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Chapter 193 Holy Authority
Everyone returned with a full load of goodies and a bountiful harvest, and the results of this hunting trip were truly astonishing.
It's worth noting that in the previous two years, they had never caught so many prey.
His most outstanding achievement in the past was only hunting a wild boar soul beast with a hundred years of cultivation, plus about ten rabbit soul beasts with a lifespan of about ten years.
If you're a little luckier, you might even be able to capture a dozen or so wild pheasant spirit beasts that have survived for more than ten years!
However, no trip has ever been as glorious as the one led by Wu Heyi.
All that could be seen on the backs of the people were either majestic tigers or powerful lions, and even the worst ones were two robust zebras!
This scene truly exemplifies the old saying—"a small knife pulling a butt"—it's an eye-opener!
To celebrate the victorious return of these brave warriors, the tribal chief specially hosted another grand bonfire banquet.
However, because the prey they had obtained this time was so plentiful and abundant, it was impossible to consume it all in a short period of time.
Therefore, everyone thoroughly enjoyed the joy and satisfaction brought by this culinary feast, drinking and eating heartily.
Of course, this inevitably led some people to drink too much and get tipsy, but even so, everyone's faces were still filled with happy and joyful smiles.
Just then, Ah Dai's usually honest and simple face was covered with a thick blush, just like a ripe apple.
His legs seemed to have lost control; he walked unsteadily and stumbled, like a child who had just learned to walk.
Surprisingly, Ah-Dai himself seemed to have no idea how he got to the tribal chief.
"Grandpa, I...I want to challenge you!"
Ah-Dai suddenly shouted at the top of his lungs.
His shout was like a thunderclap piercing the sky, instantly silencing the once noisy and bustling crowd.
Everyone stood frozen in place, as if under a spell, their eyes fixed on where Ah-Dai and the tribal chief were.
Even the tribal chief, who had just been beaming with excitement and jokingly teasing the young girls around him, suddenly stopped smiling and fell silent after hearing this.
He silently picked up his wine glass, tilted his head back, and drank it all in one gulp. Then, he calmly and gently placed the glass back on the table. The whole movement was fluid and seamless.
Despite this, no one dared to disturb the dignified leader.
The tribal chief's eyes were as sharp as a hawk's, fixed on the drunken, unconscious Ah Dai.
Those two gazes seemed to penetrate the depths of a person's soul, revealing all secrets and truths.
Under such an oppressive gaze, Ah Dai showed no sign of backing down. Instead, he stared back at the leader with a dazed yet determined look in his eyes.
The tribal chief slowly set down his wine cup and began to speak:
"Hey, you're probably already drunk, aren't you?"
As for me, I can pretend you never said that. Hurry up and sit back down, and go back to gnawing on your pig's leg!
After saying that, the leader waved to one of his men standing next to him, signaling him to quickly cut off a fragrant, juicy roasted pork leg and hand it to Ah Dai.
As a result, Ah-Dai stood there as firmly as a mountain, unmoved by any attempts by those around him to persuade him.
His originally fair face was now flushed with a rosy hue like the sunset, yet his bright eyes shone with unwavering determination.
He pouted slightly and said coquettishly, "No, Master, I must challenge you!"
The sound was clear and melodious, as pleasant as a nightingale singing in a valley.
Meanwhile, Wu Heyi sat to the side, leisurely drinking the special wine made by their tribe.
Although this liquor wasn't very strong, as the saying goes, little by little, after such a good drinking session, even Wu Heyi, who had a good tolerance for alcohol, felt a little tipsy.
He leaned slightly against Archer, and asked curiously, a hint of drunkenness in his voice:
"What exactly is going on here?"
I really don't understand these rules of your tribe!
Upon hearing this, Archer first glanced at Wu Heyi with a hint of smugness, then slowly explained:
“Ah Dai is actually our chief’s biological son. According to the traditions passed down in our tribe, if the chief’s son or the strongest among the new generation wants to prove his strength, he has the right to challenge the current chief.”
After saying this, Archer seemed to suddenly remember something, and abruptly raised his wine glass, taking a big gulp of wine.
As the drink went down his throat, he couldn't help but laugh self-deprecatingly:
"Sigh... Look at Ah Dai, and then think about myself, I'm really not as brave as him!"
"If the challenge is successful, then it is only natural to become the new leader, and from then on, one will hold great power and be awe-inspiring."
However, if the challenge fails, even the chief's son will be stripped of all the rights and status that should be enjoyed as the chief's son, and will forever lose the precious opportunity to launch another challenge in the future!
However, if the strongest of the new generation participates in this challenge, and fails, only one fate awaits them—death!
Upon hearing this, Archer's expression turned unusually solemn. He silently picked up his glass, tilted his head back, and drank it all in one gulp, as if trying to extinguish the unease rising deep within his heart with this strong liquor.
Wu Heyi, standing to the side, looked utterly astonished, his mouth agape, unable to close it for a long time.
He pondered to himself:
"As expected, the prince has innate advantages that are difficult for ordinary people to match."
Even so, for the strongest of the new generation, such rules are simply too cruel and merciless…
Thinking of this, Wu Heyi couldn't help but shake his head slightly, a hint of regret showing on his face.
At this moment, the leader seemed to completely disregard Ah Dai, continuing to drink his wine as if oblivious to everything happening around him.
Seeing this, Ah-Dai, who was already somewhat drunk, could no longer contain his anger and began to throw a tantrum, fueled by alcohol. He staggered to his feet and walked unsteadily toward the open space outside the village.
Upon arriving at the field, Ah-Dai first let out a hoarse roar, venting all his dissatisfaction and resentment.
Then, a jaw-dropping scene unfolded—a roar resounded through the sky, and the White Tiger Martial Soul within Ah-Dai's body burst forth in an instant, quickly possessing his body.
At the same time, Ah-Dai's body expanded rapidly like an inflating balloon, more than doubling in size in the blink of an eye!
What is most eye-catching is the new crown-like accessory on his forehead, which is now shining with a mysterious and dazzling light.
Every member of the hunting team knew that those were the two powerful soul skills that Ah Dai possessed.
One of them is called Fury, and the other is called Holy Authority!
This Sacred Soul Technique is truly astonishing. When Ah-Dai used this technique during a fierce battle, he was able to summon three incredibly powerful undead white tigers to assist in the fight.
However, it should be noted that each undead white tiger possesses only ten percent of the combat power of its summoner, Ah Dai.
Moreover, these undead white tigers can only exist on the battlefield for a brief 30 seconds.
However, what is worth looking forward to is that as Ah Dai's cultivation continues to improve, every time his soul power level increases by one ring, an additional undead white tiger will be summoned to join the battle.
Moreover, for each new summoned tiger, their combat power will increase by 10%, and their duration on the battlefield will also increase by a full five seconds!