The Savage White Tiger Consciousness

Li Xiao wandered around the White Tiger Sect with Li Dan. Along the way, every cultivator they passed bowed respectfully to Li Xiao.

Li Xiao had long since grown accustomed to this. Respect was something he had earned himself, and he deserved it.

As the two passed a secluded courtyard, Li Xiao stopped, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked inside.

The courtyard gates were tightly shut, with two lifelike White Tiger statues standing on either side. Two elders at the peak half-saint realm stood silently by the entrance, their expressions grave.

Li Xiao stepped forward, and the two elders raised their hands to stop him. "Halt."

Li Xiao smiled indifferently and walked away with Li Dan.

"Young master, what is it?" Li Dan asked in confusion as he followed Li Xiao.

Li Xiao gave a mysterious smile. "You'll find out in a moment. I originally meant to help them solve a little trouble, but since they don't need it, we'll just watch the show. Interesting."

Li Dan scratched his head at those words, failing to grasp Li Xiao's meaning. Li Xiao offered no further explanation and continued onward.

Meanwhile, in the courtyard where Li Xiao had stopped to look, White Tiger Sect Master Bai Jiangbo and several White Tiger Sect elders lay on the ground, coughing up mouthful after mouthful of blood.

Before them, at the center of a huge pool of blood, stood a mighty, imposing White Tiger statue, its fangs bared and claws extended.

Below the blood pool, a White Tiger formed from blood bared its gaping, bloody maw at them.

"Sect Master, that bastard's cultivation is already approaching the peak saint realm. We're nothing but playthings to him."

An elder spoke anxiously, his expression ugly.

Bai Jiangbo's face darkened as he looked at the blood tiger, a sense of helplessness rising within him.

This blood pool was where the Holy Son received his baptism. It contained a drop of White Tiger blood essence, and only after bathing in that blood essence could one truly access the White Tiger Sect's true methods.

Countless generations of Holy Sons and Holy Maidens had soaked in this blood pool. Over all that time, a White Tiger Consciousness had actually been born within it.

Among the Four Symbols Divine Beasts, the White Tiger presided over slaughter, its killing power the fiercest of the four.

At that thought, Bai Jiangbo steeled his heart and charged at the blood tiger again.

This blood tiger had to be dealt with, or today's baptism ceremony could not proceed.

The next instant, the blood tiger revealed a contemptuous expression and lightly waved a claw at the charging Bai Jiangbo. Several streams of blood shot from the pool toward him like bullets.

Rip!

Without question, Bai Jiangbo, with his middle saint realm strength, was sent flying like a toy before this White Tiger.

Bai Jiangbo groaned in pain, lowering his head to touch the blood on his chest.

Three claw marks, deep enough to expose bone, were gouged into Bai Jiangbo's chest. Blood gushed from them like a spring.

The elders' expressions changed drastically. "Sect Master!"

"I'm fine. All of you, be careful."

The next instant, Bai Jiangbo tapped several points on his chest, barely managing to stop the bleeding temporarily. His face pale, he stood up again.

A hint of surprise appeared on the blood tiger's face. Then it raised its blood-red head high, like a victorious general.

The elders narrowed their eyes, anger surging. One of them roared, "You're toying with us? A mere divine beast phantom dares toy with this old man? Die!"

His expression grave, Bai Jiangbo charged forward with the elders.

"It's about time. Li Dan, go tell all the Li Lineage disciples to wait outside the White Tiger Sect's gates. Tell them not to rush back in."

Li Xiao spoke softly as he strolled around.

Behind him, Li Dan understood. Without asking further questions, he immediately went to the hall, gathered the Li Lineage disciples, and ran toward the White Tiger Sect's gates.

Li Xiao narrowed his eyes, looking toward that courtyard.

"What are the Li Lineage disciples doing? Why did they all suddenly leave?"

"Exactly. The baptism ceremony hasn't even started, and they're leaving?"

"No, no, no, something feels wrong. Look, they're gathering outside the White Tiger Sect's gates. I keep feeling something big is going to happen. Sorry, Brother Yuan, but I'll be taking my leave first."

"Hey, don't go! Would anyone actually dare cause trouble inside the White Tiger Sect?"

In White Tiger Hall, everyone exchanged bewildered looks as they watched the Li Lineage disciples hurry away, unsure what had happened.

The next instant, while everyone was still puzzled...

A sky-piercing roar rang out, making everyone steel their hearts.

Soon, an enormous blood tiger appeared in White Tiger Hall, staring fixedly at everyone. Its massive body and the presence it exuded made their hearts pound even from afar.

"Holy shit, what is that? A blood tiger?"

"Fuck, this blood tiger is almost at the peak saint realm! There's something wrong with that look in its eyes. Can someone hold it off?"

"Those Li Lineage people are rotten! Did they know something in advance? Brother Xiong, you've done me wrong!"

Amid everyone's screams, the blood tiger opened its gaping, bloody maw and slaughtered wildly through the hall. In an instant, White Tiger Hall filled with bloody Qi and descended into chaos.

"Hmm? What happened?" In a side room, Li Kuangfeng and Nangong Meng heard the commotion outside. They quickly stood up and headed out.

Before White Tiger Hall, the blood tiger stood in front of Bai Xiaolin, staring fixedly at him.

"Bai Xiaolin's" legs trembled as he stared at the blood tiger before him in shock.

"Kid, what the hell is this thing? How does your White Tiger Sect have something this terrifying?"

Bai Xiaolin's heart sank as he asked.

"I dunno!"

"Fuck."