Chapter 536: The worth of a piece of shit
Translator: CKtalon Editor: - -
Crown Prince Manor
Tyger Li and the Seven Wolfskins stood on one end while Shi Xiaobai stood on the other. Mu Lengxi leaned sideways on a wall behind Shi Xiaobai and allowed the unconscious Mu Zhaorong to be held in her arms.
The moonlight seemed aqueous as the night wind was slightly chilly, gently swaying the plants in the courtyard. It was a broad and silent piece of land that would quickly turn into a chaotic battlefield.
The Seven Wolfskins were already eager to strike. They yearned to charge forward to break Shi Xiaobai's hands, feet, and reproduction organ, torturing and humiliating him to the extremes.
But Tyger Li, who was supposed to be the angriest person, appeared exceptionally patient. He did not allow the Seven Wolfskins to charge immediately. Instead, he waited for Shi Xiaobai to settle down Mu Lengxi and her mother. He did not mind giving him some time to prepare.
This made the Seven Wolfskins feel impressed and awed by his actions. They also understood deeply why they were only soldiers of a squad while the man in front of them was the emperor of the political world. If they were to question themselves, could they remain so calm if they were in his shoes? Especially with a large and green grassland propped on their heads that prevented them from feeling comfortable even for a second.
But the Li family's emperor seemed prepared to 'forgive' her. This garnered the Seven Wolfskins' admiration.
However, Tyger Li was only considering how he could torture Shi Xiaobai in a way that appeased him the best. As he was racking his brains, he realized for the first time how his 'methods of torture' were so deficient.
Instead, it was Shi Xiaobai who first took a step forward. He gestured at the Seven Wolfskins and said disparagingly, "Are you coming one after the other, or are the seven of you coming at me together?"
Shi Xiaobai did not mind if the seven soldiers at the Psionic Might Realm would shamelessly fight one after another or to brazenly surround him in battle. His mind was clear as his fighting spirit stirred. He was already prepared.
He had experienced many life-and-death battles. This was not the first, nor would it be his last. It was only one of the countless life-and-death battles he would experience that would not be worth mentioning.
The Seven Wolfskins felt Shi Xiaobai's contempt and were immediately infuriated. However, the decision was not up to them. They could only cast their eyes at Tyger Li.
Tyger Li pondered for a moment before he suddenly had an idea. He turned his head at the Seven Wolfskins and asked, "Which of the seven of you is the weakest?"
When the seven soldiers heard his question, other than the youngest soldier shrinking his neck back slightly, the other six immediately cast their gazes on him.
The youngest soldier could only bite the bullet and step forward to say loudly, "Your Excellency, I am Eventide Seventh Wolf. I'm the youngest and the weakest member of the Seven Wolfskins."
Tyger Li squinted his eyes as he glanced at the soldier and said once again, "How old are you this year? What realm?"
Eventide Seventh Wolf straightened his back and said loudly, "I am twenty-two this year and at the fifth stage of the Psionic Might Realm."
Tyger Li nodded and suddenly turned to look at Shi Xiaobai. He said with a sneer, "Shi Xiaobai, what do you think of the cultivation speed of reaching the fifth stage of the Psionic Might Realm at the age of twenty-two?"
Shi Xiaobai looked dumbfounded for he knew everything except the answer to such a question of general knowledge.
Shi Xiaobai turned his head to look for Mu Lengxi for help.
Mu Lengxi immediately wrote on the board: "The speed is alright but it's definitely not considered that of a genius. If it's Brother Xiaobai, you will definitely be at the Psionic Domain Realm at the age of twenty-two. You might even be nearing the Psionic Imperial Realm!"
Mu Lengxi openly fawned on Shi Xiaobai but what she depicted was an objective fact.
Typically, Psionites would stay in the Psionic Mortal Realm to the age of thirteen or fourteen. Once they had accumulated enough experience and strength in the Psionic Mortal Realm, they would go to the Psionic Soul Sanctuary to vie for Psionic Souls to break through to the Psionic Soul Realm. And this period of being at the Psionic Mortal Realm to 'accumulate strength' was crucial. The differences were also extremely great.
After entering the Psionic Soul Realm, some people had very fast cultivation speeds. They would make breakthroughs again and again while others would be stuck in the Psionic Soul Realm or hardly break through to the Psionic Might Realm without any further progress. That was the difference in talent and also the greatest difference between geniuses and mortals.
Eventide Seventh Wolf had cultivated to the fifth stage of the Psionic Might Realm by the age of twenty-two. He had spent eight to nine years to go from the Psionic Soul Realm to the middle stages of the Psionic Might Realm, which was considered somewhat above average, but it was far from being considered a genius.
After all, most Psionic Imperial Realm warriors, also known as Psionic Kings, would break through to the Psionic Domain Realm before the age of twenty. Although going from the Psionic Domain Realm to the Psionic Imperial Realm was the true barrier, some Psionic Kings only took ten years while others had to spend two to three decades. However, there was one thing to be certain of. If one did not break through to the Psionic Domain Realm before the age of twenty, it meant that one had no chance of reaching the Psionic Imperial Realm.
Eventide Seventh Wolf was still at the Psionic Might Realm at the age of twenty-two. It meant that the chances of him reaching the Psionic Imperial Realm in the future were nearly zero.
As for Shi Xiaobai, he had established the highest record of the Psionic Mortal Realm in the Nine Revolutions Transcendental Tower. His talent and 'accumulated strength' was unprecedented. This meant that his cultivation speed would be unbelievable after he broke through to the Psionic Soul Realm. It was nearly a fact that he would break through to the Psionic Domain Realm before the age of twenty and attempt to reach the Psionic Imperial Realm before the age of thirty. It was hard to estimate how high his potential went.
This was also why a Psionic Mortal Realm trial could cause such a stir in China. It was because the strength at the Psionic Mortal Realm was of great importance. It was highly correlated with a Psionite's talent and potential.
After understanding this, Shi Xiaobai trusted in Mu Lengxi's judgment. Hence, he turned and said with a sneer, "You have the nerve to ask This King about a cultivation speed that's comparable to a snail's crawl?"
Shi Xiaobai did not mind humiliating a lackey soldier that acted as the paws of a tiger.
Eventide Seventh Wolf was immediately incensed.
However, Tyger Li surprisingly nodded. He added insult to injury by saying, "It's indeed a speed that's comparable to a snail's crawl. To only reach the Psionic Might Realm's fifth stage at the age of twenty-two, it means he will never attain the Psionic Imperial Realm. Such a plebeian is destined to be a lackey all his life. In a few more years, he would be exceeded by a true genius like you. Then, he will be left in the dust and finally not even be fit to hold up your shoes."
Upon suffering such mockery, Eventide Seventh Wolf's face immediately flushed red. His eyes reddened as well but he could not retort, much less dare to riposte his master, Tyger Li.
Shi Xiaobai did not echo the mockery and instead, his eyes turned slightly cold. He had already guessed at Tyger Li's intentions.
Indeed, Tyger Li's demeanor changed as his expression turned hideous. He said with a sneer, "But today, you will die under his hands!"
Tyger Li pointed at Eventide Seventh Wolf and cackled maniacally. "Shi Xiaobai, you will die under the hands of this trash! In another ten years, no! In another five years, this trash will not even have the right to look up to you. But such trash can still easily humiliate and kill you today! To the dazzling you, this trash is only a pile of shit in the toilet. Soon, this pile of shit will drown you to death. You will die with the pain and regret from the stench that is real life. You will look at the endless starry sky but be trampled into the ground by ants, right into hell, never to be reincarnated!"
Tyger Li laughed savagely as though he was mad. This was the only way for him to relieve his anger. He wanted Shi Xiaobai to have a taste what the feeling a tiger had when humiliated by a rabbit!
Eventide Seventh Wolf, who had been analogized as a pile of shit, had an ugly expression. However, he did not dare retort Tyger Li's words. He could only force a laugh and echo, "Your Excellency, I will definitely not let you down."
Shi Xiaobai looked at Tyger Li and Eventide Seventh Wolf as though he was looking at retards. He shook his head helplessly and said, "You have overestimated the strength of this piece of shit. You have also underestimated This King's strength. Be it the future or now, it is still trash to This King that is not worth mentioning. Don't waste time. Let the seven pieces of shit attack at the same time."
The Seven Wolfskins roared angrily at the same time as their expressions looked hideous.
Tyger Li's expression was cold as he glared at Shi Xiaobai. He turned his head to Eventide Seventh Wolf and said, "You are not to kill him directly. Torture him slowly till I'm satisfied. Also, remember, if he doesn't die, you will be the one dying!"
Eventide Seventh Wolf's felt his heart palpitate. The negative emotions of humiliation, anger, jealousy, and terror surged to his heart, giving rise to frenetic killing intent.
"Attack!"
Tyger Li waved his hand coldly.
"Yes!"
Eventide Seventh Wolf roared. With red eyes and a hideous expression, he charged at Shi Xiaobai like a crazy wolf!
Shi Xiaobai did not charge forward and instead walked slowly forward. Lifting his palms slowly, an immense amount of psionic energy began surging out from his dantian into his meridians.
Dragon roars began to suddenly emit from his body like the stark bells in the morning or evening drums. It was a reverberating sound.
Eventide Seventh Wolf had already closed the distance in a split second. With an angry roar, he punched out violently. His fist stirred up a strong wind as it came smashing at Shi Xiaobai.
"Try a taste of This King's Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms!"
Shi Xiaobai hit out with his palm right at Eventide Seventh Wolf's punch!