Beastmaster of the Ages

Qitian Muchen had been the beloved youngest son of the valley lord. Even after Yazi was severely wounded, he hadn’t been disheartened in the slightest, but had remained lofty and arrogant, treating the world as a place to fool around.

However, when he lost his ninesource beast and became a cripple, the valley lord didn’t comfort him. For the valley lord’s offspring, a sixth-level foundationeer was nothing but pure trash. Thus, the valley lord had killed him.

But not even a fierce tiger would devour its own cubs.

The entire Myriadpath Celestial Formation was deathly silent. For at least a quarter of an hour, everyone was pale, not daring to make a sound. Tian Nu’s group of four, especially, were so nervous their hearts almost gave out. They’d thought the valley lord would vent his anger on them, but had never expected Qitian Muchen would be the first to die.

Even Qitian Muyu and Qitian Muyue were standing there, dumbfounded.

Qitian Muchen had vanished just like that.

The valley lord had a calm expression, as if he had just crushed an ant. He glanced at Qitian Muyu and Qitian Muyue, then activated the Myriadpath Celestial Formation and disappeared into the Yin-Yang World.

He left Qitian Muyu and Qitian Muyue behind to face the enormous pressure.

Facing the dazed Myriadpath Valley cultivators, Qitian Muyu took a deep breath and said, “The assailant was extremely cruel, intending to make my brother suffer for life! The only solution was to grant him relief.”

“Right!” Qitian Muyue nodded, then added, “No matter what, the assailant acted so lawless, completely forming a grudge against our Myriadpath Valley. Whoever they are, whether they’re the survivors of the Yin-Yang World or one of us acting mysterious, today’s hatred will be returned a thousandfold once they fall into our hands!”

After the two finished speaking, they followed the valley lord to the Yin-Yang World. Clearly, the grudge had grown intense.

Many House Qitian eminents followed them with cold expressions. More or less all of House Qitian’s minor zenith and above cultivators had moved out!

Once these people left, the Myriadpath Valley cultivators who had been exchanging glances finally dared to start talking.

“It’s true that, for a beastmaster, losing a lifebound beast makes them a cripple and living becomes a humiliation. But for a father to end his own son....”

“Don’t think too much about it. What kind of status do they have, and what kind of status do you have? Ordinary people can afford to be trash, but if the bloodline of House Qitian’s valley lord lives as trash, they’ll always be a stain on the family. Every time they show their face, the scar would be reopened.”

“That’s true. But, if my own father suddenly ended me....”

People couldn’t even imagine what Qitian Muchen had been thinking right before his death.

“Did you see? Now that Qitian Muchen’s dead, many beautiful women from the big families are panicking.”

“The youngest son of the valley lord was used to a life of smooth sailing. Who would’ve thought his first setback in life would drop him from heaven into the depths of hell?”

“Most importantly, no one even knows who the assailant was!”

“That’s the most absurd part. The center of the universe, Myriadpath Valley, had its top heir crippled by someone.”

“A lot of House Qitian experts have gone in. I wonder if they’ll be able to catch the culprit?”

Those remaining around the Myriadpath Celestial Formation were mostly disciples and saints. They couldn’t participate in the decision-making of Myriadpath Valley, so most of them were very confused.

“Judging by what House Qitian said, could the mistrunner possibly be one of our own?”

“I heard he’s supposed to be a specter, right?”

“Right! Qitian Muchen was the first to discover him, and he was one hundred percent sure that the person was a specter. He needed to lure away Lord Tian Nu, but still managed to kill a ninesource beast under the protection of three eighth-level foundationeers. That means they should be an eighth-level foundationeer themselves and below an eminent in strength.”

“What specter would dare to be so bold? Unless it’s....” the voice trailed off, while the people around the speaker gasped. They didn’t dare finish the thought, but could only wonder inside, Could this be a civil war between House Qitian and House Yumo?

It seemed very likely; the only person capable of destroying the Hellfiend and killing twenty eminents was the valley lord.

And in the Yin-Yang World, if the mistrunner really was from Myriadpath Valley, well, the most powerful specters were from House Yumo.

Many people realized that and were utterly shocked, gasping in fear.

“Recently, there’s been talk that many top-tier specters from House Yumo have already entered the Yin-Yang World.”

“And now, almost all the major figures of House Qitian above the minor zenith have entered as well.”

“Everyone knows that, at their level, baleflame isn’t all that useful. There’s no need for them to make such a big commotion....”

“Could it be...?”

“Myriadpath Valley’s about to change! To avoid getting caught in it, let’s speak less and spend more time traveling in the outer mundi.”

“Or just go into seclusion.”

“You’re right. We’ve seen enough excitement. Let’s go, everyone.”

“Whatever happens, though Qitian Muchen didn’t become the future valley lord, he’s still written his name into the history of Myriadpath Valley in another way.”

***

In the Yin-Yang World, an old man with silver hair and white robes stood with his hands clasped behind his back, his cold eyes staring ahead at the Lumistar Formation. Death-like power flowed through his body. Around his neck was a small, white jade-like dragon-shaped beast, flawless in appearance. Its eyes, though tiny, seemed like an endless sea of stars.

The eyes of the dragon-shaped beast were even more arrogant and terrifying than the old man’s.

“You aren’t heartbroken after killing your son?” The dragon-shaped beast circled his neck, its eyes fixed on the valley lord.

“The past is past. The present is what matters,” the valley lord calmly said.

“House Yumo probably thinks the Infinitum Mundus affair was our doing.” The dragon-shaped beast’s gaze remained cold.

“Otherwise, why would they give me such a demonstration of power? But I’m more inclined to believe they discovered something in the Yin-Yang World that can dominate Myriadpath Valley. So, even if they know we aren’t involved, they’ll still pin it on us,” the valley lord said.

“Do you think they’ve succeeded?” the dragon-shaped beast asked, its eyes icy.

“Hard to say. However, the Yin-Yang World is also a fallen fortuna-class world, so even if there’s some divine object, its level won’t surpass that of Myriadpath Valley. House Yumo still has its roots in the valley and I’ve already set up control measures. What they want is higher status, not a total breakdown of relations.”

“In that case, their demonstration was a bit much. Could it be that the perpetrator really is a survivor of the Yin-Yang World and not from House Yumo?”

The valley lord had been adamant that no remnants of the Yin-Yang World existed, but now he was less certain. “The truth lies here in the Yin-Yang World! I can’t find that elusive mistrunner, but I can go and see what House Yumo is up to. If I find out they really did this, well....”

At that point, Qitian Muyu and Qitian Muyue appeared at the stareye. Soon after, several other House Qitian eminents arrived, bringing the total number to over a dozen, surpassing House Yumo.

“Father, how about activating the Lumistar Formation and having everyone come out?” Qitian Muyu asked.

The valley lord shook his head. “It won’t work. Those who don’t want to come out won’t come out. Those who will are irrelevant.” Saying that, he glanced at Qitian Muyue. “You stay here. From today, everyone who comes out of the Yin-Yang World must be examined.”

“Understood! Especially specters, right?” Qitian Muyue nodded.

“Yes.” After speaking, the valley lord led some House Qitian experts into the Lumistar Formation.

Once he was through it, he asked the dragon-shaped beast, “Can you smell the scent of House Yumo?”

The dragon-shaped beast squinted for a moment, then suddenly smirked. “Those people don’t even realize how strong their baleful aura has become due to the starblood. When nine of them gather, their stench is worse than baleflame.”

“They’re deep in the Inner Yin, right?”

“Indeed. Let’s see what they’re up to.”

The valley lord and dragon-shaped beast were just about to move forward when the dragon-shaped beast abruptly glanced coldly and disappeared from the old man’s neck.

“What’s this?” A piece of invisible silver metal suddenly dissolved. By the time the dragon-shaped beast arrived, it had already been swallowed by the yin-yang essence storm.

“How could there be metal near the Lumistar Formation?” The valley lord appeared beside it, his brow slightly furrowing.

He exchanged a deep look with the little beast. “Let’s go.”

Man and dragon, along with House Qitian’s eminents, delved deeper inside.