the canyon with her men without looking back.

Long Yan was left standing alone in the canyon, bewildered and helpless.

The striped tiger slowly walked to Long Yan's side.

It didn't attack and eat the opponent as Ma Die had imagined.

The man and the tiger stared at each other.

They were like two brothers in the same boat, sharing the same misfortune.

Where is the one on your back?

Long Yan asked a question.

The tiger shook its head.

Not at all.

Long Yan was silent for a moment before saying:

Or should we wait here?

The tiger nodded in agreement with his suggestion.

Because neither of them wanted to be beaten up again; they had developed psychological trauma from it.

So the man and the tiger sat down on the spot.

But we waited until it was completely dark.

The figure in the green robe was nowhere to be seen.