Chapter 678: Childe Cub Club

Chapter 678: Childe Cub Club

From the close, musty interior of the tent, the vast enclosed space of the First Tier felt wide open, moreso due to its relative emptiness. Only a few beast cultivators wandered in the actual First Tier, the space largely wide open, with little to populate it. Aside from the ornately-carved tile pad from which the rift emerged, little of value remained in the First Tier. It stood empty, a broad, dark space, only a few support pillars, each one as wide as an ordinary palace, to break the emptiness.

Hui frowned. Isnt this too obvious? I guess theyre practically declaring open war on Tseng Caihong, but even so. Put up a veneer of normalcy!

A demon! someone shouted near Hui.

Hui flinched. Where? He spun around, quickly swapping to his compressed crystal form in defense.

A sword shattered against his back. Hui stumbled forward, drawing a talisman on the air even as he spun. Barriers, then attacks, in that order!

Behind him, a beast cultivator stared at him in horror, looking between his back and his broken sword. A small squirrel-like creature perched on the beast cultivators shoulder. Hui looked at the beast cultivator, and the beast cultivator looked at him.

Huis hands instinctively finished the barrier on his own, and it snapped into place around him. They both startled at that, jumping back.

Is this man as skittish as I am? Thats truly impressive. Finally, someone as averse to combat as myself! Good, good. Ah, even the sneak attack gets full marks. Never willingly enter into fair combat!

Though, er, Elder Brother should really reconsider smacking people with swords before determining theyre demons. If I wasnt me, Id be badly injured right now!

Hui cleared his throat. Senior, er, Im a member of Eight Tiers Palace.

Oh, the man said.

Another beast cultivator swooped in on a huge bird, her eyes darting left and right as she landed and jumped off her bird. Jing Chao! Wheres the demon?

False false alarm, the man with the squirrel muttered.

Hui froze. Proof? Elder Sister, the Tier Master didnt give me anything! Am I supposed to have proof? He looked over his shoulder at the portal, but it had gone dim, no longer active.

Turning back to the female cultivator, he smiled. Elder Sister, The Tier Master gave me no proof. My apologies. I dont suppose I could request you trust my words alone?

She scoffed.

Hui sighed, shaking his head. I suppose I could try tearing the secret realm open again ugh. Will Tseng Caihong need proof that Im the Tier Masters emissary, as well? Yes I should go back and get

A hand appeared out of midair and dropped something toward him. Hui held his hands out. A tuft of orange-and-black fur fell into his palms.

Your proof, the Tier Master said.

Ah! Thank you, Senior! Hui said, bowing quickly. Is it trendy for Seniors to send their hands through reality right now? Fen Long, now the Tier Master who next?

He turned to the female cultivator and smiled, presenting the fur in his palms. As you can see, Elder Sister, I have proof. Will you escort me now?

The female cultivator blinked at him. After a moment, she shrugged and gestured for him to climb onto her bird. Ill take you to Tseng Caihong. Jing Chao, you stay here. Dont kill any more innocents.

With this sword? Jing Chao complained, lifting his broken blade.

Hui bowed to Jing Chao. Sincerely, Elder Brother, if you hadnt attacked innocents, your blade wouldnt be broken right now.

Jing Chao looked at his blade, then at Hui, and sighed. Thats true. Ill take it as a lesson.

Its always good to learn, Hui agreed, nodding.

The female cultivator took off, leaving Jing Chao behind. Sitting cross-legged atop her bird, Hui closed his eyes, enjoying the wind in his hair. Off to speak with Tseng Caihong!