Beastmaster of the Ages - Chapter 1101
Translator: BOTA Fireteam
With Tianming’s newfound dedication, he felt only calm despite the crisis faced by the residents of the continent, Lingfeng’s disappearance and the danger Feiling was in. He knew perfectly well that his Imperial Will was crumbling and his body was slowly losing control of the astralforce within. Veins became visible under his skin, a sign of his impending death.
He still held strongly to his faith and could vaguely hear the answer from the many voices he could hear.
“Go!” As he sped through the stars, he continued seeking out the strongest path of being a ruler. He hadn’t given up yet, nor had he betrayed his convictions like the sovereign had. She had tried tempting him countless times, but he held strong.
Someone was still fighting outside the palace, and that had to be Feiling. Tianming and Meow Meow charged out of the palace and saw tens of thousands of people surrounding a lone girl in blue. Lightning fell and scattered the crowd, allowing Tianming and Meow Meow to charge in.
“Ling’er!” He stretched out his hand and grabbed hers. She turned to him and her cold gaze immediately melted, returning to its previous clarity.
“Big Brother…” She looked much more like a young girl than before, her eyes moist with tears. Tianming pulled her into his embrace.
Meow Meow took some hits and growled, then roared and blasted two Cosmic Lances, piercing tens of totems in the process. Then, it zipped off like a storm.
Though quite a lot of them tried following them, they soon lost sight of Meow Meow.
“Ling’er, why do you feel a little cold?” Tianming asked, his hands around her waist.
“Let’s talk about it later. You weren’t soiled by anyone, right?” she asked with a pout.
“Of course not! What’re you thinking about? Barely any time has passed. If I really were doing it, I wouldn’t be finished at least until tomorrow.”
“Shameless!” She forcefully turned her head away, causing her hair to brush against his face. However, some of the hair turned into ice crystals.
“Huh?” Tianming thought he was seeing things, but the crystals gathered into hair again. “What’s this?”
“It’s a cool parlor trick I learned,” she said mischievously.
“Stop putting up a front. Is that ageless old witch doing something again?”
“That ageless old witch is me, you know. Are you scared of me now?” she said, trying to dodge the question.
“Come on, tell me what’s going on. I feel like you seem really different lately,” he said, pinching her cheeks.
“I’m fine for now. I’ll tell you about it in detail after we overcome this crisis,” she said in a serious tone.
“Are you sure?”
“Don’t be pulling any tricks like disappearing for good. I’ll give you a good bonking if that’s the case.”
Tianming looked at her profile, knowing that something was up. He hugged her tightly.
“I exerted myself quite a bit. I think I’m a little out of breath,” she said.
“Will you disappear?”
Feiling kept silent for a while, then firmly shook her head. “Definitely not.”
“If you break your promise, my life will lose all meaning.”
“Big Brother, as long as you’re tethered to people, you won’t die.” She turned back and kissed his cheek, smiling like when they first met. It was a simple and pure smile, but it shone like the brightest of fireworks.
Soon, they reached the compound from before. Little You was hiding there alone. Seeing Tianming and Feiling return without her father, she anxiously asked, “Where’s Daddy?”
“We’ll wait for him to return. He’ll be fine,” Tianming said. He knew what Bodhi was like. There was no way he would be unable to escape the sovereign. The fact that he dared to slaughter away in the home base of the divine moonrace was a sign of his power. At the very least, he was more powerful than the imperial guide.
The reason Tianming had gone there was to make sure that Bodhi remained in the city so the sovereign couldn’t escape. He needed to make sure Bodhi was in a stable state.
Some fifteen minutes later, Bodhi descended into the compound, covered in blood and breathing a little raggedly. The many cuts on his body were testament to the ferocity of the battle. Even so, he had still managed to elude the sovereign, so he was no pushover. He glared at Tianming and brought Little You over. “Undo the curse now!”
“Sure.” Tianming nodded. He and Bodhi had used each other many times. The divine moonrace was an enemy that they had to join hands to defeat in the first place. If Bodhi didn’t want the sovereign to grow stronger, he couldn’t let Tianming lose, so he had to act.
“Do you know my intentions for waiting for you here instead of bringing your daughter away? Bodhi, we have the same enemy.”
“Enough nonsense. Undo the curse.” Apart from Little You, Tianming still had the billion specters as a bargaining chip. However, that would be useless once the divine moonrace was defeated.
“I hope we can let go of our past and coexist,” Tianming said.
“The curse.” He repeated only those two words.
“Alright.” Tianming turned to Feiling. She came to Little You and pressed her hand on her, undoing one of the curses. An intricate pattern formed of Feiling’s blood scattered right in front of Bodhi.
“If you threaten me with Little You again, all bets are off. Nothing else will stop me,” Bodhi said.
“What’re you talking about? It’s all gone. You showed your sincerity and I showed mine,” Tianming said.
“Now scram.” He looked closely at his daughter and breathed a sigh of relief.
“Daddy, don’t worry. It’s fine now,” she said, stroking her father’s bald head.
As they spoke, Tianming and Feiling were leaving.
“I have a question for you,” Bodhi said.
“You weren’t able to stop the divine moonrace on the continent, and even caused her to send another three hundred thousand down. Why cause that trouble for yourself?”
“Didn’t you hear what I said to her?”
“I said they’re no longer my weakness.” Tianming’s eyes shone as he said that.
“So you’ve become like her,” Bodhi said with a sarcastic smirk.
“No, quite the opposite,” Tianming said firmly as he left.