Published: March 8, 2025
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED TWENTY-NINE: A Wisp of Sword Soul!
The fire thunder tiger let out a furious howl, a deep gash suddenly appearing on its body, causing blood to pour down in large quantities.
It roared angrily, seemingly dissatisfied that it had been wounded by an ant far inferior to itself. After scanning the surroundings and finding nothing, it finally launched a red light in hatred and vanished.
No one noticed that when the ninth-level spirit beast appeared, the strange mark on Tan Tan's forehead flickered mysteriously. After the ninth-level spirit beast disappeared, it dimmed once more.
From where the throne expert leaped out, several figures swiftly flew out, gathering the blood dropped by the fire thunder tiger as quickly as possible, leaving no drop behind. They managed to collect two large bottles, and everyone felt a suppressed excitement.
Chu Yang suddenly realized.
So this was it; those noble families were collecting the essence blood of the ninth-level spirit beast. A sense of desolation washed over him. To collect the essence blood of a ninth-level spirit beast, these noble families probably had no other way.
A master sacrificed himself, wounding the ninth-level spirit beast in exchange for a single drop of its blood. Everyone else waited for the spirit beast to leave before coming out to gather the essence blood... In this way, only one person had to be sacrificed to obtain it.
But... how helpless was that?
A slender figure quietly flew out, stripped off his clothes, and laid them on the snow. He gathered the scattered bones and flesh of the fallen throne master into his clothes, silently performing this task with a face full of suppressed sorrow.
Ao Xieyun!
It turned out to be a member of the Ao Family!
Chu Yang recalled seeing Ao Family members ambushing like this some time ago; it seemed they had been planning this all along. Watching Ao Xieyun silently collect the corpse of the fallen throne master, Chu Yang suddenly felt an indescribable emotion.
This evil young master still had a bit of a conscience. Even if it was pretentious, achieving this level was no easy feat.
The Ao Family members had finished collecting the scattered spirit beast essence blood.
Then, under Ao Xieyun's leadership, everyone knelt on the ground and silently bowed their heads nine times towards the wrapped corpse before standing up.
"Return immediately, be careful of the Dark Demon!" Ao Xieyun said solemnly.
The experts from the Ao Family responded in unison and quietly left.
Ao Xieyun walked at the back, his face cold and hard, with traces of tears visible. He took a few steps, looked back, but eventually disappeared from sight.
Suddenly, he turned around, knelt down, and knocked his head three times in the direction of the fallen throne master with loud thuds, bowing deeply without making a sound.
In the distance, the Ao Family experts quietly waited for their young master, not uttering a word.
Finally, Ao Xieyun stood up, let out a long howl, and without looking back, he leaped away. The group silently vanished into the wind and snow, disappearing from this world.
"This is the noble family! This is the foundation of a great noble family!" Meng Chaoran exclaimed.
Chu Yang remained silent for a long time before finally saying, "Yes, this is the noble family! This is what a true noble family looks like!"
For a noble family to rise, it must undergo the combined efforts of several generations. Only then can something known as 'foundation' be slowly formed. Foundation is not merely about how many experts a family possesses but rather a kind of ideology, a kind of belief.
A family with foundation instills a sense of identity, belonging, and honor in its members. With these feelings, they would feel that whatever they do for the family is right and willingly done!
Just like the throne master who sacrificed himself today!
Such a family deserves to be called a noble family!
"Turns out only a family that can sacrifice itself can be called a noble family," Tan Tan listened, somewhat understanding, and made a profound conclusion.