Chapter 67: Divine Reversal

Xiao Ling'er and Shan knelt without hesitation, and together said, "We present ourselves to the Human Ancestor."

Zhou Yi nodded in response, "You have worked hard. Recently you need not go out on missions; study poetry with Fang Yun and see if you can achieve greater accomplishments."

The two answered in unison, "Yes."

The white tiger nearby, seeing this suddenly appearing figure, felt uneasy.

Especially after hearing Xiao Ling'er and Shan's address, it began to suspect whether this person was the legendary Human Race leader Zhou Yi.

At this moment, Zhou Yi's gaze fell on a group of white tiger cubs behind the white tiger.

This group of white tigers had already caught Zhou Yi's attention when they first appeared in Huang Guo.

At first he paid little mind, but later discovered that among them seemed to hide a remarkable being, which sparked his interest and prompted him to appear to investigate.

"This aura is wild yet true to its nature, seeming not a demon god but more like the white tiger's innate temperament," Zhou Yi thought to himself. With that, he slowly walked toward the litter, crouched, and lifted a small white tiger.

Surprisingly, the cub showed no resistance in his arms, merely fixing its round eyes on Zhou Yi, its gaze revealing innocence and curiosity.

The leader white tiger, previously full of worry, could no longer contain its curiosity, hurried forward, circled Zhou Yi and the cub several times, examined him closely, and muttered under its breath:

"How strange, this little fellow is usually very unsociable in the clan, solitary in temperament; why does he become so docile and obedient in your hands?"

Zhou Yi's lips curled slightly, revealing a mysterious smile, and he answered softly.

"That is probably what they call destiny."

Surprisingly, the cub seemed to understand Zhou Yi's words.

It let out two soft hums, its tiny body twitched gently, as if responding to him. The scene made the onlookers gasp in amazement.

However, an even more shocking event followed. After scanning the surroundings, Zhou Yi announced loudly, "I intend to take it as a disciple."

The remark instantly caused a huge stir, and everyone's gaze focused on the white tiger.

Given Zhou Yi's current status and reputation in the Vast Wilderness World, the white tiger's acceptance of such a request seemed natural. Yet the white tiger felt uneasy.

It had originally intended only to bring these cubs to the Human Race to learn writing, so that later they could record the white tiger clan's history and heritage, but now it was being asked to stay as a disciple, which far exceeded its expectations.

Seeing the white tiger's hesitation, Zhou Yi did not press. Sui Huang said to Xiao Ling'er and Shan beside him:

"Take the other Demon Race to the dungeon; Mr. Fang Yun has already arranged everything inside, they won't be able to escape. As for Mr. White Tiger, please come in with us and sit; we can discuss this matter in detail."

After the arrangements were set, Xiao Ling'er and Shan hurried away, fearing they might miss the excitement.

The remaining white tiger followed Sui Ren Shi to another place, where the ground was slightly lower than the previous academy, but a huge banquet table was set, and everyone sat on opposite sides.

Soon, a server brought out fragrant roast meat and intoxicating wine.

Xiao Ling'er looked at the white tiger still in tiger form, finally unable to contain her curiosity, and asked, "Mr. White Tiger, given your mid‑stage Celestial Immortal strength, you should have been able to assume human form long ago; why do you still retain the tiger shape?"

Upon hearing the question, a smile flickered in the white tiger's eyes, and it immediately shifted into human form, elegantly sitting down to enjoy the feast.

While eating, it explained, "The human form you speak of is merely a shape to us.

And I, in this tiger form, can exert my greatest power; why chase that so‑called human form?"

After hearing this, everyone nodded thoughtfully. At this moment, Fang Yun and Yu Hao finished their lesson, having noticed Zhou Yi's figure at the doorway earlier, and hurried over.

Upon entering, they heard the white tiger's words and were greatly surprised.

Because in Honghuang, most beings believe that approaching human form aids cultivation.

However, the Human Race seems to be an exception.

Seeing Zhou Yi, Fang Yun and Yu Hao respectfully bowed, addressed him as "Human Ancestor," then took seats, their eyes full of curiosity.

The small white tiger cub in Zhou Yi's arms attracted everyone's gaze, and they examined it closely.

At this moment, the white tiger leader turned to Fang Yun and said, "Welcome, I am Bai Tianyou."

The small white tigers, who had been enjoying the feast, lifted their heads upon hearing the voice, looked at Fang Yun and Yu Hao, and muttered vaguely, "Hello."

Zhou Yi raised his cup, took a gentle sip, then set it down and said to Bai Tianyou:

"If this little tiger is willing to accept me as master, I will create a class for the remaining twenty‑four tigers, with teachers Fang Yun and Yu Hao personally guiding them. What do you think?"

Fang Yun and Yu Hao, just recovering from their shock upon entering, were again startled by Zhou Yi's words.

They exchanged a helpless glance, then turned their attention back to the small white tiger in Zhou Yi's hand, observed it carefully, yet found nothing particularly special about the cub.

Seeing this, Zhou Yi smiled, "No need to look further; I have destiny with it."

He continued, "Looking at Bai Tianyou's demeanor, he seems reluctant; I can only 'sell' both of you together." This remark made everyone present laugh.

Bai Tianyou sighed helplessly, nodded in agreement, and added, "Human Ancestor, we must first agree that this little fellow is somewhat unique; you'll need to be more tolerant."

Zhou Yi said nothing, merely gave a slight nod.

At this moment, Xiao Ling'er and Shan entered, having just heard Bai Tianyou's words, and Xiao Ling'er asked curiously, "What's different about this little fellow? I didn't notice anything special."

Bai Tianyou smiled and explained, "It's because this little fellow still has no name. Not that the clan failed to name it, but because it is dissatisfied with every name."

Moreover, although it is already one year old, its size is still smaller than the few half‑year‑old cubs behind it."

Upon hearing this, everyone present showed surprised expressions.

In this world, the tiger clan is renowned for rapid growth, usually becoming a fairly strong being within one or two years.

Such a situation is indeed very rare.

The small white tiger seemed to sense the surrounding gazes, anxiously moving closer to Zhou Yi, rubbing against his arms.

Zhou Yi gently patted its head and said, "As for a name, let me think of one for you."

Hearing this, Bai Tianyou gave little reaction, continuing to eat and drink by himself.

Because many strong figures had previously tried to name the cub but failed, he held little hope about it.

After a brief thought, Zhou Yi declared, "Then I shall call you Shen Ni!" As soon as the words left his mouth, the small white tiger let out a high‑pitched howl, its youthful voice carrying an inexplicable power, causing Bai Tianyou's complexion to change instantly.