Heavenly Dao Engine
Chapter 921 - 921 0556 Who Do You Think You Are_2

Chapter 921: Chapter 0556: Who Do You Think You Are_2 Chapter 921: Chapter 0556: Who Do You Think You Are_2 Xia Xiaoming quickly dropped the Spirit Pig and ran, but the two streaks of Dark Light didn’t chase after him. Instead, they landed on the ground and began to tear into the Spirit Pig.

Despite the Spirit Pig’s weight of several hundred pounds, its tough skin, and the thick layer of stone-like armor it was wrapped in, the spirit crows easily pecked two holes into its body. Then, the two spirit crows burrowed into the holes, starting to feast on the pig’s flesh.

“What are you doing? What on earth are you doing? This is the gift I brought back from hunting,” Xia Xiaoming pretended to be furious.

Before he finished speaking, a small dark shadow flew towards Xia Xiaoming. “This Low-grade spirit stone is to compensate you. It’s just a big wild boar, isn’t it? This stone is enough to buy you ten wild boars and leave you with change. We’ll call it even and consider it a reward for you.”

Xia Xiaoming nearly exploded on the spot. A bunch of kids actually dared to steal his prey, and what’s more infuriating was that they deliberately belittled the value of the Spirit Pig. If he were to take this pig to Wanjie City, it would at least sell for a Middle-grade spirit stone. Yet here, he was being fobbed off with a measly Low-grade spirit stone—it was practically daylight robbery.

“I’m not selling. I’m keeping it for myself,” Xia Xiaoming didn’t even touch the Low-grade spirit stone but ran over to the Spirit Pig, trying to drive away the two spirit crows.

Unexpectedly, the two spirit crows were very aggressive. Seeing Xia Xiaoming daring to approach their designated prey, their protective instincts kicked in. They immediately identified Xia Xiaoming as their enemy and swiftly launched an attack at him as streaks of light.

Spirit crows may not have much strength, but to assume they didn’t possess much attacking power would be a grave mistake. What these spirit crows excelled at was speed. Enhanced by their extreme velocity, their beaks and claws were formidable weapons. Many a cultivator had been maimed by them, becoming blind, while many more bore gruesome scars on their faces from their attacks.

As the spirit crows struck, their masters showed no intention of stopping them. On the contrary, they all temporarily shifted their attention away from Zhang Ting to watch Xia Xiaoming.

At this moment, Xia Xiaoming’s whole body broke out in a cold sweat. He knew the spirit crows were going to be tough to handle and had mentally prepared himself to some extent. However, it wasn’t until he was actually faced with them that he realized he had underestimated their threat to him, mainly due to their incredible speed, which gave him very little time to react. If he could use his Gold Core Realm techniques, then these two spirit crows would not pose any threat at all. But the problem was that he could only use the abilities of the initial Foundation Establishment Stage, which was a big risk. Worse still, he might end up with a few scratches from these feathered beasts on his face, which would be a huge loss of face for him.

How could Qi Tian just sit by and watch Xia Xiaoming take a loss without doing anything? He quickly opened his palm and released the Transporting Whirlwind. His whirlwind was faster than the spirit crows and instantly caught up to them. To avoid unnecessary trouble, Qi Tian didn’t have the whirlwind completely entangle the spirit crows. Instead, it just slowed them down a bit so they wouldn’t suddenly reach Xia Xiaoming, allowing him a brief moment to prepare.

As a Gold Core Realm powerhouse, even just this moment was enough for Xia Xiaoming to do a lot. He seized the fleeting chance, swinging and punching in quick succession, knocking both spirit crows out of the sky with a punch each.

The young men in their fine clothes immediately objected. Two of them stayed to keep watch over Zhang Ting, while the rest rushed over to surround Xia Xiaoming.

The owners of the spirit crows picked their injured companions from the ground with great care. After a thorough check ensuring that their birds were only wounded, not mortally, even so, the distress of the spirit crows’ owners was beyond words, especially for the female cultivator, who shed tears and looked pitifully endearing.

“You contemptible lowlife, having the audacity to attack our spirit crows is unforgivable. Guys, stop just standing there! Get him, kill this murderer who dared to harm our spirit crows,” bellowed the male owner of the spirit crows, his eyes filled with a rage more intense than if facing his father’s murderer.

Xiang Bo quickly stood up and said, “Everyone, there’s fault on both sides regarding today’s issue. Let’s just let it go, and not harm each other anymore.”

“Shut up, who do you think you are?” the spirit crow’s master sneered dismissively at Xiang Bo.

A surge of anger almost made Xiang Bo spit out blood. In his life, this was the first time someone had dared to speak to him in such a tone, even questioning what he was. Was he a thing? Ridiculous, he was the son of a distinguished City Lord, and his ancestors served as personal guards to the Emperor Himself.

Before Xiang Bo could reveal his identity, one of the guest officials spoke up for him, “Open your eyes wide and look carefully, this is our young master, and our lord is City Lord Xiang Songzhi. How about that, scared you, didn’t it?”

The man with the spirit crow only laughed louder upon hearing this, taking a while to stop as he rubbed his stomach, and then said, “I thought you might have some impressive background, but it turns out your big supporter is that old coot Xiang Songzhi? Just a third-rate City Lord, what’s there to be proud of? Lads, get them! Beat up this little whelp who dares to fight for his lowly servant too.”

Xiang Bo’s eyes reddened with fury. Initially, he stood up for Xia Xiaoming simply because he knew Xia Xiaoming, Qi Tian, and Gao Jinmei were together, and he was counting on their support once they reached the Eastern Capital City, to aid him outside the Imperial College. Had the spirit crow’s master revealed an identity that could make Xiang Bo apprehensive, perhaps deeper and more influential than his, Xiang Bo might have backed off. But now, the man had cursed out Xiang Bo and his father Xiang Songzhi, an offense that Xiang Bo couldn’t tolerate.

Enraged, Xiang Bo drew his flying sword, ready to meet the enemy while shouting, “Everyone, attack! Whoever helps me regain my face today will be richly rewarded. Starting with ten middle-grade spirit stones, with no upper limit!”

Hearing this, the several guest officials all howled and threw themselves at the finely dressed young masters, with Xia Xiaoming charging among them.

Qi Tian glanced at the chaotic battlefield and instantly made a judgment. With Gold Core Realm expert Xia Xiaoming mixed in, unless Xia Xiaoming held back, there was no reason they could lose. Since defeat wasn’t an option, Qi Tian didn’t bother to help. He gave Gao Jinmei a look, signaling her to keep an eye on the battlefield, while he walked over to Zhang Ting.

Zhang Ting was in a bad situation. Although the spirit crow’s master was currently busy fighting with Xiang Bo’s group, the two men tasked with watching Zhang Ting hadn’t budged. They continued to keep a close watch on her, not giving her any chance to escape.

The spirit crow perched on Zhang Ting’s shoulder, tilting its head now and then to look at Zhang Ting while also keeping an eye on the cultivators watching it. Even as a mere animal, it could sense the dire straits it was in.

It was at this moment that Qi Tian approached, saying, “Miss Zhang, you seem to be in trouble. Do you need my help?”

Zhang Ting’s eyes lit up, only to dim immediately, “You’re just one person, how can you help me?”

Qi Tian chuckled and said, “As long as you need it, I can help you.”