Chapter 176: The Might of a Great Warrior
Chapter 176: The Might of a Great Warrior
Among the three great tribes of Qinghe City.
Amidst nearly ten thousand Giants, the strongest was undoubtedly City Lord Qing Kui.
He had the peak power of a High-Rank Totem Grand Warrior.
He commanded several hundred elite Totem Warriors.
This made him the uncontested overlord over a thousand miles of territory.
Below Qing Kui, even including the twenty or thirty affiliated tribes of the Great Wilderness under Qinghe City.
The number of both low-rank and high-rank Great Totem Warriors did not exceed thirty!
A Great Totem Warrior.
Saying one person out of ten thousand would be far-fetched, but saying one out of a thousand was definitely an underestimation!
At the very least, in this tavern, there wasn’t a single Giant who could rival a Great Totem Warrior.
The materialization of the Beast Spirit was the unique mark of a Great Totem Warrior!
The tribal warriors surrounding Shan Tai all went pale, stumbling back clumsily.
They didn’t even dare look back, even when bumping into tables.
The Scar-Faced Giant, missing two fingers, shut his mouth. Sweat the size of peas beaded on his forehead.
His legs trembled uncontrollably.
He had provoked first, challenging a superior.
According to Qinghe City’s rules, Shan Tai could kill him on the spot without facing any punishment!
A Great Totem Warrior, even without noble status, held rank equal to the lowest noble.
Equal to a Witchcraft Scholar.
The big-bearded bartender certainly would be more than willing to bear witness for Shan Tai.
Shan Tai pointed at Gao Jing, fixing the Scar-Faced Giant with a piercing stare.
He said with a deep voice, “This is my brother. Insult him, you insult me!”
In the battle against the Earth Fury Bear, after Gao Jing risked himself to save Shan Tai.
Shan Tai had considered him a true brother ever since.
Faced with Shan Tai’s overwhelming power, sweat poured down the Scar-Faced Giant like water.
He lowered his head in defeat.
He pulled out the bone dagger he carried.
And cut off his own right hand!
“G..Great Warrior.”
Ignoring the blood gushing from his severed wrist, the Scar-Faced Giant gritted his teeth against the stabbing pain, bent over, and respectfully offered the dagger held in his left hand: “I beg your forgiveness!”
He was apologizing to Shan Tai.
If Shan Tai wasn’t satisfied, he could take the bone dagger and carve another piece off him.
The Scar-Faced Giant had no choice.
Otherwise, he himself could not escape, and he’d drag down his companions too.
“Scram!”
Shan Tai waved his hand like shooing away flies. “Don’t let me see you people again.”
“Yes, Great Warrior!”
The Scar-Faced Giant grabbed his severed hand like a pardon.
He led his companions in a frantic escape.
Leaving a bloody trail behind.
This fairly grim scene gave Gao Jing much to reflect on.
Today, he had truly seen another aspect of the Great Desolation World.
Of course, Gao Jing held no sympathy for the provoking Scar-Faced Giant. Only satisfaction.
If both Shan Tai and he were ordinary folks, they would have suffered then and there, maybe even feared for their lives!
Compared to Qinghe City, Shan Yue Village really seemed almost like paradise.
But Gao Jing felt no fear or desire to retreat.
Instead, it strengthened his resolve to become stronger!
“I caused trouble here.”
Shan Tai pulled out a Shell Coin and tossed it onto the counter, telling the bartender, “For the damages.”
The big-bearded bartender smiled. “You are too polite.”
Actually, besides a few scared customers fleeing, the tavern hadn’t lost much.
And with the fierce customs of the Great Wilderness, tavern brawls were common.
This Shell Coin was pure profit.
Truthfully, Shan Tai hadn’t wanted to pay — after all, it wasn’t Brother Shan Tai who started it.
But Gao Jing had instructed him beforehand.
Told him to be generous, absolutely not petty.
Shan Tai remembered this well.
He finished off the remaining roasted meat.
He hoisted the basket back onto his shoulders and left with Gao Jing.
Outside on the street again, he hesitated before speaking: “Let’s find an inn to stay at first?”
Gao Jing had no objection. “Fine.”
So Shan Tai found an inn nearby he’d stayed at before.
He got a room on the third floor.
The guest rooms in Qinghe City inns were very basic.
A wooden bed, a table and chairs — no other furniture or decorations.
The washrooms were communal outside.
But it was reasonably clean.
“Gao Jing.”
After settling in, Shan Tai said to him. “You rest here. I’ll take care of the rest of it.”
According to Gao Jing’s plan, they needed to visit all taverns and restaurants, spreading the fame of Baijiu.
At least, make it known to everyone in Qinghe City!
Gao Jing knew Shan Tai was concerned for his safety. Worried the earlier trouble might happen again.
Even as a Great Totem Warrior, he couldn’t absolutely guarantee Gao Jing’s safety.
Gao Jing nodded. “Alright.”
Shan Tai left the inn, diligently continuing his “Baijiu marketing” mission.
Gao Jing stayed in the room.
He climbed onto the windowsill.
This inn was Qinghe City’s largest. The third-floor height gave Gao Jing a good view.
The sky was clear tonight. The Blood Moon and Silver Moon hung side by side in the vast sky, bathing the endless land in moonlight.
In just a few days, the Blood Moon, signifying slaughter and ill fortune, would vanish for a while.
Gao Jing reappeared only after the New Year passed.
Night had fallen over Qinghe City, but it wasn’t dark. Besides the moonlight, lanterns glowed from many houses and buildings. Especially the main street, which stretched like a sleeping fiery dragon, dividing the city in two.
At the main street’s end stood a castle built against the mountain.
This imposing castle belonged to Qinghe City’s Inner City.
It was where the City Lord Qing Kui, his relatives, and the high-ranking members of the three great tribes lived.
The heart of power for a thousand-mile territory!
Tonight, Gao Jing rarely skipped his cultivation practice.
He leaned against the red sandalwood window frame, took out a bottle of Hundred-Fruit Wine worth millions, and drank by himself.
Slowly savoring the night scenery of this exotic city.
He didn’t even notice when he finally drifted off to sleep!
The next morning, Gao Jing was awakened by Shan Tai.
Shan Tai might look simple and honest.
But this Great Wilderness Giant was rough on the outside and sharp within; his intelligence and emotional understanding were not low.
Gao Jing woke up on the desk, a thick animal hide cushioning his back, a warm blanket covering him.
Clearly this was Shan Tai’s doing.
“Gao Jing.”
The mightiest warrior of the Shan Yue Tribe said, “I’m going to find Qing Lan.”
According to Gao Jing’s plan last night, Shan Tai had run around to all the open taverns and eateries in Qinghe City.
He had shared nine jars of Baijiu with others!
Gao Jing believed that by today, the name Baijiu would be known throughout the city.
And inside the vine basket that Shan Tai carried,
there were still over a dozen identical jars!
Shan Tai would personally deliver this wine to Qing Lan.
Or more accurately, to the men in Qing Lan’s family, like her father!
This was the second step of the plan.
“Victory is assured!”
Gao Jing threw him a gesture of encouragement and support.
“Mhm.”
Shan Tai nodded firmly, picked up his basket brimming with confidence, and headed out again.
He stopped at the doorway, scratched his head, and asked, “Are you alright being alone here then?”
“Absolutely fine.”
Gao Jing laughed. “I can take care of myself. Just go, don’t worry about me!”
Shan Tai thought about it and agreed.
Shan Tai ran off to chase down his love, while Gao Jing, the singleton, got up and washed up.
He didn’t go out to the public toilet. He pulled out toothpaste, a toothbrush, a basin, a towel, and clean water prepared in his storage space and managed everything inside the room.
Then he brewed himself a packet of instant noodles for breakfast.
Truthfully, the current Gao Jing could go ten days or even half a month without food and still maintain excellent physical condition.
But his ingrained habits were deep-rooted, and he saw no reason to change them.
His storage space, with its massive 10000 cubic meter capacity, was incredibly convenient. He stored whatever daily supplies he needed inside. Craving something hot? Just pull out the gas stove and gas cylinder.
He hadn’t eaten instant noodles in a long time. Paired with the legendary Fu Lin pickled vegetables, he even drank all the broth down to the last drop.
Really fragrant!
As they say, too much stillness makes one restless.
Having slept long hours last night, Gao Jing really couldn’t bear staying cooped up in the room all day.
He wanted to see more of the sights within this city of giants.
So, Gao Jing went directly out of the window, swifty reaching the roof top using the Weaver’s Wrist.
Being small had its advantages too. He fumbled around excitedly on the roofs, completely unnoticed by the giants below.
Most buildings in Qinghe City had slanting roofs, with only a few having pointed tops.
The buildings were densely packed, numerous structures crowded close together, allowing Gao Jing to leap easily from one to another.
It was another clear, sunny day.
Though cold winds occasionally swept over the rooftops, they couldn’t blow out the fire blazing in Gao Jing’s heart.
He constantly activated the abilities of the Weaver’s Wrist and the Phantom Wing Pendant, sometimes leaping swiftly, sometimes gliding smoothly, planting his feet on one enormous house after another.
He felt incredibly free and unrestrained, as if he had been sent back to a youth filled with unbridled energy!