Chapter 456: A Helping Hand


    Trantor: Dragon Boat Trantion Editor: Dragon Boat Trantion


    Lie Yan noticed that Gu Qingluan had a healthyplexion and didn’t appear to be fatigued.


    With such good health, it seemed like there was no harm done.


    So, it breathed a sigh of relief, finally letting go of its constant worry.


    “This time, it’s thanks to all of you.” Feng Tian’s gaze fell on the three Ninth-grade saint beasts. “If you wish to ascend to the Upper Realm, I can assist you.”


    The saint beasts didn’t doubt his words at all.


    They exchanged nces, each harboring some hesitation.


    To enter the Upper Realm, they had to be divine beasts.


    And advancing to be a divine beast required crossing the Divine Tribtion.


    Countless mystical beasts had perished in this tribtion.


    Mystical beasts had a natural advantage, especially those with powerful bloodlines. They possessed arcane power from birth, and the most formidable among them could control the elements without the need for meditation, unlike human cultivators. Mystical beasts didn’t need to cultivate specifically; they naturally achieved a level equivalent to their bloodline when they matured, from infancy to adulthood.


    However, because of this, the threshold for their advancement set by the heavens was higherpared to that of human cultivators.


    If they wanted to surpass their race and bloodline restrictions, the price they had to pay was much higher than that of human cultivators.


    For example, crossing the Divine Tribtion was like finding a needle in a haystack.


    For centuries, no saint beast had sessfully crossed this tribtion.


    Among the three saint beasts, the Heaven-Burrowing Rat was the oldest.


    It was already three thousand years old, and it had reached grade nine as a saint beast thirteen hundred years ago.


    It had heard of too many predecessors who attempted to cross the Divine Tribtion and perished. So, it diligently suppressed its own cultivation, avoidingbat whenever possible, to prevent any idental breakthroughs that might attract divine lightning.


    During these thirteen hundred years, as other level-nine saint beasts tried to undergo the Divine Tribtion, not a single one of them seeded. Every one of them met their end.


    Rather thanpeting for that one-in-a-million chance, it was better to live honestly.


    Moreover, they were the overlords in the Cloud ins Continent. If they went to the Upper Realm, they would be insignificant beings in that realm, returning to their weak state. That kind of life was not what they desired.


    Taking all factors into consideration, these three saint beasts had chosen to stay hidden in the Death Mountain Range.


    However, over a thousand years had passed, and continuing to live like this held little meaning.


    Perhaps, by going to the Upper Realm, they could have new experiences and discover the value of life?


    Of course, there was also the possibility that they wouldn’t even get the chance.


    The Divine Tribtion was terrifying even though they hadn’t personally experienced it. These saint beasts knew just how frightening it could be.


    The first to speak was Heaven-Burrowing Rat, and the whiskers on its cheeks trembled slightly. “I’d like to experience it. I’ll trouble your Lordship!”


    Saint Light Tiger and Golden Feathered Roc looked at it in surprise.


    Heaven-Burrowing Rat continued, “I’m not young anymore, and I won’t live much longer if I stay in the Cloud ins Continent. It’s better to take this opportunity to try my luck. Who knows, it might be a new opportunity.”


    Among the three saint beasts, Heaven-Burrowing Rat was the oldest, and the lifespan of rodent-type mystical beasts was inherently shorter than that of other mystical beasts. It could feel that it wasn’t far from the end of its life.


    Saint Light Tiger was stirred by its words, and its mood was lifted. “I also want to explore the outside world. I’ve grown tired of the Cloud ins Continent.”


    Golden Feathered Roc, seeing that both of them intended to go to the Upper Realm, felt a bit tempted as well.


    However, it still had concerns.


    Feng Tian said, “Take your time to consider it carefully. If you’re certain, you’ll have to prepare for the Divine Tribtion, and I’ll be there to assist you when the timees.”


    “Alright!”


    The three ninth-grade saint beasts responded excitedly.


    “Let’s go,” Feng Tian said, casting a nce at Crimson ze Tiger.


    Crimson ze Tiger quickly followed him.


    Feng Tian carried Gu Qingluan and soared through the sky.


    In just an hour, they exited the Death Mountain Range.


    Feng Tian didn’t take her directly back to Tianjing but instead entered Crimson me City.


    Qiu Moyuan was in the city, tending to the injured city residents. Suddenly, he heard his lord’s voice in his mind and immediately instructed the people around him to continue looking after the heavily injured residents. He hurriedly rushed back to the lord’s residence.


    “Moyuan pays respects to my Lord.”


    Qiu Moyuan was about to salute when he saw the tall figure standing in the courtyard.


    “No need for excessive formalities.”


    Gu Qingluan, who was pretending to be asleep in Feng Tian’s arms, was surprised.


    Qiu Moyuan addressed Feng Tian as his “Lord”?


    Crimson me City was a territory of the Chengyuan Kingdom, so why did the city lord of Crimson me City acknowledge Feng Tian as his lord?