Beastmaster of the Ages - Chapter 294
Chapter 294Chapter 294 – Three Lives, Three Worlds, The Fist Of Madness
Upon returning to Fatepath Peak, Tianming shared Feiling’s current predicament with Qingyu . Naturally, the latter was both moved by her actions and remorseful, insisting she would wait for Feiling to regain consciousness and express her gratitude .
After saying his goodbyes, Tianming wholeheartedly prepared for the Realm Wars, which was to be held a fortnight later . In all likelihood, he would leave Grand-Orient Sect in about ten days . At that time, there would be fifteen elders accompanying them, while the remaining ten would stay in the sect to protect Qingyu and deal with important matters of the sect .
The twenty-five elders, as well as Ye Yuxi, had recently learned of Qingyu’s Pentamoon Skybane . If news of this were to spread to others, then perhaps there was a mole among the elders .
Before leaving, Tianming once again made every effort to speed up his cultivation, which of course demanded a lot from poor Meow Meow . As soon as its battle wounds were healed, Meow Meow was forced to cultivate in preparation for the Realm Wars .
"Shall we return to Vermilion Bird after leaving the Grand-Orient Sect? We don't have to fight all the time there . If we have the time, we can even cultivate our minds . "
"What nonsense . Have you forgotten we only have a few years to live? If we don’t cultivate and fight, we’ll die," chided Ying Huo .
"My God, I feel as if the heavens are aiming at me!" Meow Meow rolled over in pain . The Aeonic Grandbane was the enemy of sleep .
"Oh stop being so dramatic, the good stuff is coming . " Being back in the Li Mausoleum put Tianming in a good mood . The treasures before his eyes were either celestial manna or Saintbeast War-Souls .
"Wow, how generous!" Ying Huo was dumbstruck by the wealth of treasure before him .
"Have those old fogeys gone mad? They’ve sent you all their precious treasures . " Ying Huo bounced up and down in surprise .
"Enough talk, it’s time to evolve," said Tianming .
In fact, his hands were trembling at the sheer number of treasures he had received . With twenty-five elders sheltering him, persisting as the ray of hope for the future of the Grand-Orient Sect felt incredible . No need to participate in the Prime Struggle; the treasures were sent directly to his door .
No other prime disciple received the same treatment . This was something only the future sect master deserved; the entire sect was his . After all, the Grand-Orient Sect was originally passed down to descendents of the Li Saint Clan . The position of junior sect master was equivalent to crown prince of a kingdom, so taking a few treasures from the "national treasury" sent by the “ministers” themselves wasn’t unreasonable, was it?
"Meow Meow, this is your Venomfiend Bloodclaw . Remember not to scratch me after you’ve evolved . There’s bloodfiend venom on this thing, all it takes is one scratch," said Tianming .
"You’ll be fine as long as you leave his balls alone," interjected Ying Huo .
"You know nothing! Have you ever raised a cat? A little thunder in the sky, and I’ll have five bloody scratch marks on me . " Tianming crumpled at the thought . What a headache! He would have to guard against being scratched to death .
"I don’t want to eat this . It’s disgusting . " Meow Meow switched to high alert as it fiddled with the Venomfiend Bloodclaw .
"Eat the damn thing . "
Tianming couldn’t be bothered to argue with Meow Meow, so he picked up the claw and stuffed it into its mouth .
"Go, evolve . "
"I refuse to accept this . You’re clearly abusing children,” argued Meow Meow .
"Keep fooling around and I’ll send you flying up to heaven . " Tianming laughed sinisterly .
The black cat quivered, disappearing with the Venomfiend Bloodclaw .
"Ying Huo, it's your turn . The low-tier celestial manna, Goldflame Featherblade, is the most suitable manna for you . You’ll soar to a forty-nine-star beast . "
Tianming opened the manna sphere containing the Goldflame Featherblade . Sharp and domineering, the sword ki surged forth, appearing more like a divine weapon rather than a celestial manna . He almost felt ready for battle just holding it in his hand . It was truly rare to come across manna that possessed sword ki .
"Wasn’t the treasure from the first floor a high-tier terrestrial manna? How’d you exchange it for a celestial manna?” wondered Ying Huo .
"Idiot, with my current status, it's embarrassing that my lifebound beasts aren’t at least fourth-order saint beasts," Tianming retorted .
Though speechless, Ying Huo had to admit it felt rather good… and now, it would have two more stars than Meow Meow .
The Goldflame Featherblade was the best low-tier celestial manna in the Grand-Orient Sect . A fourth-order saint beast with forty-nine stars was just one star shy of being a fifth-order saint beast .
Tianming looked forward to both Ying Huo and Meow Meow’s evolutions . How many blood fetters would they break, and to what extent would their powers grow?
All of it would benefit him . At the very least, the infernalsource and thundersource would spur enormous growth . These two manna would make up for the loss of beast ki . Additionally, Tianming had four other Saintbeast War-Souls .
These Saintbest War-Souls were jointly selected by the elders from the sect’s war-soul inventory . Since the Saintbeast War-Soul was a type of war-soul, there was a risk of failure in the refining process; especially for Primordial Chaos Beasts, who required the war-soul to stimulate their blood fetters and form new abilities . Therefore, Tianming had asked for four .
Since Ying Huo and Meow Meow each had one, they should be able to form new abilities in time for the Realm Wars . Staring at the four war-souls in his hands, Tianming had to admit being the junior sect master was great .
It might appear glorious, but the path of growth is fraught with danger . These elders may stand firmly on my side today but the moment I fail to perform, they’ll immediately leave . Master alone will wholeheartedly protect me, so I mustn’t get carried away by these treasures . What I have to do is take one step at a time, maximize my talents and employ a shrewd acumen to judge the situation .
He shouldered the burden of Feiling, Ying Huo, Meow Meow, and his own life, as well as their futures . As the leader of the team, he was responsible for every decision . Even if none of them placed such expectations on him, he would personally assume the responsibility alone, taking each step with the utmost attention .
I don’t believe Yuwen Taiji will do nothing .
Ye Shaoqing and the others were also contemplating the same problem .
But right now, preparing for the Realm Wars takes precedence .
This was his only shot at seizing the Grand-Orient Sword from Heaven’s Elysium . If he missed this, another opportunity would come in ten years, but by that time, he would be ineligible for the Realm Wars . Therefore, Tianming was set on obtaining the sword .
While his lifebound beasts evolved, Tianming practiced his battle arts .
At present, I’ve mastered the Life-Death Whip Art and Voidgod Sword Intent, just short of the last step, that is, Myriad’s Only . I’ll have to prepare other moves for the Realm Wars .
Tianming’s thoughts were interrupted by Li Wudi’s sudden appearance .
"Haha, Tianming my child, drink with me . For some reason, Fatepath Peak is bustling today . I’ve asked those oldies for a lot of good liquor!"
"I don’t have the time," replied Tianming .
"Well, aren’t you hardworking! You definitely take after your old man, truly worthy of praise . Tell me what you want . Anything’s fine . . . except for liquor," Li Wudi chuckled .
"What do you have?" Tianming smiled .
"Whatever treasures; the sun, moon, and stars . You can get it from Huangfu Fengyun . Just mention my name . "
"Hahaha!" Tianming knew he was bragging again .
"Godfather, please introduce another ancestor to me . I’d like to learn a boxing technique, so I have more tactics I can use in the Realm Wars," said Tianming .
In his battle with Yuwen Shendu, Tianming had managed to block his opponent’s Necrodiabolus and injure him with his dark arm alone . Tianming had only realized then how tough his arm was . Perhaps there were other formidable powers to be unearthed . None of the weapons he had come across could hurt his arm .
Since he had been focusing on swordsmanship, Tianming wanted to test how far he could increase his strength by practicing a top-notch boxing technique and incorporating heavenly will into his punches .
"Boxing? Come, I’ll take you to meet our tenth ancestor, Li Xiaozhang, who’s known as the Trivita Pugilist . " 
"Li Xiaozhang? That’s his name?" Tianming was tempted to laugh . 
"Is there something wrong with giving his name a little personality? What should he be called then? Long Chen? Meng Hao? Yun Che?"
"Forget it . Just toss a stone down the Grand-Orient Sacred Mountain, and you’ll hit ten of those," laughed Tianming .
"How naive . You’ll hit more than twenty!”
With Li Wudi leading the way, Tianming climbed a majestic blood-red mountain . On the peak, a black tombstone was engraved with the words: the tomb of the Trivita Pugilist!
The tombstone was bold and mighty, rougher than the strange, cold tomb of the Grim Reaper . Just looking at it gave Tianming goosebumps . It bore a domineering and unyielding will, rather befitting of the title Trivita Pugilist .
Boxing was a form of close combat, the path of the strong and unruly . Fist against weapon was a risky gambit, hence the need for a ferocious and desperate fighting spirit .
"I’ll be honest with you . If you weren't my son, I wouldn't take you to see this old bandit . He drinks like a fish and only accepts good wine," grumbled Li Wudi .
With that, he poured the wine, a move that seemed to agonize him .
"You old devil, take your time drinking . Damn it, you’re too much! Oh ancestor, leave a little for your descendent . I'm about to be drained by you! There’s not even a drop left . You’ll die from overdrinking!”
Beads of cold sweat dotted Tianming’s forehead . Had he not been watching, he would have assumed their ancestors had done something untoward to Li Wudi .
On and on Li Wudi chattered, until the moment a fierce, Godlike will erupted from the Trivita Pugilist’s tomb . Tianming felt an invisible fist slam into his chest, knocking the breath out of him .
Trivita Fiendfist! On the tombstone, the black words radiated and reformed .
First Lifetime: like a Beast, Skyshatter .
Second Lifetime: like a Fiend, Godringer .
Third Lifetime: like a Fiendgod, Cataclysm .
Trivita Fiendfist: Beast, Fiend, and Fiendgod!
The Trivita Fiendfist landed on the tombstone, one punch at a time . The first fist shook the firmament; the second fist shocked gods and demons; the third fist devastated the world!
Rude, incorruptible, and crazy, advancing courageously .
Tianming was delighted . The Trivita Fiendfist was very similar to the Voidgod Sword Intent . Both were created by the spirit of defiance . Comparatively speaking, the Voidgod Sword Intent was steady with an incisive burst, while the Trivita Fiendfist was rough and turbulent, possessing a boundless fighting spirit and facing death with equanimity . By comparison, it was more explosive .
The three punches had Tianming so awestricken he had yet to react . However, his eyes were feverish as he decided to practice the Trivita Fiendfist with his dark arm .
Three lives, three worlds, the fist of madness, born from but not born of defiance . Just one glance was all Tianming required to comprehend its core . And all of this was because he was the Li Saint Clan’s descendent .
1 . Trivita is pronounced try-veeta . It sounded cooler than three-lives or three-reincarnations, which was what it was in Chinese .
2 . Xiaozhang means “arrogant” in Chinese, so Li Wudi is calling him “Arrogant Li” . Which is a rare reference that even works as a joke in English, since it’s a homonym for “arrogantly”, heh .