Primordial Era: I really don't want to be the Heavenly Emperor!

Chapter 19 The Iron-Eating Beast Clan

Donghua's apprenticeship program has ended.

Shao Siming stepped forward and said, "Congratulations, Brother Taiwei, on taking on such a fine disciple."

The iron-eating beast Xiong Er also said, "Congratulations, Great God, on taking on such a fine disciple."

Donghua was overjoyed. In terms of talent and aptitude, none of the other disciples of the Three Pure Ones could compare to him.

While innate talent is important, willpower, temperament, and other qualities are also crucial for self-cultivation.

Don't you see the disciples of Taiqing in later generations, like the Grand Master Xuandu? Such a temperament and will are truly rare, and he also achieved the cultivation of a quasi-saint.

Don't think that becoming a Quasi-Saint is easy. A Quasi-Saint is a Primordial Golden Immortal, a true enlightened being.

The disciples of later sages, despite having the advantage of favorable timing, location, and popular support, very few of them achieved the status of quasi-sages.

After accepting his apprentices, Donghua was about to leave.

The iron-eating beast Xiong Er hesitated for a moment before saying, "Great God Taiwei, may I invite you to visit our tribe?"

Donghua thought for a moment and said, "Okay!"

During my years of traveling through the wilderness, I only visited small tribes and clans to avoid getting involved in larger conflicts.

Today we can go and take a look at the Iron-Eating Beast tribe under the Demon God Clan.

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The group traversed mountains and valleys, and in no time arrived at the Iron-Eating Beast Tribe.

"Greetings, Young Clan Chief."

"Where is the young clan leader going hunting?"

"Young clan leader, the clan leader has been looking for you for a long time. Where have you gone?"

Along the way, they encountered tribesmen who greeted the Iron-Eating Beast.

Donghua smiled and said, "I didn't expect that you, Xiong Er, are the young clan leader of the Iron-Eating Beast Clan."

Xiong Er said honestly, "Please don't make fun of me, great master. I just happened to have a good father. Our strengths are worlds apart."

Donghua: "It doesn't matter if you're a little weak now. You're still young, and you'll have plenty of time to cultivate in the future. Besides, you've already grasped the Law of Power, so your future achievements are limitless."

Xiong Er scratched his head sheepishly. He didn't really know how he had comprehended the Law of Power; it was just very profound.

"Master, my father is looking for me. Why don't we go together? Maybe you and my father know each other?"

Donghua thought for a moment and realized that he had indeed met the patriarch of the Iron-Eating Beast clan and had listened to the Dao together at Zixiao Palace.

"Very well, then go see your father. I haven't seen him in a long time either!"

The group walked forward and arrived at a palace.

"You brat, where have you been? Don't you know what time it is?"

As soon as they entered the main hall, a tall figure grabbed Xiong Er and started yelling at him.

Xiong Er struggled, but to no avail. He pleaded, "Dad, there are outsiders here. Give me some face and put me down."

At this moment, the figure threw Xiong Er aside and said, "You little brat who hasn't even grown all his hair yet, what do you want to save face for? The fighting is getting fiercer and fiercer now. If you die again, what will your father do? If you dare to run around again, I'll break your legs."

Xiong Er was too aggrieved to speak, but there was a sense of desolation in his aggrieved eyes.

When Shao Siming saw this scene, she couldn't help but laugh out loud.

The figure looked over, stared at Shao Siming for a moment, but couldn't recognize who it was.

Looking at Donghua, he recognized him at a glance, after all, they were both guests of Zixiao Palace.

Yuan Xiong, the patriarch of the Iron-Eating Beast clan, was taken aback and said in confusion, "I was unaware that the Eastern King Duke was here. I have failed to greet you properly."

"Dong Wang Gong? Master, you are Dong Wang Gong, the Lord of the Purple Mansion? Master, didn't you say you were Taiwei?"

"Great master, are you the Eastern King Duke?"

The Golden-Winged Roc and Xiong Er were utterly shocked upon hearing Yuan Xiong's words.

Donghua smiled and said to Yuanxiong, "Fellow Daoist Yuanxiong, it's been a while. You're still the same as before."

After speaking, he turned to Shao Siming beside him and said, "Taihua, this is Fellow Daoist Yuan Xiong, the chief of the Iron-Eating Beast Clan. He and I are both guests of Zixiao Palace."

"This is my Purple Mansion Junior Master of Fate, Taihua."

Yuan Xiong said solemnly, "I dare not accept such a title. The Eastern King is the leader of male immortals and is now at the level of a quasi-saint. I really dare not accept this title of 'fellow Daoist'."

Yuan Xiong possessed the cultivation level of a peak Great Luo Golden Immortal.

Shao Siming bowed and said, "Greetings, Clan Chief Yuan Xiong."

Yuan Xiong: "Greetings, Fellow Daoist Taihua. You may address me as Fellow Daoist."

After exchanging pleasantries, Yuan Xiong understood why Dong Hua had come here, especially after hearing that Xiong Er had almost died.

Unable to hold back any longer, he gave Xiong Er a good beating whenever he mentioned him.

"You brat, how many times have I told you to train properly in the tribe? You just have to go out and cause trouble. I'll beat you to death!"

A barrage of iron fists landed directly on Xiong Er's buttocks, making Xiong Er scream in pain. Unable to bear it any longer, he used his magic to defend himself.

"You brat, you dare to use magic to defend yourself."

This enraged Yuan Xiong even more. He produced a bright green bamboo stick in his hand and began to whip Xiong Er repeatedly.

Xiong Er: "You old geezer, are you going to kill me?"

Donghua felt that it was wrong to stop him, but he also felt bad if he didn't. He really couldn't bear to watch. If you want to fight, wouldn't it be better to do it secretly after you go downstairs?

Donghua: "Fellow Daoist Yuanxiong, could you spare Xiong Er this time for my sake?"

Yuan Xiong stopped.

"I'm sorry to make you laugh, Eastern King, but this kid is completely disobedient."

Donghua: "It's alright, it's alright. It's better for young people to have some energy. Moreover, Xiong Er is exceptionally talented and has even comprehended the Law of Power. He has a bright future ahead of him. Congratulations, fellow Daoist."

Upon hearing this, Yuan Xiong did not show any joy, but instead sighed.

"I am quite pleased that this brat has been able to cultivate the Law of Power, but I would rather he hadn't cultivated it at all."

Donghua was puzzled.

"Fellow Daoist, why is this?"

Yuan Xiong: "Alas, I originally had two sons. Xiong Er was the younger one. His elder brother died many years ago in a battle with the demon race."

"Before their mother passed away, she asked me to raise them to adulthood. Now that she only has this one son left, I hope he can grow up safely and continue his cultivation."

After hearing this, Donghua remained silent, unsure of what to say. Regardless of the era, the love of parents for their children is always selfless.

Upon hearing Yuan Xiong's words, Xiong Er stood up from the ground and said angrily, "Father, don't stop me. I want to fight. I will cultivate diligently. I will avenge Mother and my elder brother sooner or later."

Yuan Xiong was very pleased to hear this and patted Xiong Er on the shoulder: "Listen to me, cultivate well and don't run around. With your level of cultivation, what revenge can you possibly take? I'll take care of your mother's and elder brother's revenge. Your father is still alive, so it's not your turn yet."

Xiong Er was indignant, but he also knew that his father was right; his cultivation level was indeed far behind.

Shao Siming asked in confusion, "Who is Yuan Xiong's enemy?"

"He is Citi, one of the Ten Great Demon Gods of the Demon Clan."

When he said this, Yuan Xiong's eyes were very calm, as if he were talking about a dead man.

After hearing this, Shao Siming Taihua said nothing more. This was the result of the conflict and killing between the two clans, and as an outsider, she shouldn't say anything.

If the culprit were someone else, she might be able to help, since she really liked Xiong Er.

Seeing that the atmosphere in the main hall had become somber, Donghua said, "Fellow Daoist Yuanxiong, I have high hopes for Xiong Er. He is exceptionally talented, has a high aptitude for combat, and is even able to comprehend the Law of Force, which allows one force to overcome all other methods."

As the saying goes, the ambition of youth is like the rising sun, soaring straight to the clouds. Fortune changes every thirty thousand years, so never underestimate the potential of a young person.

After Donghua finished speaking, Yuanxiong and Taihua didn't react much. After all, they had experienced too much. Genius is good, but a genius who hasn't grown up is nothing.

But when Golden-Winged Roc Qingxuan and Xiong Er heard this, their faces turned red, and they became extremely excited, as if they had been injected with hormones.

Xiong Er: "Master, do you really think so?"

Donghua patted Xiong Er on the shoulder and said, "Yes, that's right, young man, I have high hopes for you. Your future is limitless."

"And you, Qingxuan, the future of the primordial world ultimately depends on you young people."

Donghua gave the two of them a bowl of chicken soup.

Qingxuan said excitedly, "Yes, Master, I will definitely cultivate diligently and not let you down."

Xiong Er said to his father, "Dad, did you hear that? Even the great god said so, so don't stop me. I'm a genius."

Yuan Xiong: "You brat..."

Before Yuan Xiong could finish speaking, Xiong Er hurriedly said, "Dad, I'm not talking to you anymore, I'm going to cultivate."

"Master, you can talk to my dad then, I'll go down now."

Donghua nodded and said, "Alright, you should focus on your cultivation. What happened between you and Qingxuan is nothing. You are both young and should have more to talk about. You can take Qingxuan down to visit your tribe."

"Yes, great master, I've long forgotten about it."

"Yes, Master."

After they finished speaking, the two ran out of the main hall.

(End of this chapter)