The disciples hesitated, glancing between their leader and each other. Finally, Gao Jin managed to rise, his legs shaking as he motioned for the others to follow. One by one, they limped away, bruised, battered, and stripped of their pride.
As their figures faded into the distance, Reon exhaled quietly and turned to Cloudia. The fox tilted her head, her sharp eyes filled with curiosity.
"They won't stay quiet for long," Reon murmured, more to himself than to her. "Their hatred will fester, and they'll come back with stronger allies when they get the chance."
Cloudia snorted, as if to say, Let them try.
Reon smirked at her defiance, his expression softening for a brief moment. "I like your spirit. But we'll need to be ready. For now, we've bought some time."
He glanced down at the young white tiger, who had been silent throughout the exchange. Her large, curious eyes met his, and for a moment, something unspoken passed between them. A bond formed not out of obligation but understanding.
Reon sighed, glancing at the trampled ground. "Those bastards interrupted our meal. Now all our food's wasted," he grumbled, his annoyance genuine.
Shrugging it off, he began preparing another batch of food, the air soon filling with the tantalizing aroma of cooking.
Once the meal was ready, the three of them—Reon, Cloudia, and the white tiger—settled down to eat.
As he ate, Reon's attention turned to the pile of spoils now safely tucked away in his Spatial Ring. One by one, he began taking out his gains, appraising them under the flickering firelight.
First, the Sect Points. The transfer had yielded a total of fifty thousand—a hefty sum, though not staggering for Inner Sect disciples.
His next find was eighteen low-grade spirit stones. Reon's eyes gleamed as he rolled one between his fingers.
"Not bad," he murmured. "This alone is enough to push me into the Qi Solidification Realm."
Spirit stones were valuable, after all. A single low-grade spirit stone was worth around a thousand Sect Points, while a common-grade one was an astronomical hundred thousand.
For all their boasting, these Inner Sect disciples hadn't been particularly wealthy, though the spirit stones alone made the haul worthwhile.
Next, Reon sifted through a few cultivation manuals. Their uncommon-grade markings suggested a decent value, but they weren't useful to him personally. "I'll sell these later," he thought, setting them aside.
Then, his eyes fell on a small, translucent crystal—the Mystic Vision Stone. The moment he recognized it, his expression brightened. "A Grade-2 Mystic Vision Stone," he murmured, admiration in his voice. "This will definitely come in handy later."
Finally, Reon's gaze fell upon the bracelet he had taken from Gao Jin. Its sleek, blue surface and intricate design caught the flicker of the firelight, hinting at an artifact of great significance.
Even at first glance, it was clear this bracelet was no ordinary trinket—but its purpose remained a mystery.
Without hesitation, Reon activated his Identify skill, allowing the artifact's secrets to unfold before him.
[Item: Beastkin Resonator.
Grade: Peak-Tier Rare Grade.
Description: The Beastkin Resonator is a mystical artifact adorned with intricate carvings of ancient runes. These runes shimmer faintly, glowing brighter in the presence of a beastkin's aura.
This bracelet possesses a unique ability—it can detect and analyze the lineage of any beastkin it interacts with, revealing the rarity of their bloodline.
However, its power has limitations, as it cannot fully determine lineages that surpass the Noble rank.
Activation Effects: When activated, the bracelet emits a soft luminescence. The color and intensity of the glow correspond to the grade of the beastkin's lineage:
Silver Glow: Indicates a Commoner lineage.
Yellow Radiance: Denotes a Rare lineage.
Blue Glow: Represents a Unique lineage.
Green Glow: Signifies a Noble lineage.
Crimson Glow: Indicates the presence of a lineage higher than Noble rank, a rare and powerful heritage the bracelet can only partially comprehend.]
Reon's eyes widened as he read the information displayed on the panel.
"It can identify a beast's lineage?" he muttered to himself, a hint of disbelief in his tone. His thoughts raced as he processed the artifact's rarity.
This is no ordinary item. Artifacts like these are almost exclusively owned by the powerful Hunter Families and are nearly impossible to find outside their grasp.
Though Reon's Identify skill allowed him to gauge a beast's lineage, it had its limits. If the beast was significantly stronger than him, his skill would fail outright.
But with the Beastkin Resonator, he could reliably identify beasts with lineages up to Noble Lineage, a tool that could prove invaluable in the future.
His gaze lingered on the bracelet, its faint runic glow reflecting in his eyes. So that's how those bastards identified the little cat for what she is—a White Tiger with a Legendary Lineage.
Reon's thoughts turned to the White Tiger Clan, their reputation as one of unparalleled strength and influence looming large in his mind.
The White Tiger Clan is no ordinary group. They never leave their young unguarded, and Advanced Illusion Skills are cast upon their descendants, disguising them as ordinary beasts when they venture into the outside world.
Yet, this bracelet saw through the illusion.
Still, something didn't add up. Reon frowned. Even with the bracelet, how did Gao Jin know the little cat was a Legendary Lineage White Tiger?