Chapter 8: Chapter 198: Scared! It Can Even Breathe Fire

Thinking about it this way, Feng Jiuge also felt it was reasonable; she wanted to see just how strong this White Tiger Beast actually was! Was it strong enough to warrant her stepping in personally?

The White Tiger Beast first tapped the protective shield with its paw to sense how much spiritual power was stored within it. The previous charging of the little bull beast, though the little bull lacked great strength, had actually helped the White Tiger Beast; at the very least, the White Tiger Beast could now expend less effort.

After testing it, the White Tiger Beast knew how many strikes it needed to make and how much force to use before it began to act. "One, two... seven." The entire protective shield vibrated once, and cracks began to appear.

Meanwhile, Long Zhantian, who had left to return to the 'King's Altar,' was currently discussing matters with his master, Perfected Master Xiuyuan. Long Zhantian could sense that the protective shield was being attacked because he had infused his own spiritual power into it.

Seeing his disciple Long Zhantian project the image of Feng Jiuge's situation into the air using his spiritual power, Perfected Master Xiuyuan found it somewhat incomprehensible and asked, "Why is that young girl in the Magic Beast Forest again?"

Long Zhantian did not answer Perfected Master Xiuyuan's question, but he remained quite calm.

However, as an elder, he feared his disciple wouldn't know how to cherish the young girl. If he threw her into the Abyss for training and she got injured or encountered danger, it would be too late for regrets.

Upon seeing the White Tiger Beast in the image again, Perfected Master Xiuyuan lost his composure; that White Tiger Beast was no gentle creature. It was a veteran figure within the Magic Beast Forest, especially its 'Hedong Lion's Roar,' which had claimed the lives of many.

"I'm telling you, this White Tiger Beast is extremely formidable. If you cherish that girl, hurry over there," Perfected Master Xiuyuan took a breath and bravely spoke his mind.

One had never seen a master with such little status before. *Sigh*, having such an accomplished disciple who surpassed his master—he didn't know if this was a good thing or a bad thing!

"To be a woman of Long Zhantian, one must be able to withstand trials. It just so happens a White Tiger Beast has arrived; it can serve as practice for her. Tempering oneself is necessary after all." Long Zhantian did not take the White Tiger Beast seriously at all.

"Xiao Feng, look here..." Long Zhantian returned to the topic they were discussing earlier, acting as if nothing had happened.

Long Zhantian had a tender side toward Feng Jiuge, but the competitive factor within him had not diminished. Feng Jiuge had infinite potential, but there was still a vast gap between her and himself.

In the Magic Beast Forest, Feng Jiuge knew that if the White Tiger Beast gave the shield one more gentle bump with its head, the shield would be completely shattered. She thought to herself, "This White Tiger Beast isn't bad; it actually managed to crack Long Zhantian's shield in just a few hits without even breaking a sweat!"

As the White Tiger Beast broke through and its head lunged toward her with momentum, Feng Jiuge quickly dodged, rolling to the side to avoid the impact.

Feng Jiuge opened her palm, and a sickle appeared in her hand. Taking advantage of the moment the White Tiger Beast failed to recover, Feng Jiuge rapidly closed in. Just as she was about to slash the sickle under the White Tiger Beast's neck, the beast raised its paw and swiped the sickle out of her hand, sending it clattering to the ground.

Feng Jiuge pushed herself up from the ground. The sickle had landed, so she reached out, scooped it up, and put it away. Knowing she couldn't get close to the White Tiger Beast's body, the sickle was of no use. She performed a mid-air flip and landed steadily.

Feng Jiuge tested her wrist, and the 'Spider Silk Silver Needles' slid into her palm from her sleeve. Using Mind Reading, every move of the White Tiger Beast was within Feng Jiuge's grasp; she had figured out its patterns and knew exactly where it would move next.

Seizing the opportunity, Feng Jiuge's fingers moved slightly, and the 'Spider Silk Silver Needles' shot from her hand toward the White Tiger Beast.

Unfortunately, the keen White Tiger Beast, upon observing the movement of Feng Jiuge's fingers, already knew how she intended to counterattack.

The White Tiger Beast swept its front paw across the ground, and instantly, it was obscured by the swirling dust. Using the dust as cover, the White Tiger Beast prevented Feng Jiuge from using Mind Reading on it.

The White Tiger Beast did not dare to move recklessly, fearing that Feng Jiuge, hidden behind the dust, would hear its footsteps and use the 'Spider Silk Silver Needles' to strike it.

But there was no benefit to this stalemate. On the other side, Feng Jiuge had not expected the White Tiger Beast to know she possessed Mind Reading and to be clever enough to hide itself so effectively; she couldn't even see its eyes, let alone its silhouette.

Everything around became so silent that even the sound of a distant bird flying through the trees and hitting the leaves was crystal clear.

The White Tiger Beast took the initiative, suddenly letting out a fierce roar as it broke through the dust barrier and lunged at Feng Jiuge. Feng Jiuge, who had been listening intently, knew the beast's movement and was prepared at all times. Just as Feng Jiuge was about to strike, the White Tiger Beast unexpectedly changed direction, appearing behind her to launch a sneak attack.

This move of 'distracting the enemy to strike the west' was brilliant! Just as the White Tiger Beast's front paw was about to touch Feng Jiuge's back, a butterfly flew past with a "whoosh." Feng Jiuge was saved. At that moment, she clung to Die Wu, who said angrily, "You don't care about your life, but I do! Don't forget we share the same fate; you have to be responsible for my life!"

On the other side, the White Tiger Beast was left standing there dazed, unable to see what had happened. In the blink of an eye, where did the person go?

"You came at the perfect time. Did you bring the whip?" Feng Jiuge's only thought now was to defeat the White Tiger Beast; nothing else mattered.

"I brought the Dragon Soaring Whip specifically for you. Otherwise, why would I come here to look for trouble!" Die Wu was clearly sarcastically implying that Feng Jiuge was 'looking for trouble for no reason.'

"Mm, not bad. It feels like it has good texture, and Zijiao's speed is quite fast. Truly skillful!" Jiuge praised.

Watching the White Tiger Beast gnashing its teeth, Feng Jiuge said amusedly, "Use this Dragon Soaring Whip to greet our distinguished guest. Die Wu, fly to its side; I want to test the power of this whip."

Having received the command, Die Wu had no choice but to obey. With a flap of her wings, she flew to the upper left of the White Tiger Beast. Unaware that the enemy was behind her, the White Tiger Beast was struck hard by Feng Jiuge, causing it to jump in pain. The strike was so powerful it tore the skin, exposing the beast's raw flesh.

"Tsk tsk tsk, it seems the Dragon Soaring Whip is quite powerful. Just one strike and it's in that much pain." Feng Jiuge was in a great mood; ignoring the fact that the whip was stained with the White Tiger Beast's blood, she touched it and gave it a tug.

Die Wu was somewhat stunned, her eyes turning into blank lines as if a cold wind had passed through. She thought to herself, *Damn it, this whip is made of Dragon Soaring Grass and has great toughness. On top of that, you're treating it like it's your enemy, being so ruthless and using such massive spiritual power. It's lucky it didn't die.*

The White Tiger Beast rolled around on the ground a few times to coat its wound in mud to prevent infection, then stood up again. However, that previous whip strike had indeed been difficult for it to endure.

Now on guard, the White Tiger Beast watched Feng Jiuge's every move with predatory eyes. As Feng Jiuge slowly approached, preparing to swing the whip, the White Tiger Beast lunged, attempting to knock Die Wu to the ground. But the quick-reacting Die Wu spun in mid-air and slowly ascended, making it impossible for the beast to touch her.

During the rotation, Die Wu flapped her wings, scattering crystalline scale powder onto the White Tiger Beast below. The White Tiger Beast hurriedly retreated, seeing the scattered powder shimmering gold in the sunlight, making it difficult to open its eyes. It was obvious at a glance that it was nothing good.

Then it lowered its head and crouched its body. From its posture, Feng Jiuge could tell it was brewing something.

Suddenly, the White Tiger Beast unleashed its signature 'Hedong Lion's Roar.' It let out a roar that truly "lingered in the rafters"!

Die Wu carried Feng Jiuge toward the back of the White Tiger Beast. The scale powder Die Wu had scattered was blown far away by the roar, but what was unbearable was the deafening, ear-splitting sound.

Feng Jiuge, who had assumed she was safe just by staying in mid-air, had miscalculated. She hadn't expected that beast to be able to breathe fire—and blue fire at that, something she had never heard of.

Feeling a slight burning sensation on her wings along with the smell of something scorched, Die Wu realized her wings had been damaged by the flames the White Tiger Beast spat. She flapped her wings and flew toward the high sky, crying out, "Low altitude is too dangerous!"

The White Tiger Beast looked up somewhat proudly. "I didn't expect you to know I am the offspring of a Tiger Beast and a Fire-Breathing Dragon. Even if that settles the score for the previous whip strike, you two are quite impressive. Usually, I don't even need to use this move; almost no one knows about it."

Seeing that the White Tiger Beast had a counter for her every move, Feng Jiuge felt suppressed. *How can I break through?* Feng Jiuge muttered in her heart, hoping to find a way to crack its defense and locate its weak point.

"But clearly, at high altitude, we won't be threatened by the White Tiger Beast," Feng Jiuge plotted with Die Wu in her mind.

"Perhaps the two of us should act separately. How about a 'mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind' approach?" Die Wu suggested.

"That would be excellent!" But Feng Jiuge did not show it; she remained expressionless, fearing that the White Tiger Beast might become wary.

Die Wu carried Feng Jiuge through several rotations in the air, slowly decreasing their altitude. As they reached the point closest to the White Tiger Beast, they accelerated, spinning at high speed. They also scattered crystalline scale powder to confuse its vision. In a flash, Feng Jiuge leaped, landing accurately on a nearby tree to await her moment.

The White Tiger Beast did not notice that Feng Jiuge was no longer on Die Wu. To avoid the falling scale powder, it took a few steps back. Just as it was about to perform its 'Hedong Lion's Roar,' Feng Jiuge jumped down from the tree, pouring all her spiritual power into the Dragon Soaring Whip. She delivered a sudden, violent strike directly against the White Tiger Beast's arched back. The White Tiger Beast immediately collapsed. It tried to stand up several times but could not.

Feng Jiuge knew she had successfully subdued the White Tiger Beast; it no longer had the strength to fight back.

Because the White Tiger Beast's 'Hedong Lion's Roar' required it to gather all its strength in its back, causing the spine to arch as it accumulated power, that single whip strike had completely shattered the White Tiger Beast's spine. It was unlikely it would ever have the chance to stand again.