157: Chapter 157 Little Brother, Let Me Teach You a Lesson

"Big Brother, is there really Dragon-pattern Grass here?"

High above a mountain range, two Foundation Establishment Cultivators were flying through the air, their gazes constantly searching downwards.

"There's no mistake. According to the intelligence I obtained from the priest, Dragon-pattern Grass should be born in this place."

One of the older Foundation Establishment Cultivators nodded, a strange gleam flashing in his eyes.

"That's fantastic! As long as we get the Dragon-pattern Grass, we will definitely Breakthrough to Peak Foundation Establishment. I will definitely rank at the top in the Beast God Trial three months from now and win a good ranking."

Another slightly younger-looking Foundation Establishment Cultivator spoke with an excited expression.

As long as he could win a good ranking in the Beast God Trial, he would be able to pass the tribe's test and thus become the Saint of the Azure Dragon Tribe.

He had been waiting for this day for a very long time.

From the moment of Awakening the Azure Dragon totem, he had always been waiting for this opportunity, waiting to make his mark and thus catch the attention of the tribal leader.

"Indeed, I really envy your Aptitude, Junior Brother, being able to Awaken the Azure Dragon totem. I can't do it. I just hope you can win a good ranking and become the Saint of our Azure Dragon Tribe, and bestow me with more resources then."

The older Foundation Establishment Realm Cultivator spoke with a sigh of emotion. His gaze flickered as he constantly looked ahead while scanning the surroundings for any movement.

"Rest assured, Big Brother, I will keep your kindness engraved in my heart. As long as I become the Saint of the Azure Dragon Tribe, whenever there are benefits in the future, I will definitely think of Big Brother first."

The young Foundation Establishment Cultivator nodded with a full face of smiles, patting his chest as he assured the other older Foundation Establishment Cultivator.

The two of them flew swiftly.

After about the time it takes to burn an incense stick.

The older Foundation Establishment Realm Cultivator stopped in a valley.

"Junior Brother, come down quickly. If nothing unexpected happens, that Dragon-pattern Grass is growing right in this valley."

The older Foundation Establishment Realm Cultivator said excitedly to the young Foundation Establishment Cultivator who was still searching for the whereabouts of the Dragon-pattern Grass high above.

"Alright, Big Brother, I'm coming down right now!"

Without the slightest hesitation, driven by his desire for the Dragon-pattern Grass, the young Foundation Establishment Cultivator rapidly descended into the valley.

Watching the young Foundation Establishment Cultivator get closer and closer to him, the strangeness in the older Foundation Establishment Cultivator's eyes grew even more intense.

Beyond the field of vision of the young Foundation Establishment Cultivator, a blood-colored totem slowly emerged beneath the feet of the older Foundation Establishment Cultivator.

"Come on! Come on!"

"As long as you enter the trap I set up in advance, then your Azure Dragon totem will be mine."

"By then, after devouring your Azure Dragon totem, my cultivation will definitely advance by leaps and bounds, and that tribal Saint position will also belong to me!"

The older Foundation Establishment Cultivator muttered to himself. As the young Foundation Establishment Cultivator got closer and closer, he grew increasingly impatient in his heart, a trace of greed also revealing itself in his eyes.

This was a method he had previously obtained from a wild ruin, possessing the ability to devour and deprive others of the totem power within their bodies.

Over the years, he had been enduring and biding his time, all to find the best opportunity to deprive and take the totem with the greatest potential in the tribe.

And the young Foundation Establishment Cultivator before him had the closest relationship with him; coupled with the arrangements made over these years, he was simply the best candidate to have his totem devoured and stripped away.

Boom! ! !

As the young Foundation Establishment Cultivator approached, bloody light surged greatly!

Streaks of blood-red light towered straight into the sky!

"Big Brother! What is the meaning of this?"

Enveloped and bound by these streaks of bloody light, the young Foundation Establishment Cultivator's expression changed drastically in an instant, his tone filled with terror.

"Hahaha, what is the meaning of this? Junior Brother, oh Junior Brother, Big Brother will teach you a lesson today. As the saying goes, human hearts are treacherous, and there is no one in this world who will treat you well for no reason. Therefore, anyone who treats you well has a corresponding bargaining chip, and the reason I took such meticulous care of you before was simply for your Azure Dragon totem!"

Seeing that his trap had been deployed and successfully bound the target, the older Foundation Establishment Cultivator immediately revealed his true colors.

He burst out laughing wildly as streaks of bloody light bloomed from within his body, bit by bit devouring the Azure Dragon totem on the young Foundation Establishment Cultivator's body.

Enjoying this sublimation of his Physical Body and the appearance of the Azure Dragon totem on the surface of his own body, the older Foundation Establishment Cultivator's laughter grew increasingly frantic.

He had waited far too long for this moment.

From now on, as long as he stripped away the Azure Dragon totem, he would have a ninety-nine percent certainty of becoming the Saint of the Azure Dragon Tribe in the future, and might even possibly become the leader of the entire Azure Dragon Tribe, enjoying the adoration of tens of thousands.

...

In the distance.

Lin Shen was shuttling through the high altitude.

Just as he was searching for a solitary target, he suddenly noticed streaks of bloody light soaring into the sky to the front-left.

"Hmm? Interesting..."

Scouting out with his Divine Sense and blooming with the Heavenly Eye between his brows, when Lin Shen observed what was happening ahead-left, a playful smile couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth.

Fellow clansmen slaughtering each other.

Interesting, far too interesting!

Such things truly happened no matter where one went.

However...

The corners of Lin Shen's mouth curled up slightly.

Just right, he was still lacking someone to ask for directions.

With a thought in his mind, Lin Shen's figure flickered as he rapidly headed toward the two Foundation Establishment Cultivators ahead-left.

...

"Damn it, you will come to a bad end! I never expected you to be such a person. I vainly treated you as my own biological elder brother all along, yet I never expected that you were plotting against me in secret all this time."

Feeling the Azure Dragon totem inside his body being stripped away, that young Cultivator immediately let out a loud, agonized scream.

He regretted his past actions, his eyes filled with a look of deep remorse: "I regret this! If I could do it over again, I would definitely hack a scoundrel like you into tens of thousands of pieces!!!"

"Hahaha, if you could do it over again? Junior Brother, oh Junior Brother, you are at death's door and still harboring delusional fantasies. Rest assured, your wife, I will take care of her. After you die, I will frequently look after your wife!"

Hearing the young Foundation Establishment Cultivator's angry curses, not only did the older Foundation Establishment Cultivator not show any trace of anger, but instead wore a smug expression and laughed wildly.

Thinking of the beauty of the Dao Companion belonging to the young Foundation Establishment Cultivator before him, a wave of heat couldn't help but well up in his heart.

Then, just as he was still immersed in his fantasies, a flash of crimson suddenly flickered across mid-air.

Pfft!

Fresh blood splattered!

Amidst the older Foundation Establishment Cultivator's wild laughter, a bloody hole appeared between his brows, and his body toppled straight down.

The blood altar here also instantly ceased operating.

Following closely behind, another terrifying wave of ghost qi swept across, and countless vicious ghosts rushed forward, rapidly tearing apart and devouring the lingering souls drifting in the air.

"How are you doing, Fellow Daoist?"

Holding a blood-colored flying knife in one hand and a soul-absorbing banner in the other, Lin Shen wore a bronze mask, appearing silently behind the young Foundation Establishment Cultivator who had collapsed in agony.