【The Empire of the Divine Eagle】(Volume 4, Chapter 73)

Chapter 73 Beast Fighting

"There's no way!" Wu Tianjiao chuckled in exasperation, coldly snorting, "I think...you're all birds of a feather flock together,

a den of snakes and rats. Tell me, how many innocent women have you kidnapped from the manor?"

Lu Wenhao's face darkened upon hearing this, and he calmly said, "Third Young Master, I advise you...to mind your own

business You barged into the manor without warning, hmph! If the Prince finds out, you won't be able to bear the consequences

!"

The mere mention of "Prince" ignited Wu Tianjiao's anger.

He sneered , "Did Wu Wudi order you to turn Biyue Manor into a place of debauchery? Hmph! Don't tell me

Wu Wudi ordered you to do it!"

Now that things had come to this, he had no room for politeness, directly addressing Wu Wudi by his name. This made Lu Wenhao's expression

change , and he angrily laughed, "Wu Tianjiao, how dare you call the Prince by his name! For this alone, you've committed

a capital offense!"

At this moment, Cao Hu, who had been knocked unconscious by the pillar, slowly regained consciousness. He struggled to his feet,

still dazed, clearly having suffered a mild concussion. As Cao Wenrong's bodyguard, he was used to throwing

his weight .

Cao Hu stood up, and Wu Tianjiao, who was not far from him and had his back to him, gave him the idea to launch a sneak attack. He

quietly approached Wu Tianjiao and punched him in the back.

Little did he know that Wu Tianjiao was incredibly perceptive, noticing Cao Hu's awakening even without

turning eyes,

subtly shifted three feet to the left just as Cao Hu's fist was about to strike. He whirled around, his hand moving with lightning speed, grabbing Cao Hu's

wrist. Without any apparent effort, a sharp "crack" resounded in his ear, and Cao Hu's wrist snapped,

his fist hanging limply.

"Ah—!" Cao Hu screamed in agony, his body collapsing to the ground.

Before he could fall, Wu Tianjiao's right hand swung his heavy sword, another sharp "crack" echoing. In the sunlight,

a head the size of a bucket flew through the air, tracing an arc before crashing to the ground, rolling around in the courtyard. A

gushing blood erupted, the stench filling the air, making one want to vomit. With a thud, the headless

corpse fell straight to the ground. Drops of blood dripped from the tip of Wu Tianjiao's heavy sword.

"Ah..." Lu Wenhao's expression changed drastically. He froze for a moment, then quickly retreated ten feet, shouting,

"Wu Tianjiao, you've courted death! Don't blame me! Men! Seize him!"

Before he finished speaking, a large group of black-clad guards rushed into the courtyard, yelling and brandishing their weapons—

short knives, long knives, long swords, and other martial arts techniques—and attacked Wu Tianjiao.

"Insects!" Wu Tianjiao chuckled. He slightly shifted his body, using his teleportation technique to dodge an

oncoming blade. Before the guard could retract his weapon, he swiftly moved to the guard's side, his left hand

grabbing right at the guard's face.

His fingertips, sharp as steel knives, plunged deep into the man's skull. With a flick of his fingers, the skull

was sliced open. Wu Tianjiao jerked his hand back, and with a snap, the man's entire face was

torn off, revealing his red and white brain matter.

*Snap!* Wu Tianjiao flung his hand away, discarding the skull fragments, then clenched his fist and

threw a powerful punch forward. Using the Five Thunder Heavenly Fiend Fist, the punch struck the blade of the oncoming steel knife.

*Crack!* The blade snapped into more than ten pieces upon impact with his fist. Wu Tianjiao's fist continued its momentum,

smashing the opponent's hand and arm into a bloody pulp. Then, he swept his heavy sword in his right hand. *Clang!*

A series of metallic clangs rang out as the swords of the three manor guards were shattered into pieces and sent flying into the air.

Wu Tianjiao's martial arts cultivation has now reached the peak of the Imperial Martial Realm, while the cultivation of these manor guards is at most

level six or seven of the Plain Martial Realm, with the highest being level eight. How could they be a match for Wu Tianjiao? Moreover, there is a Crimson Dragon

Beast beside them. As soon as its master made a move, the Crimson Dragon Beast naturally couldn't stand idly by. It roared and spewed out a ball of raging fire,

instantly burning three black-clad guards to ashes. Immediately afterward, it unleashed a bolt of lightning, turning two

black-clad guards into charred remains. The combined power of the man and the beast was unmatched, and in the blink of an eye, more than half of the black-clad guards were dead or wounded, their corpses littering the ground.

At this moment, another thirty or forty black-clad guards poured into the courtyard, led by a

handsome young man dressed in white, who appeared to be under thirty years old. He stood a few feet away from Wu Tianjiao, sword in hand, pointing it at him

and shouting, "Who are you? How dare you cause trouble at Biyue Manor?"

Seeing so many guards at the manor, Wu Tianjiao was greatly surprised. Before he could answer, Lu Wenhao

shouted , "He is Wu Tianjiao! Don't waste your breath on him, kill him! I'll explain to the Prince myself!"

The white-robed youth suddenly realized, glanced at Wu Tianjiao, and shouted, "So you are Wu Tianjiao! How dare you

cause trouble at Biyue Manor! I'll capture you and hand you over to the Prince!"

As he spoke, the white-robed youth moved with lightning speed, appearing before Wu Tianjiao in the blink of an eye, like a ghost,

and viciously thrust his sword at him.

Wu Tianjiao snorted coldly, neither dodging nor avoiding, but instead slashed outwards with his heavy sword. A crisp clang rang out as he deflected the white-robed

youth 's aggressive longsword, the impact sending a shiver down the youth's arm and making his hand burn.

"Ugh! What immense strength!" the white-robed youth thought in surprise, but his attack didn't falter. He withdrew his sword and, with a series of swift movements

, launched three more thrusts at Wu Tianjiao's face, neck, and chest.

Wu Tianjiao stood motionless, one hand behind his back, his heavy sword calmly

deflecting all three attacks.

A glint of light flashed in the white-robed youth's eyes. Suddenly, he roared, and the longsword in his hand shone brightly, releasing a

sharp sword aura.

However, just as his sword energy was released, Wu Tianjiao, who was standing in front of him, suddenly vanished. The white-robed

youth was startled, suddenly sensing a surge of energy behind him. He inwardly cried out in alarm; his opponent's movements were too fast.

But by then, it was too late for him to turn around and defend himself.

Using a teleportation technique, Wu Tianjiao flashed behind the white-robed youth. His sword strike was as fast as lightning; before the sound of wind breaking could even

reach him, his sword was already upon his opponent.

A soft "thud" was heard in his ears as Wu Tianjiao's heavy sword pierced through the white-robed youth's lower back, the tip of the sword piercing his abdomen .

He lunged forward. The white-robed youth felt a sharp pain, looked down at the sword tip piercing his abdomen, his face filled with

astonishment and disbelief.

As Wu Tianjiao withdrew his sword, the white-robed youth's body went limp and collapsed to the ground, twitching a few

times before falling still.

The black-clad guards behind him were all terrified at the sight. Among them, the white-robed youth was considered

a top-tier fighter, yet he had died tragically under Wu Tianjiao's sword before even finishing a single exchange. The difference in their strength

was far too great.

Fear gripped the crowd, and they involuntarily retreated. But Wu Tianjiao gave them no chance to escape.

He straightened his body, pointed his heavy sword, and then glanced at them, saying with a smile, "Your

brother has already set off. Don't let him be too lonely on the road, so come and keep him company!"

As he spoke, he wielded his sword in one hand and used a teleportation technique to flash into the crowd. With a swing of his heavy sword,

the black-clad guards standing around him didn't even have time to react before they were cut in half at the waist.

The corpses of the branch family members were scattered on the ground, their internal organs spilling out, the stench of blood filling the air, making people want to vomit.

Dozens of black-clad guards were utterly powerless against Wu Tianjiao. He was like a tiger among sheep, wielding his

Fallen Iron Heavy Sword, wantonly slaughtering all living beings around him. The Crimson Dragon Beast beside him also cooperated with its master, attacking the black-clad guards with

fire and lightning.

In an instant, screams echoed throughout the manor. These guards, only at the Pingwu level, were as fragile as ants

against a peak Huangwu martial arts master and a top-tier magical beast.

Flames soared, lightning flashed, and heavy swords whistled through the

air , each whistling sound like a symphony from hell, accompanied by

the heart-wrenching screams of the surrounding crowd.

Thump! After the last guard near Wu Tianjiao collapsed, the courtyard was littered

with over thirty or forty corpses, mostly charred black,

killed .

Having dealt with the numerous guards, Wu Tianjiao looked around but couldn't find Lu Wenhao. In this manor

, Lu Wenhao was the only person who could pique Wu Tianjiao's interest. But Lu Wenhao was more cunning than a ghost;

sensing danger, he had already vanished.

"You bastard, you son of a bitch! Let's see where you run to!" Wu Tianjiao cursed, carrying his heavy sword as he searched everywhere

for Lu Wenhao. However, he searched the entire manor but couldn't find Lu Wenhao. Even Cao Wenrong, Cao Wenfu, and the

others were nowhere to be found. It seemed they had all fled Biyue Manor when they sensed something was wrong.

During his search, Wu Tianjiao found quite a few women in the manor, fifty or sixty in total.

Apart from the rest were either kidnapped or stolen, mostly

common women from the foot of the mountain. Besides these, Wu Tianjiao also found a considerable amount of valuables in the manor, which he generously

distributed

among the women before they went home. After dismissing the women, Wu Tianjiao developed a deep aversion to Biyue Manor. Before leaving, he set

fire to the manor, burning it down. He knew that doing so might anger Wu Wudi, but it was also a

way of showing defiance. Previously, his martial arts were weak, and he feared Wu Wudi, always swallowing his anger. But now, even if he

broke ties with Wu Wudi, what was there to fear?

Under the blazing sun and amidst billowing dust, the flow of people at the north gate of the capital almost completely blocked it.

Hunting teams of varying sizes and formations, moving from north to south, constantly

entered and exited a team would bring a mid-level magical beast into the city gate in a carriage, attracting envious

glances from those around them. Capturing a mid-level magical beast was no easy feat.

"Damn it, this trip was a real disaster! Not only did I lose two brothers, but after all the hard work of catching a

level three magical beast, it's dead!" On the main road outside the city gate, seven or eight burly men covered in blood cursed

as they walked along. Behind them, on the carriage frame, lay the carcass of a sizable magical beast.

"We were hoping it could make a name for itself at the Beast Festival and earn a thousand or eight hundred gold coins. Now look what happened, all that

hard work nothing. We can only sell it as meat, and that little bit of money won't even cover the compensation for our two brothers," a burly man

said, his face full of resentment.

"Damn it, what bad luck!" a man who seemed to be the leader spat and cursed.

Following the leader's curses, several men covered in blood could only mutter helplessly and

head towards the city gate in sight.

The capital city had a large flow of people, and the checks at the entrance were quite strict. All weapons and swords were prohibited from being brought in.

Everyone entering the city had official documents proving their identity. Those carrying loads had their loads checked, those pushing carts

had their carts checked, those driving carriages had their carriages checked, and even the bundles they carried had to be carefully examined to prevent the entry of

contraband into the capital.

A long queue formed at the city gate, where city guards meticulously inspected the belongings of passersby. An old man attempted to

enter the city , but a guard, after feeling his baggage, suddenly paused, opened it, and pulled out a cold, sharp weapon.

He tossed it into a nearby basket, saying, "This thing is no good! You can't bring it into the city!"

"This...this is a pair of scissors..." the old man stammered, his face contorted in distress. "I'm a tailor, and

I can't !"

"Damn it! Do you even have scissors this long? They're long enough to cut your neck! This is a weapon, and

you can't bring it into the city. Enough nonsense!" The guard shoved the old man aside and called to the guards behind him, "Next,

hurry up! Checking you all in this sweltering heat is unbearable!"

Just then, the sound of hooves echoed from the north-bound road.

Dust billowed at the end of the scorching road, and the figure of a mount gradually emerged from the yellow smoke.

At first, the city guards and pedestrians at the city gate didn't notice the approaching rider, but as he drew nearer and his mount

became clearer, someone exclaimed, "A unicorn!"

Upon hearing "unicorn," everyone turned to look. Unicorns are level eight magical beasts;

anyone possessing such a mount must be extremely wealthy and powerful. However, when everyone recognized the mount, their eyes widened in shock.

The city gate officer rushed onto the drawbridge, shouting, "It's... him! He actually dared to come!" With

a whoosh, almost all the city guards rushed onto the drawbridge, respectfully welcoming the approaching rider. (The last sentence appears to be a fragment and doesn't translate directly.)

Like fire, under the blazing sun, the mount gleamed, as if clad in golden armor, dazzlingly bright, especially

its golden horns, which shone brilliantly and attracted even more attention.

"The Crimson Dragon Beast!" someone gasped, exclaiming in surprise.

Indeed, it was the Crimson Dragon Beast. Which of the city guards at the gate didn't recognize it? However, when they saw

the rider on the Crimson Dragon Beast's back, they couldn't help but exchange bewildered glances. There wasn't a person riding on the dragon's back, but a person lying down, their head

covered by a straw hat to shield them from the sun; apparently, the person was sleeping on the dragon's back.

Watching the Crimson Dragon Beast approach the city gate, the five city guards looked at each other, at a loss for what to do. Finally, the gatekeeper

gritted his teeth, stepped forward, and stopped the Crimson Dragon Beast, shouting, "Who goes there? Dismount immediately for inspection!

" The Crimson Dragon Beast stopped automatically. Only then did the rider sit up and remove his bamboo hat.

When everyone saw his face, they couldn't help but feel a chill. Someone exclaimed, "The Golden Knife Prince Consort!"

Who else could it be but Wu Tianjiao? He lazily stretched on the dragon's back,

glancing casually at the city gate official, and said, "Inspection? Inspect what?"

The city gate official, as if he didn't recognize Wu Tianjiao, pointed to the notice posted on the city wall and said, "This is a restricted area of the capital.

No weapons are allowed inside. Please leave your weapons."

Wu Tianjiao glanced at the heavy iron sword hanging on his saddle and laughed, "I used to frequently enter and leave the capital, and no

one dared to confiscate my weapons. Heh! Don't you recognize me?"

The city gate official sneered, "I don't care who you are. It's been ordered that only generals and

their personal guards are allowed to carry weapons. All other officers and soldiers are prohibited from carrying weapons into the city. Anyone who disobeys will be arrested on the spot."

Wu Tianjiao frowned upon hearing this, thinking to himself, "I destroyed the Biyue Manor, and the news has already reached the capital.

Hmph! It seems Wu Wudi did this intentionally to cause me trouble!" He then snorted coldly, "What if I don't hand over my weapons?"

"Take him down on the spot, come on!" The city gate officer roared, and immediately a dozen city guards

rushed out the city gate, crossed the drawbridge, and surrounded him with their swords drawn.

Wu Tianjiao was secretly furious and was about to teach these arrogant fools a lesson when someone

shouted, "Stop!"

A group of men came out of the city gate and crossed the drawbridge. Leading them was a young

military general , wearing a plain robe, riding a magnificent white horse without a single stray hair. He had a sword at his side,

and a nine-turn dragon-patterned silver spear hanging from a bird-winged victory hook. This man had eight-colored eyebrows and bright eyes, and his brows exuded a chilling killing intent

. He was imposing and dignified without being angry.

Upon seeing the young military officer, the city gate official and all the city guards shuddered. Not daring to be negligent, they

quickly saluted, shouting in unison, "Greetings, Vice Admiral!"

Wu Tianjiao was quite surprised to see this young officer, and the young officer was equally surprised; they knew each other and

were not strangers. It turned out that this young officer was none other than Lu Chong, the heir of the Lu family, one of the four great families of the capital.

Lu Chong sized up Wu Tianjiao, chuckled, and said, "Your Highness, you're finally back! These blind

fools dared to obstruct your arrival; I'll deal with them later!" He then rode up to Wu Tianjiao's side and

lowered his voice , "You have quite the nerve! You burned down Biyue Manor and still dare to come back? Get out of here, leave the capital,

and never come back!"

Wu Tianjiao smiled, as if he hadn't heard him, and said, "It's been a few months, and Brother Lu has become

a vice-admiral! Congratulations!" He then whispered, "I'm not one to back down from trouble. I'm not afraid of anything."

"I won't be coming back, Brother Lu. How are my six wives now?"

At this moment, the city gate officer knelt on one knee before Wu Tianjiao and said, "I...I was blind and didn't know it was

the Golden Knife ...Prince Consort. I have offended you greatly. Please forgive me!"

The other city guards also clasped their hands and knelt down, respectfully saying, "Please forgive me, Prince Consort!"

Their awe of Wu Tianjiao was not only because he was the Golden Knife Prince Consort of the Empire. He had made great contributions to

the Empire , slaying the Three Heroes of Shura and taming the Crimson Dragon Beast at the Royal Arena. These deeds were widely praised among

the people and admired by them.

Lu Chong waved his hand, dismissing them, and said to Wu Tianjiao, "Brother Wu, your six wives

went to Xuantian Temple with the Empress Dowager long ago. They're probably already in Fengcheng, waiting for you! Brother Wu,

the capital city now is not what it was when the late Emperor was in power, you..."

Wu Tianjiao quickly waved his hand and chuckled, "Since I'm here, I have to go into the city, hehe! I

understand what you mean, Brother Lu. So what happened earlier was your deliberate arrangement? To prevent me from entering the city and taking risks. I

'll remember your kindness, Brother Lu. After all, I'm the Golden Sword Prince Consort, and I doubt anyone would dare to do anything to me. Brother Lu, I've returned from afar,

shouldn't you treat me to a meal at Jiangshan Tower?"

Seeing that he was stubbornly determined to go into the city, Lu Chong was helpless and smiled bitterly, "Of course! Since you

insist on going into the city, I can't help you. I can only hope you have good luck!" With that, he led the way, taking Wu

Tianjiao across the drawbridge and into the city.

After entering the city, the two walked along the main street. The streets were the same as before, but there were several times more

pedestrians than usual, making it incredibly crowded.

Wu Tianjiao noticed that most of the pedestrians were martial artists, and almost everyone was leading a pet—

some were low-level magical beasts, some were mid-level, and some were even high-level level seven magical beasts. Seeing

so was a rare sight in the past.

Lu Chong and Wu Tianjiao walked side by side. Seeing his surprised look, Lu Chong laughed, "In a few days, it will be the Beast Fighting

Festival. This time of year is the most lively time in the capital. Demon hunters from all over the country will

send their hunted magical beasts to the capital to sell. If there are high-level magical beasts, they will even be sent to the royal arena to participate in the fighting!"

Wu Tianjiao suddenly understood. Beast fighting was a traditional entertainment game for nobles, and also a form of gambling.

They placed bets on each other, brought out their respective magical beasts, and put them in the arena to fight. Whoever's magical beast won won

the bet. This was beast fighting, a path to either ruin or wealth. Winning made you rich, losing might

send you from noble to commoner.

Beast fighting was an entertainment game that only nobles could afford. Commoners simply didn't have the financial means to participate; they were just there to watch.

Nobles not only fought beasts at the Beast Fighting Festival, but also often did so on a daily basis. Beast fighting was full of bloodshed and slaughter.

It's not just

The royal arena in the capital was a place for beast fighting, and Wu Tianjiao was no stranger to it. This

place was often the site of bloody scenes of humans fighting beasts, humans killing beasts, and beasts eating humans; Wu Tianjiao had heard of it but

had never witnessed it firsthand.

Hearing Lu Chong's words, Wu Tianjiao was intrigued, thinking to himself, "I have over a hundred Heavenly Lion Beasts in my spatial storage.

If I participate in the beast fighting, I should be able to win a considerable amount of money!" Thinking this, he slowed down his Crimson Dragon Beast and glanced sideways

at Lu Chong. Lu Chong noticed the glint in his eyes, which seemed to indicate ill intent, and wondered why. He couldn't help but

shiver and said, "Brother Wu... why are you looking at me like that?"

Wu Tianjiao chuckled and said, "Brother Lu, I've often heard that betting on beast battles can make a lot of money. Your

Lu family is a prominent family, I wonder if... you'll be participating in the beast battles this time?"

Lu Chong shook his head with a wry smile and said, "Brother Wu, don't belittle me.

You know how little my Lu family has! Even if we wanted to participate in beast battles, where would we get any high-level magical beasts to offer? Even if we had high-level magical beasts,

our Lu family wouldn't be willing to put them in the arena. Winning would be great, but losing would not only mean losing the high-level magical beasts,

but also our bets!"

"What if it's a sure thing?" Wu Tianjiao chuckled. "Brother Lu, I find you quite

pleasing to the eye. How about this... how about we cooperate?"

Lu Chong was taken aback, surprised. "Cooperate? Cooperate on what..." Before he could finish, he suddenly realized, glancing at

the Crimson Dragon Beast beneath Wu Tianjiao, and said, "You mean... you want your Crimson Dragon Beast to participate in beast fighting? That won't do!

Everyone knows the Crimson Dragon Beast; no one would be foolish enough to fight you!"

Wu Tianjiao shook his head, grinning slyly. "Crimson Fire is my mount. How could I possibly send it to the arena to fight

? Brother Lu, what I mean is, I won't participate; I'll only send magical beasts. You'll handle everything, and we'll

split the profits, how about that?"

"What? You have other magical beasts besides the Crimson Dragon Beast?" Lu Chong looked

Wu Tianjiao up and down with interest, and said with a smile, "You should know that only mid-level magical beasts can appear in the Royal Arena. Your

Crimson Dragon Beast is a rare top-level magical beast, already on the list of nobles. Unless someone

challenges , your Crimson Dragon Beast is not allowed to appear in the Royal Arena!"

"I've already said, I won't let my Crimson Flame participate in the battle!" Wu Tianjiao said solemnly, "Brother Lu, to put it bluntly

, are you interested in cooperating with me? If not, then I'll have to find someone else to cooperate with, hehe! Let me tell you,

a god of wealth like me is hard to find. Once this opportunity is gone, it'll be gone forever!"

"This..." Seeing how serious he was, and not joking, Lu Chong hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

"Alright! As long as Brother Wu is interested, I, Lu Chong, will gladly oblige. Although my Lu family isn't exactly wealthy,

we still have tens of thousands of gold coins! But... I wonder if Brother Wu could let me see the magical beast you're using for the fight?"

Wu Tianjiao chuckled, patted his shoulder, and said, "Don't worry! You will see it, but

that will have to wait until we reach the arena!"

The two rode slowly, and in no time, they arrived at the central street of the "capital city center," at Jiangshan Tower.

Upon seeing Jiangshan Tower, a shadow fell over Wu Tianjiao's face, and a murderous glint flashed in his eyes.

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