Chapter 48: White Tiger Mount

The Wolf King lay on the ground, constantly wailing, no longer having its previous aura.

Shen Qing's eyes showed a hint of curiosity.

"Yo, it's not dead yet?"

Having said that, they raised their foot and stomped toward the Wolf King's head with greater force.

As the foot came down, the Wolf King's head began to deform, all its sharp teeth crushed, yet the Wolf King still clung to life.

Seeing their king turned into a toy, the surrounding wild wolves all let out a cry, having no thought of resistance, they tucked their tails and fled.

The Embroidered Uniform Guard hiding in the trees hurriedly jumped down and began chasing the wild wolves.

At that moment, an earth-shaking tiger roar came, making the wild wolves' legs tremble.

In the next instant, a three-meter-tall white tiger leapt from the dark forest, swiping a wild wolf away with one paw, then opening its bloody maw to bite another wild wolf, tearing it apart continuously.

The Embroidered Uniform Guard that had intended to pursue all stopped; just that tiger roar caused a fierce buzzing in every guard's ears.

They looked at the white tiger as if facing a great enemy, and also recalled that Hebo Liyu had indeed said they would hear a tiger's roar.

Shen Qing's face showed a hint of displeasure: "Damn, still stealing kills?"

The next moment, raising their foot, they crushed the Wolf King's head into pieces.

【Congratulations on slaying an Innate Realm feral beast, looted trait: Outstanding Talent (Blue)】

No time to look further, just muttering, "No wonder its head is so hard," they charged toward the wolf pack.

Each punch and kick sent a wild wolf's flesh flying; in just a few breaths, several wild wolves were torn apart under Shen Qing's hands, blood staining their clothes, looking especially sinister.

Gradually, the white tiger's fierce eyes showed some confusion.

Am I the king of beasts, or is he?

How can his methods be more ruthless than mine?

Not long after, the pack of wild wolves turned into scattered corpses on the ground.

The white tiger stood still for a moment, then looked at Shen Qing and the Embroidered Uniform Guard.

The scholar and companions immediately went on high alert, raising the knives in their hands.

Shen Qing, meanwhile, regarded the white tiger with interest, sensing it bore them no malice; obviously it, too, had gained intelligence.

Its target must be this pack of wild wolves, which also explains why only four wolves crossed the Red Date River tonight.

Because this pack of wild wolves had caught the white tiger's eye.

This could be considered an indirect rescue of the populace.

The white tiger's huge pupils focused on Shen Qing; they could not sense Shen Qing's aura, unable to gauge how strong they were.

Yet it always felt that Shen Qing also bore a beast's aura.

Moreover, Shen Qing always looked at it with a squinting smile; it always felt Shen Qing harbored ill intent, making it feel a bit creepy.

In short, fleeing was the best course.

Shen Qing suddenly said, "Hey, how about being my mount?"

The white tiger suddenly turned, lowered its body, bared sharp fangs, its tiger eyes locked onto Shen Qing, killing intent radiating.

Although it cannot speak, it, too, is an intelligent feral beast and can understand what a mount means.

Come on, it's the king of beasts.

How could it suffer the humiliation of being under someone else?

And Shen Qing was serious as well.

After all, as their cultivation increased, the horses issued by the Guard Command could no longer keep up; they couldn't rely on running themselves in the future—that would be utterly lacking in style.

Although the Great Wu Dynasty's Myriad Beast Mountain does breed mount-type feral beasts, Yongning Commandery is too remote to obtain any.

In the end, Shen Qing took a liking to this white tiger.

Among the four divine beasts, the Azure Dragon, Vermilion Bird, and Black Tortoise are composites of various animals; only this white tiger buddy, adding nothing and changing nothing, simply sits in the west and insists it is a divine beast.

Yet no other person or beast can do anything about it.

The scholar felt uneasy: "Boss, really want to take it as a mount?"

Shen Qing removed the Azure River and threw it to the scholar: "Don't panic, watch me subdue it."

Then a surge of true qi pushed them to a safe position.

Shen Qing walked slowly toward the white tiger, voice calm.

"Defeat me, and you may leave, by any means you like."

The white tiger let out a huge roar, then surged forward at Shen Qing; with each step, the ground trembled slightly.

The distance of several tens of meters closed in an instant; the white tiger raised its paw to swipe sideways, hoping to end the fight with one blow, but Shen Qing had no thought of dodging, and the scholar and companions broke into a cold sweat.

Just as the tiger's paw was about to land on Shen Qing, they moved.

Only see Shen Qing's eyes unusually calm, slowly raising their arm and extending a single finger.

The white tiger's face grew ever more ferocious.

This person before them had been provoking them all along.

How dare they block its tiger claw with a single finger—utterly bullying the tiger!

The next moment, a visually striking scene shocked all the Embroidered Uniform Guard's eyes.

That terrifying, power-filled giant tiger paw was actually held up by Shen Qing with a single finger.

The white tiger's pupils suddenly shrank to a pinpoint.

Hey hey hey.

How is this possible!

Shen Qing lifted their head, bright eyes smiling, a domineering surge of true qi burst forth, directly blasting the white tiger away.

The white tiger continually howled in midair; the next instant, Shen Qing's apparition appeared above it, a fist wrapped in Dragon Elephant Sound smashed directly into its face.

Bang!

The ground was smashed into a huge pit by the white tiger.

A huge pain drilled into the white tiger's heart, its pupils trembling.

That's not right!

Shen Qing wouldn't give him much time to think; the next moment his figure reappeared on White Tiger Mountain, his voice flat.

"If you become my mount, Shen Qing, you won't be at a loss."

Having said that, he raised his fist and struck the white tiger.

After two consecutive punches, the ferocity and doubt in the white tiger's eyes vanished completely, instantly becoming clear.

Even some fleeting images flashed through its mind, as if a huge white tiger were leading it in a hunt.

Soon he came to his senses, because if he didn't, he'd be beaten to death.

Seeing Shen Qing's fist about to land on its head, it hastily covered its head with its claws, letting out a whimper.

Shen Qing's fist also stopped an inch before his head.

"Convinced?"

The white tiger whimpered again, Shen Qing retracted his fist and jumped down from it.

After a while, the white tiger came to its senses, slowly rose, and its gaze toward Shen Qing held no ferocity, only fear and obedience.

"Come here, lie down."

The white tiger immediately walked over and lay down before Shen Qing, who leapt onto its back; the tiger's fur was unusually smooth, sitting on it felt like sitting on a sofa.

Shen Qing happily patted the white tiger's back.

"Come, run two laps."

The white tiger immediately started running outside the Osmanthus Forest, constantly responding to Shen Qing's commands.

"Jump."

"Brake."

"Do a backflip."

A crowd of Embroidered Uniform Guard watched Shen Qing train the white tiger like a dog, dumbfounded.

"This... it's tamed? What is this?"

The scholar said softly from the side.

"Three punches shattered the beast king's soul; sir, I am yours."

Outside the Osmanthus Forest, Shen Qing rode the white tiger and played for a while before stopping; don't look at its huge size, but the feline's agility is not lacking.

Which boy hasn't dreamed of a white tiger, whether the mighty kind or another kind?

The scholar hurried forward: "Boss, obtaining this white tiger is like divine aid."

"Indeed not bad, just can't speak, looks a bit dull." Shen Qing gently patted the white tiger's head: "When we go back, you'll learn to speak, got it?"

The white tiger's head immediately bobbed like a chick pecking at grain.

"Sir, what should we do with these people?"

Turning his gaze, he saw Liu Wen, Liu Lian'er, and Liu Hui still hanging from the tree.

Liu Wen was already dead stiff, while Lin Lian'er's chest still rose and fell slightly, she was still alive; as for Liu Hui, she hadn't harmed anyone and even saved Pang Xiyuan's life, so when they were administering punishment, nobody even thought to target her.

Shen Qing approached and quietly looked at Liu Hui.

"Qing Mountain Sect, Liu Hui, right?"

The scholar stepped forward and removed the rag stuffed in Liu Hui's mouth, but Liu Hui dared not look at Shen Qing, merely burying her head deep.

"Yes..."

Shen Qing continued speaking.

"Do you know what crime it is to attack the Embroidered Uniform Guard, and what punishment awaits?"

Liu Hui's head sank lower, her body trembling uncontrollably.

Shen Qing snorted.

"Qing Mountain Sect, how interesting—failing to tend your own little plot and instead picking jobs that get you killed."

Liu Hui's trembling worsened; she lifted her head: "Sir Shen, it's my fault, but it has nothing to do with the sect; I'm willing to serve as a slave or maid, please give the Qing Mountain Sect..."

Liu Hui didn't finish her words before Shen Qing cut her off.

"Just shut your mouth, making it seem like I'm the villain."

"I tell you, whether there's a connection isn't something you can clear up just by opening and closing your mouth."

"But Qing Mountain Sect is lucky—you have two idiots beside you; get lost and go tell your sect leader."

"Within ten days, every one of your Qing Mountain Sect's Innate Realm cultivators, I want to see them at the Hundred Households Office gate, or else."

Shen Qing didn't finish his words, but those who understood, understood.

As early as several years ago, some jianghu sects had experimented with this: the Embroidered Uniform Guard was attacked in the morning, the mountain gate was besieged by the army at noon, the whole sect was wiped out in the afternoon; as for the banquet? The whole sect was slaughtered, who would set out the feast?

Liu Hui looked up, somewhat dazed, while Shen Qing had already turned and walked away, pointing at Lin Lian'er hanging from the tree.

"Drag that panting one along; we're heading back to the city for drinks."

After Shen Qing and the others walked away, Liu Hui finally broke free of the rope and fell to the ground.

This rope is just ordinary; it couldn't possibly bind her, a peak Acquired Realm master.

But she simply didn't dare to break free.