Chapter 249: A Saint-Rank Appears
[Sea Concubine Palace Mission: An unknown Saint-rank spirit beast has appeared and vanished within the Cold Court’s territory. Seeking assistance from Sea Concubine Palace members skilled in tracking to locate it – Reward: 1000 spirit crystals, Team Limit: 20, Restricted to Dead Sea Stage and above.]
[Waterfall Lake Wonderland Mission: A Saint-rank spirit beast from the Heavy Rain Realm has been sighted near the Cold Court in the Sea Region. Investigate the reason – Reward: 1000 points.]
The Heavy Rain Realm…
Gong Lianyue checked the Waterfall Lake Wonderland and confirmed the two missions were related.
The Sea Region factions, lacking information, assumed it was a new, wild Saint-rank spirit beast, but the Waterfall Lake Wonderland had already identified its origin as the Heavy Rain Realm.
The Heavy Rain Realm was so far away. Why would a spirit beast from there come to the Sea Region…?
Although suspicious, she still posted the mission, restricting it to Dead Sea Stage instructors and above.
Cold Court Territory, Cold Silver Mountain
Towering mountain peaks, shrouded in a chilling mist, the highest peak almost piercing the clouds.
At the center of the mountain range, a clear lake shimmered, its surface rippling gently.
Several Spirit Masters in Sea Concubine Palace uniforms and others bearing the Winter Floating Sky insignia stood there, their faces grim, blocked by a massive white lion with a thick mane.
The lion, over a thousand meters tall, its fur swaying gently, like a small mountain, radiated a terrifying killing intent.
Sensing this overwhelming aura, the Sea Concubine Palace members’ spirit beasts remained silent, their connection severed.
Xiong Bai, a Saint-rank spirit beast.
The Grieving Saintess of the Cold Court didn’t have a Saint-rank spirit beast. This Xiong Bai was the Cold Court’s guardian beast, now used to deter other factions. It seemed they were also determined to obtain this new Saint-rank spirit beast.
After the incident with the Pool of Hidden Secrets and the Snow Monarch, the Sea Region had forbidden the use of Sun and Moon Realm Spirit Masters to suppress wild spirit beasts.
Therefore, without a Sun and Moon Realm expert present, this Saint-rank white lion was practically invincible.
“Cold Court, this is against the rules! We haven’t done anything! Why are you targeting us?!”
Having been blocked here for almost half an hour, the Spirit Masters from the Sea Concubine Palace and the Winter Floating Sky finally voiced their complaints.
The Ice Shield Palace and the Pool of Hidden Secrets hadn’t come. The main competitors for this new Saint-rank were the Winter Floating Sky, the Cold Court, and the Sea Concubine Palace. They hadn’t expected the Cold Court to use their guardian beast to block their path.
They couldn’t even summon their spirit beasts. How could they possibly detect the Saint-rank spirit beast and compete fairly?
Hearing their complaints, the white lion simply turned its head, ignoring them, and the other Cold Court Spirit Masters also remained silent.
After the Pool of Hidden Secrets’ incident, subduing Saint-rank spirit beasts through peaceful means had become standard practice. The Cold Court’s actions were… questionable.
But the other two factions’ Saintesses both possessed Saint-rank spirit beasts. The Cold Court didn’t.
A little bad publicity was a small price to pay. The Grieving Saintess was determined to obtain this Saint-rank spirit beast.
Shui Puxing, the future Saintess Candidate of the Sea Concubine Palace, was also present. She was currently spitting at the white lion and making rude gestures.
“Even if your Saintess finds that Saint-rank spirit beast, do you think she can contract with it!?”
“Do you even know how difficult it is for someone without innate Saint-rank talent to contract with a Saint-rank spirit beast!?”
Ah, this…
Hearing Shui Puxing’s words, the Spirit Masters from the three factions paused.
This was a low blow. After all, only one in a hundred million Spirit Masters possessed Saint-rank talent. Shui Puxing had just insulted almost everyone in the spirit world.
However, the Spirit Masters from the Sea Concubine Palace and the Winter Floating Sky, seizing the opportunity to put a Saintess on the same level as themselves, readily joined in the verbal abuse.
They were all untalented, the Grieving Saintess included. A fair fight.
The Cold Court Spirit Masters, their faces burning with anger and frustration, couldn’t argue. The fact that the Grieving Saintess’s companion spirit beast wasn’t Saint-rank was undeniable.
But these hypocrites… they weren’t Saint-rank either, and yet they acted so self-righteous.
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As the three factions argued, the Grieving Saintess of the Cold Court, a girl with short white hair and a chilling aura, was searching the area more than ten kilometers away.
She crawled on the ground, her posture less than graceful, sniffing the ground like a dog.
A few moments later, she stood up, brushing off her skirt, a satisfied smile on her face.
“It seems it hasn’t left this area yet.”
“A biological, water-type spirit beast, perfect for me!”
“But it’s at the Nether Traverse Stage. I can’t handle it alone. I’ll have Xiong Bai come later.”
Not having a Saint-rank companion spirit beast wasn’t shameful, but this generation of Saintesses from the other factions… they were all surprisingly powerful.
Not to mention the terrifying Sorrowful Saintess, but even the Desireless Saintess and the Wrathful Saintess possessed Saint-rank spirit beasts. This made her, the Grieving Saintess, without a Saint-rank companion, seem… inadequate.
This was her chance, a rare opportunity to rise above the others. She had to obtain this Saint-rank spirit beast!
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM
A deafening roar echoed, a terrifying shockwave almost lifting the entire Cold Silver Mountain.
A mountain range more than ten kilometers north of the Grieving Saintess was flattened, a massive beast-shaped footprint imprinted on the ground, dust and debris filling the air.
“That Saint-rank spirit beast has moved again!!”
Covering her ears, the Grieving Saintess looked towards the north, her face lit up with excitement.
Such power! She couldn’t wait to experience its strong, powerful body.
She wondered what species and type it was…
Having brought the entire Cold Court’s forces with her, she was determined to obtain this spirit beast!
As long as the Sorrowful Saintess didn’t interfere!
Chapter 250: Water Element Number Six, The Desolate Sea Wanderer!!
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM
A series of deafening roars, like cannon fire, swept away trees and sand for miles around.
Sensing this terrifying aura, not only the young Spirit Masters turned pale, but even the Saint-rank white lion’s face hardened, its expression grim.
What kind of spirit beast could possess such power?
Could a mere Grieving Saintess truly subdue it…?
In just a few minutes, several mountain ranges were leveled, dust swirling. The Grieving Saintess finally arrived.
Her eyes widened in disbelief.
The sight that met her gaze was a massive, humanoid mermaid.
Her long, flowing blue hair, clear as spring water, her lower body a massive, plump, blue fish tail, two delicate fins adorning her head.
Most striking was her naked upper body, her voluptuous figure completely exposed, a sight that made one’s heart pound.
Her plump, delicate fish tail, twisting and turning like a python, stretched for over two kilometers, while her upper body was only a hundred or two meters tall.
This was—the Saint-rank Desolate Sea Wanderer!!!
Seeing the mermaid spirit beast, the Grieving Saintess’s excitement faded.
She had only hoped for a mid-ranked water-type spirit beast. Who would have thought it would be the Desolate Sea Wanderer, the sixth-ranked super Saint-rank spirit beast among water-types!
Even if she gave everything, it would be difficult to win its favor.
The chance of forming a contract was practically zero.
At this moment, the Desolate Sea Wanderer held a magnificent, wave-carved crystal trident, swinging it like a shovel, then slamming it into a nearby mountain range.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM
A terrifying wave, a deafening explosion, the resulting shockwave sweeping through, almost sending the Grieving Saintess flying.
A hurricane of power, sweeping away all sand and debris.
A few seconds later, as the dust settled, the scene was revealed.
A hundred-meter-wide crater had been dug in the valley between two mountain ranges, a gaping hole like a cave.
What was this Desolate Sea Wanderer doing…?
Making such a commotion, just to dig a hole!
“I don’t care!”
The Grieving Saintess was determined. No matter what happened, she would try.
This inexplicably mountain-digging mermaid seemed… simple-minded. Perhaps she could trick it.
Having made up her mind, she pulled out an ice-blue, heart-shaped core, radiating a chilling aura.
Whoosh~~~~
Sensing the powerful spirit energy, the mermaid’s attention was drawn. Drool dripped from its mouth, its body turning towards the Grieving Saintess.
Success?
Seeing the Desolate Sea Wanderer’s eager expression, the Grieving Saintess’s heart pounded. She offered the ice-blue core.
The mermaid carefully took the core, licked it a few times, then swallowed it whole.
Ah, such a cute eater~~~
The Grieving Saintess was captivated by the Desolate Sea Wanderer’s beauty and mysterious aura. Was this the feeling of first love, encountering a Saint-rank spirit beast?
After consuming the mysterious core, the Desolate Sea Wanderer’s spirit energy surged, its aura becoming even more powerful and pure.
Then, it turned and resumed digging with its trident.
Bang!
Bang, bang, bang!!!
The mermaid relentlessly dug at the mountain, a strange, almost agricultural act.
?
???
“??????????”
Seeing the Desolate Sea Wanderer’s lack of reaction, the Grieving Saintess was bewildered.
It had eaten her offering, and nothing had happened. Not even a sign of acknowledgment.
She stood there, dazed, watching the Desolate Sea Wanderer dig for five minutes. Just then, a massive, powerful white lion emerged from the forest behind her. Xiong Bai, the Cold Court’s Saint-rank guardian beast.
The white lion, seeing this bizarre scene, also paused, then looked down at the Grieving Saintess with a puzzled expression.
“She ate a super mysterious core, and nothing happened!!” the Grieving Saintess complained.
“…”
“…”
“Roar!!!” A few seconds later, the lion’s roar shook the forest.
Hearing the roar, the Desolate Sea Wanderer turned, a slightly confused expression on its face. A massive white lion stood behind it.
Its aura was… weak. It hadn’t even noticed it.
A few minutes later, after the two Saint-rank spirit beasts’ auras clashed, the Desolate Sea Wanderer’s expression softened.
What was with that roar? So fierce!
It had only eaten a super mysterious core. Why was this lion so angry?
In the Heavy Rain Realm, countless Spirit Masters offered it gifts every day. It was used to it. A mere super mysterious core was nothing.
And yet, this Sea Region Spirit Master was trying to force it into a marriage? How ridiculous!
“Roar!!!” Seeing the Desolate Sea Wanderer’s hesitant expression, the white lion roared again.
“Meeh~~” The Desolate Sea Wanderer replied with a high-pitched cry.
The next second, a terrifying sound wave echoed. The beautiful melody emanating from the mermaid’s mouth spread through the forest, creating waves of wind.
Thud!
A few seconds later, everything within a radius of several kilometers withered and turned to dust.
Rocks, trees, the ground, even the life within the mountains, all instantly erased, turned into nothingness.
The white lion stood frozen, like a statue, its internal organs dissolving, blood trickling from its orifices.
“Thud!”
Its massive, thousand-meter-tall body crashed to the ground, crushing countless mountains and forests.
Xiong Bai, a Saint-rank, Nether Traverse Stage, False Soul Stage spirit beast, was defeated in a single blow.
Seeing this, the Grieving Saintess was consumed by a terrifying panic.
How was this possible? A Saint-rank spirit beast so powerful that a single cry could make a creature of the same level bleed from its orifices!!!
At the same time, the invisible sound wave spread for dozens of kilometers, shattering the cores of all the Spirit Masters who heard it, leaving them severely injured.
The distress signal had been sent.
