Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 969 - 234 Cause_3

Chapter 969: Chapter 234 Cause_3

Liu Zhenshan knew this principle all too well, but he had no other method to save the little parrot, so he had to muster all his strength and give it a try. Falling out with the Swan High Priestess was no big deal to him. There was bound to be a conflict between the two sooner or later, due to the nature of their personalities. Liu Zhenshan felt that an early confrontation was also fine. His readiness didn’t stem from a meticulous logical analysis or a comparison of strengths, but was purely a characteristic of his consistent nature: act first, buy the ticket afterward.

Before he even had a chance to tear off the façade and reveal his aggressive side, Guoguo very obediently walked up to the Ice Phoenix with the two Blood Infants, looked up at the icy beauty Tang Beryljenna with pure eyes.

The Ice Phoenix Tang Beryljenna couldn’t maintain her restraint under the hopeful gazes of the two Blood Infants. Overwhelmed by maternal love, she could no longer heed the Swan High Priestess’ obedience and, with the help of the monks, began transferring a bit of phoenix blood into the little parrot, embracing the weeping Blood Infants in her arms.

The Swan High Priestess Mourinho didn’t fly into a rage but silently turned away and left, his silent form seeming to carry an oppressive weight, bringing a heavy burden to himself and to everyone who saw him.

Gortani kept looking back at Liu Zhenshan as she followed her father out. Even Ice Phoenix Tang Beryljenna, after the transfusion was complete, tightly hugged the Blood Infants once more, kissing their cheeks before swiftly departing.

This time, the relationship was completely soured, as everyone with eyes could see.

Upon hearing the news, Pope Sabak immediately made his way to the inn and pub where Liu Zhenshan was staying and burst into a furious scolding. Pope Brut had held on to a sliver of hope that during the expedition to the Taklamago Desert, this Piegel might be of some use. He hadn’t expected him to continue offending powerful forces. Even as a member of the powerful Taige Clan, Pope Sabak was terrified by the actions of the Shaman of Divine Songs.

Offending various powers could directly affect the carefully cultivated network of the Taige Clan, because everyone knew that the Shaman of Divine Songs was a rising power dependent on the Taige Clan. Every action of the Shaman could lead to misinterpretations by other Beamons towards the Taige Clan.

Pope Brut now felt that bringing this Piegel into the fold had been a huge mistake. He didn’t understand how he had been so foolish initially, but he knew he needed to find a way to mitigate the damage and salvage the situation.

"Look at what you’ve done!" exclaimed Pope Brut with such a roar that even the cockroaches in the nooks and crannies scurried away in panic: "It’s just a bird, what’s the big deal? You actually offended Jose for a parrot! Don’t tell me you’re unaware of how powerful Jose is! I know you’re smart! I cannot believe you let yourself do such a stupid thing in broad daylight! You pig! Who else do you want to offend? If you keep this up, I swear, you’ll be banished from Sabak!"

"Who dares to banish me from Sabak? Who dares?" Liu Zhenshan glared back at Pope Sabak unyieldingly. Since he had arrived in Sabak, he had been playing the part of a shaman day in and day out, growing tired of the charade. The accumulated frustration of the past few days, combined with the depression from the little parrot’s illness, was nearing a breaking point.

"Who do you think you are?" Pope Sabak was furious: "Every noble family here has a history longer than yours, and each has a hundred times more wealth! Do you think you can strut across Sabak with just an over-leveled magical pet? Are you dreaming? Without anyone’s support, you’re just a pathetic, stupid, idiot pig!"

"If nobody cares about me, fine, I damn well don’t care about you either," Liu Zhenshan spat forcefully on the ground: "I want to see who dares to touch me! Do you all think I’m just like Plutini from three hundred years ago?"

"Obischillaci!" Liu Zhenshan cursed vehemently.

"You stupid pig!!" Pope Brut was so infuriated he completely lost his composure, his voice shaking with anger. Such vile insults were uncommonly venomous for someone of his noble stature. However, it was fortunate that there were no onlookers in the inn to witness Pope Sabak’s complete loss of decorum.

"I can listen to you insult me once, but I don’t want to hear it a second time." Liu Zhenshan looked down on Pope Sabak, clutching the skull necklace in his hand and twisting it until it crackled loudly.

Since things were already laid bare, Liu Zhenshan was ready to fully wreak havoc.

What a stupid pig acting so arrogant! Pope Sabak cursed again, but only in his mind; he didn’t dare say it loud, as several muscular Beamon giants had silently appeared behind the Shaman of Divine Songs. Their fierce expressions and focused gaze heavily suggested violence.

"I’ve said it before, don’t treat me like Plutini!" Liu Zhenshan said menacingly, snapping the skull necklace in his hand.

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Sorry, brothers, today’s writing didn’t go smoothly, so I’m running a little late... I’ll continue tomorrow. The adjustment to my biological clock is clearly off... My apologies...