"This magical beast you've won back with your life, now used as a sacrificial beast, you should feel proud, right? Hahaha..."
Yang Kun laughed proudly and arrogantly.
Walking with the power and grace of a dragon or tiger.
He carried the beast bag containing the Silver Winged Sword Dragon in both hands, kneeling step by step as he walked towards the altar.
He solemnly placed the beast bag on the altar.
Yang Kun stood up, took a long breath, and with a disdainful glance towards Xiao Yi, sneered, "President Xiao, don't be in a hurry. In a moment, I'll let you see with your own eyes, what this magical beast that you traded your life for has become!"
Xiao Yi's body shuddered, and the bricks beneath his feet instantly shattered.
His eyes narrowed to slits, fixated on the beast bag on the altar.
The corners of Huihai Sword Master's mouth curved up in a smile, seeing Xiao Yi almost lose his composure was immensely satisfying. He said to Xiao Zhengde, "Patriarch Xiao, I'm quite curious why Tianjiao would use this magical beast as a sacrifice? After all, it cost him quite a lot of resources and sacrifices to develop this Silver Winged Sword Dragon into a sixth-order peak Beast King!"
Even with the support of the Tianjian Sect, nurturing a fourth-order magical beast into a sixth-order peak was no small feat and used tremendous resources, enough to make Xiao Tianjiao's heart ache!
All eyes turned to Xiao Zhengde.
Xiao Zhengde smiled faintly, his eyes full of contempt and loathing as he looked at Xiao Yi. Xiao Tianjiao was always the one in his heart; Xiao Yi had never even caught his attention.
In Xiao Zhengde's heart, Xiao Yi was an embarrassment!
Xiao Zhengde said indifferently, "Tian'er requested this Silver Winged Sword Dragon initially to breed with his mount. Two months ago, the Silver Winged Sword Dragon had laid its offspring and thus lost its use. Like trash, keeping it around was just a waste of food!"
Everyone was startled.
Glances towards Xiao Yi involuntarily carried a hint of sympathy and pity.
"Xiao Yi is really pitiful! Initially, the Xiao Family, in order to obtain this Silver Winged Sword Dragon, did not hesitate to send him to the Fang Family as a matrimonial son-in-law, yet this magical beast he traded his life for was merely a breeding tool..."
"What's there to pity? In the eyes of Xiao Tianjiao, Xiao Yi has always been worthless, even a stain on his life. Trading his life for a Silver Winged Sword Dragon is already making the best out of waste!"
"Indeed, Xiao Yi is outstanding, but he still falls far short when compared to Xiao Tianjiao!"
"True! Xiao Tianjiao hasn't even shown up yet and he has already caused Yi to lose face completely, dominating the situation..."
A succession of unrestrained murmurings, like the most poisonous of curses, reached Xiao Yi's ears.
Xiao Yi remained as calm as an ancient well.
That left Xiao Zhengde and the Huihai Sword Master feeling as though their powerful punches had hit cotton, totally ineffective. They exchanged a look and Huihai Sword Master said, "Now that His Highness Yang Kun has obtained the Silver Winged Sword Dragon bestowed by Tianjiao, it seems he holds a sure win for this literary sacrifice!"
Xiao Zhengde said arrogantly, "The Ice Phoenix is indeed rare and precious, but the Silver Winged Sword Dragon is in no way weaker than it, especially since Tian'er personally nurtured it and it has birthed offspring for his mount. Comparing the Ice Phoenix to it is an insult!"
Hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement, "Patriarch Xiao is right, there are countless magical beasts in the world, but not many could breed with Xiao Tianjiao's mount!"
"That's the Great Qian Dynasty's top genius, Xiao Tianjiao! Even if he merely touched this Silver Winged Sword Dragon, its value would have increased by hundreds of times!"
Listening to the crowd's praise and flattery, Xiao Zhengde's smile grew even brighter.
He looked provocatively at Xiao Yi and sent a sneering telepathic message, "You little bastard, now you understand the gap between you and Tian'er, don't you? The Ice Phoenix you struggled and nearly died to catch can't compare to the Silver Winged Sword Dragon that Tian'er discarded. That's the difference. You, in this lifetime, no, even if you were granted several more lifetimes, you could never catch up to Tian'er..."
Xiao Yi finally spoke up, responding for the first time since the appearance of the Silver Winged Sword Dragon, "It's not over until the very end. Whose hands the prize falls into is still unknown, right?"
Xiao Zhengde was taken aback, then let out a cold laugh, "What? You don't think there's a beast more precious than the Silver Winged Sword Dragon in there, do you?"
The Huihai Sword Master sneered, "Xiao, a person should know their own worth, pestering is beneath your status!"
"Xiao, Deputy Sect Master, perhaps you should say less! I believe Xiao's mood must be very heavy. After all, that beast was procured with his very life, yet in Xiao's eyes, it seems no better than trash..."
Yang Kun grinned, pretending to be contrite, "Ah, Xiao, my apologies! I'm someone who speaks his mind without reserve. I should've been more considerate of your feelings. I deserve to be punished..."
Yang Kun deliberately raised his hand, pretending to slap himself on the mouth.
Xiao Yi nodded, "You're right. You indeed deserve to be hit!"
Yang Kun was taken aback, and then suddenly felt a sharp pain on his face.
His legs left the ground in an instant.
Yang Kun was sent flying dozens of meters and smashed onto the ground with a thud.
"Xiao Yi, how dare you resort to violence on the sacrificial altar?"
"You're seeking death!"
The Huihai Sword Master and others were furiously enraged.
No one had expected that Xiao Yi, standing atop the sacrificial altar, would actually dare to strike Yang Kun, to the extent that they all were too late to stop him, watching helplessly as Yang Kun was once again sent flying by Xiao Yi.
"As the chief sacrificer, I am the supreme authority during the sacrifice. If you dare disturb the ceremony again, don't blame me for expelling each of you!"
Standing atop the sacrificial altar, Xiao Yi's gaze swept over the few individuals like a cold blade, rebuking them harshly.
Their faces changed slightly, they looked at each other and had no choice but to stop in their tracks.
Yang Kun's hoarse voice came from behind them. Clutching his swollen face, he looked at Xiao Yi with a venomous expression and hissed through clen teeth, "Don't give him an excuse to hit you. Let's just wait... Once the ancestor worship ceremony is over, we will have plenty of chances to deal with him!"
"Xiao Yi, enjoy your moment of pride for a little longer!"
The Huihai Sword Master and others all nodded in agreement.
Yang Kun's spiteful gaze fixated on Xiao Yi, sneering, "Xiao Yi, didn't you say the victory isn't certain yet? Let the honored ancestors choose the offering then. I can't wait to see you kneeling in despair before me begging for mercy..."
"Are you so confident your Silver Winged Sword Dragon will be chosen?" Xiao Yi asked playfully.
Yang Kun haughtily said, "If my Silver Winged Sword Dragon isn't chosen, do you think Yang Ling's Ice Snow Phoenix will be?"
"You're right, the one that will be chosen is definitely the Ice Snow Phoenix!" Xiao Yi stated confidently.
Yang Kun laughed derisively, "If the Ice Snow Phoenix is chosen, I will kneel down and apologize to you in front of everyone!"
Xiao Yi raised an eyebrow, "Are you serious with this statement?"
"A word spoken is past recalling," Yang Kun said.
Xiao Yi nodded, smiling, "Then keep your eyes wide open..."