Minghe Suppresses Zhao Gongming

Zhao Gongming forcibly suppressed the jealousy and murderous intent in his heart.

He composed himself, forced a warm smile, and strode toward where the San Xiao and Xiong Tie were.

"Eldest sister, second sister, third sister."

Zhao Gongming's gentle voice successfully attracted the attention of the San Xiao of Sanxiao.

"Brother." Yun Xiao nodded slightly, and Qiong Xiao and Bixiao greeted him with smiles.

However, there was a subtle distance in the eyes of the San Xiao as they looked at Zhao Gongming.

"What brings you here today to tease the spirit beast?" Zhao Gongming asked casually.

But his eyes were fixed on Xiong Tie.

He recognized the Iron Eater Beast; wasn't it Chiyou's?

You have already chosen a path to death!

Xiong Tie felt that gaze and paused in his bamboo-eating.

Is this Zhao Gongming?

But what's with that jealous look?

Could it be that she's jealous of how cute he is...?

Xiong Tie was completely baffled, never imagining that Zhao Gongming would hold a grudge against a mere Iron Eater Beast like him.

"This is the mount of the Minghe Saint; leave it here."

Yun Xiao gave a simple explanation.

Her gaze then fell back on Xiong Tie, who seemed to attract her more than Zhao Gongming Xiong Tie.

Zhao Gongming felt even more frustrated.

He coughed lightly and said:

"Since it's a guest's mount, it's best not to disturb it too much."

"Moreover, this beast was once Chiyou's mount, and its ferocity remains. What if it suddenly attacks and harms someone..."

Before he could finish speaking, Xiong Tie looked up at him, his dark circles filled with innocence.

Then it stretched out its claws and pushed the half-eaten spirit bamboo towards Zhao Gongming's feet.

"Senior Brother Gongming, I'm a good bear, I won't hurt anyone. Do you want some bamboo?"

Zhao Gongming: "..."

"Pfft--" Bixiao couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Qiong Xiao and chuckled softly.

The smile in Yun Xiao's eyes deepened.

Zhao Gongming's smile froze completely.

He looked at the half-eaten bamboo stalk at his feet, still damp with saliva, and then at Xiong Tie's sincere little eyes, and felt a lump in his throat.

This guy actually dared to provoke him!

"Good, very good."

Zhao Gongming's voice turned cold, and the last trace of feigned smile vanished from his face.

"You mere mount dare to mock me?"

He took a step forward, and his late-stage Quasi-Saint aura, no longer restrained, pressed down on Xiong Tie!

"Brother!"

Yun Xiao frowned, and a cold voice rang out. At the same time, he raised his hand and waved, and a patch of clear light protected Xiong Tie's body, offsetting some of the pressure.

Qiong Xiao and Bixiao also looked displeased and stood in front of Xiong Tie.

"Senior Brother Gongming, why bother with a spirit beast?" Qiong Xiao's tone remained gentle, but it carried a clear hint of disapproval.

"Exactly! It's clearly sharing the bamboo with you!" Bixiao said bluntly, glaring angrily at Zhao Gongming.

Xiong Tie was startled by the sudden oppressive aura and scurried away with his bamboo stick.

It shrank its neck, almost wetting itself in fright at Zhao Gongming.

Is Zhao Gongming perhaps suffering from some serious illness? I only handed you a bamboo shoot, is it really that big of a deal?

When Zhao Gongming saw that the San Xiao were actually stopping him for this beast, his jealousy burned even brighter.

"My three sisters, step aside! This beast is unruly; let me, as its elder brother, discipline it for the sake of the Minghe Saint!"

"Brother! Stop!" Yun Xiao shouted, anger already showing between his brows.

Qiong Xiao and Bixiao even unleashed their Golden Flood Dragon Scissors and Dragon Binding Rope, their spiritual light flickering, making it clear they were ready to fight at the slightest provocation.

"My three sisters, how could you possibly fight your brother over a beast?"

Zhao Gongming's face was ashen, his voice hoarse, and his killing intent toward Xiong Tie had reached its peak.

The San Xiao of Sanxiao had grown to utterly despise Zhao Gongming.

Not only did it possess their elder brother's body, but it also had other intentions towards the three of them.

At this moment, he even tried to attack an innocent Iron Eater Beast in front of everyone from the Interception Sect.

If their Yuanshi, Yuanshi, hadn't instructed the three of them not to act rashly, they would have already suppressed Zhao Gongming together.

Just then, a somewhat lazy voice came from the outer edge of the crowd:

"So lively? Senior Brother Gongming, what's going on here?"

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw that Ying Yuan had arrived at the edge of the square at some point.

Zhao Gongming paused, "Ying Yuan, what are you doing here? This matter has nothing to do with you!"

Ying Yuan was naturally there to win Yun Xiao's favor.

He didn't understand why Zhao Gongming had such a bad relationship with the San Xiao, but he firmly sided with Yun Xiao.

The San Xiao looked at the newcomer with strange expressions.

After learning that Ying Yuan was Outer-Heaven Demon, the San Xiao deliberately distanced themselves from him.

It's obvious without even guessing that Ying Yuan was lusting after Yun Xiao's beauty.

These Outer-Heaven Demon seemed to have never seen a woman before.

Ying Yuan stood openly in front of Yun Xiao, then looked at Zhao Gongming:

"Senior Brother Gongming, you are at least the top disciple of the outer Interception Sect. Why are you arguing with a spirit beast that hasn't even taken human form yet?"

"If word gets out, it'll be so embarrassing."

Zhao Gongming's face darkened further.

He strongly suspected that the San Xiao were distancing themselves from him because Ying Yuan had said something bad about him.

Ying Yuan looked down at Xiong Tie and reached out to rub its fluffy head:

"Little guy, next time you hand someone bamboo, remember to give them a whole one, not one that's been gnawed on."

Xiong Tie: "..."

Zhao Gongming was so angry at Ying Yuan's peacemaking attitude that he almost exploded.

He was about to lash out when he struck to suppress Ying Yuan.

That's enough.

The figure of Minghe had appeared on the high steps in front of the palace at some unknown time.

Beside him, the Tongtian Cult Master Leader remained expressionless, revealing neither joy nor anger.

"Zhao Gongming, when did it become your place to discipline my mount, a junior like you?"

Minghe's gaze fell on Zhao Gongming.

Sea of Blood System: "Host's mount has been insulted. Granting one quarter of an hour of Hun Yuan Grand Unity cultivation."

The overwhelming pressure of the Hun Yuan Grand Unity descended upon them.

Zhao Gongming was the first to be hit, his face instantly turning ashen, and he staggered backward uncontrollably, almost falling to his knees.

He stared wide-eyed at the Minghe in disbelief.

How could a mere drop of blood from the Minghe grant Blood God Child the power of Hun Yuan Grand Unity?!

The Tongtian Cult Master stood beside the Minghe, his expression remaining calm.

It's really not worth offending a Earthly Dao sage for the sake of Zhao Gongming.

As long as Zhao Gongming doesn't kill him, he won't bother with it.

In his view, as long as he is strong, he can discard his apprentices and such.

"Considering that you are Jie Sect Disciple the Jie Sect and a student of Fellow Daoist Tongtian, I will not hold it against you too much."

"By giving a drop of his Essence Blood to my mount as compensation, this matter will be over."

Minghe did not dare to kill Zhao Gongming within the Interception Sect.

Putting aside the fact that the Tongtian Cult Master hasn't made a statement, Zhao Gongming's reputation among the outer disciples of the Interception Sect is quite high.

Seeing Minghe's indecisiveness, the Sea of Blood System remained silent.

So what if Zhao Gongming killed him? He was Outer-Heaven Demon anyway.

Besides, the ancestor's two swords kill without incurring any karmic consequences, so what are you cowardly about!

"Minghe, you're dreaming! I, Zhao Gongming, will never yield to you, you old schemer!"

Zhao Gongming's words completely baffled Minghe.

Minghe's facial features contorted in pain.

Are all the Prehistoric World natives this tough?

If you dare embarrass me, then you might as well die!