Chapter 117: Dawn

Gu's eyes widened suddenly.

The cheers in the distance stopped abruptly.

"You... you swore an oath..." Gu wanted to stand up, but his own blockade, plus the effect of the Drunken God Powder, made it impossible to break free in a short time.

"An oath?"

The Demon Wolf seemed to have heard some huge joke, its three heads shaking with laughter.

"For the weak, oaths are bindings! For the strong, oaths are just a fart! I, as the Evil God, promised not to eat you, but I am no longer the Evil God!"

"I'm not even the Evil God, so why should I keep my promise?"

"Moreover... you actually know I won't keep my promise, don't you?"

"Why don't you say it?"

The Demon Wolf stretched out its claw, lightly pressing on Gu's back, pushing the body he had just lifted a little back into the mud.

"Originally, if I had attacked forcefully, I would have had to go through some trouble, after all, even though you're just a worm, your bite still hurts."

"But now, it's your lovely tribespeople who personally pulled out your teeth, broke your claws, and delivered you to my mouth."

"What a stupid bunch of pigs—if I don't eat them, should I save them for the New Year?"

"That bunch of idiots would even sell out their own Guardian God just to stay alive. This meat, filled with the taste of fear and betrayal, is truly the most delicious delicacy in the world!"

The Demon Wolf lifted its massive claw and gave a light flick.

Bang!

Gu, whose cultivation was sealed, was kicked away like a pebble, slamming heavily into the stockade wall and sliding down.

He didn't know how many bones were broken, lying there like a puddle of mud, only able to watch helplessly as the Demon Wolf leapt over him and lunged at the tribe that had just been shouting, "We're saved!"

"No——!!!"

In the tribe, the high priest's wine cup shattered in his hand.

Everyone's smiles froze, and then a wave of fear surged in like a tide.

They had been deceived.

They had been deceived!

"You beast! You don't keep your word!"

"Wolf God, you can't do this! We did everything you said!"

"Gu! Gu, get up quickly! Kill it!"

The crowd fell into chaos.

Some cried out for mercy, some shouted angry curses, and more instinctively looked at the figure pinned in the mud, hoping for a miracle to happen again.

Just like before.

Whenever they faced danger, Gu would step forward and turn the tide.

"Gu! Don't sleep! Get up and fight!"

The great-uncle waved his cane, shouting hoarsely,

"You are the Guardian God; you can't ignore us!"

Gu, whose face was buried in the ground, heard these shouts, and the corner of his mouth curled into a bleak arc.

Get up?

I also want to get up.

But the poison wine that sealed my cultivation—wasn't it you who forced me to drink it?

Wasn't it your weakness that broke the sword in my hand?

I am now just a cripple.

"It's so noisy!"

The Demon Wolf, somewhat impatient, flicked its ears.

"Since you're so eager to die, I'll grant your wish."

It opened its bloody maw and sucked hard toward the tribe.

Who—!!!

A terrifying suction force appeared out of nowhere.

The stockade gate shattered instantly, and the several hundred tribespeople standing at the front didn't even have time to scream.

Like leaves in the wind, they were swept up into the air and fell straight into the Demon Wolf's maw, which was like a black hole.

Creak, creak.

The bone‑chilling chewing sound echoed across the Gobi.

Fresh blood flowed from the wolf's mouth, staining the ground beneath it red, and dripping onto Gu's face.

It was hot.

It was his tribesmen's blood.

"Ahhh! Save me!"

"Don't eat me! Don't eat me! It's him! He's the one who gave Gu the poison wine! Eat him!"

"I don't want to die!"

The tribespeople who had just united to pressure Gu to die now, in order to survive, began to shove and trample each other.

At this moment, human nature was uglier than the Demon Wolf's fangs.

The Demon Wolf ate with great relish.

While chewing, it mumbled vaguely to Gu beneath its feet:

"Look, this is what you were guarding. The taste is indeed not bad, filled with the aroma of stupidity and betrayal."

Gu closed his eyes.

Two lines of blood tears slid down from the corners of his eyes.

Nothing is sadder than a dead heart.

He hated the demon wolf, hated these tribesmen even more, and also hated his own foolish self.

If… if I could live again…

"Alright, the appetizers are done, it's time for the main course."

The demon wolf seemed to have grown tired of ordinary people; it lowered its head and greedily stared at Gu beneath its feet.

This flesh and blood is comparable to that of a 17th-realm expert; one bite equals the lives of millions of mortals.

More importantly.

It has been eyeing Gu for a long time.

Eat it, and I can become an evil god!

Stand on equal footing with those high-and-mighty evil gods!

"In your next life, don't be a hero; be a dog and live longer."

The demon wolf opened its huge mouth and viciously bit down on Gu's head.

A fishy wind blew into his face.

Gu did not dodge, nor could he dodge.

He merely sighed silently in his heart.

It was over.

However.

Just as the fangs were about to touch Gu's scalp, at the moment when the Wind Tribe was about to completely fall into purgatory.

A golden stream of light, like a meteorite falling to earth, bearing an overbearing and unreasonable aura, came crashing down from the horizon's end.

"What a fucking dog!"

A violent shout exploded like thunder.

Boom!!!

That golden figure, neither left nor right, smashed squarely onto the demon wolf's head that was about to bite down.

The earth shook violently, dust and smoke rose everywhere.

A terrifying shockwave centered on the impact point spread wildly outward, flattening the Gobi within a thousand-li radius by three feet.

After the dust and smoke cleared.

Everyone saw the scene clearly, then all gasped in unison.

All that could be seen was that peerless three-headed demon wolf.

At that moment, the middle head had been stomped hard into the ground, turning into a pulp of flesh.

And upon its corpse stood a bare-chested, muscular man whose body exuded a golden blood aura.

The man held a giant axe larger than a door, shaking off the blood on his feet with a look of disdain.

"Pah! What trash, daring to call yourself a god in front of me!"

The one who arrived was none other than the Gu Family's Supreme responsible for cleaning this area, Gu Zhan.

He curled his lip, too lazy to even glance at the corpse beneath his feet, and instead turned his head to look at Gu, who knelt on the ground with a dazed expression.

"Hey, kid."

Gu Zhan grinned, showing a mouthful of big white teeth, bright enough to be somewhat dazzling.

That terrifying pressure frightened the Wind Tribe people around who wanted to come forward to kowtow and thank him, causing them to keep retreating.

"Tsk tsk, your cultivation sealed and your bones broken?"

Gu Zhan saw through Gu's condition at a glance; his eyes were venomous, he swept a look at the timid tribesmen around, then at Gu's miserable state, and roughly understood what had happened.

"A bunch of softbones."

Gu Zhan let out a cold snort, his voice full of undisguised contempt.

He pulled out a fragrant elixir from his bosom and shoved it into Gu's mouth without a word.

The elixir melted upon entry; a warm current instantly burst through the sealed meridians, and the broken bones healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Gu felt the power surging anew within his body and, somewhat dazed, rose to his feet.

He glanced at the tribesmen who had escaped death and were about to put on a fawning smile, and a flash of resolve crossed his eyes.

He ignored the tribesmen and, preparing to kneel respectfully before Gu Zhan, was instead pressed down by him.

"I hate nothing more than those softbones who drop to their knees at the drop of a hat."

"But..."

He pointed at the frightened Wind Tribe tribesmen in the distance, his eyes flashing with a hint of disdain and coldness.

"To kneel for this trash, you're not a softbone—you're blind."

"The Gu Family has arrived; the day has broken."