310 The Meeting of a Young Lord and The Great Young Master (1/2)

The guards were clear that no matter how big a merit it was, it would only happen upon returning home.

For now, they had to carefully protect their young masters, mystical beasts, and especially Young Master Yun himself, before the deed was done.

In the process of training, they also sensed something was amiss. The mystical beasts in the Residence of Yun seemed to have their own ranking. Actually, it was more like the ranks among the mystical beasts was crystal clear.

To illustrate, the Phantom Vulture that just joined the family was obviously being isolated. The Lightning Cats ignored it, walking far away from it like they were afraid to catch its stench. For this, the experts nodded in understanding; they completely understood the cats.

After all, the Phantom Vulture was abhorrent. Almost all living creatures were reluctant to accept it. Everyone was clear about such a theory. Therefore, this Phantom Vulture sought its owner, Yun Yang, for safety all the time. It was understandable that it was close to Young Master Yun and kept following him around. After all, Yun Yang was the only person who showed any willingness to see it?

However, what was with the Lightning Cats?

Why were they bullying the Three-eye Boar and Ten Thousand Catty Bear whenever they had nothing to do? They even bullied the Black-winged Tiger…

What was going on here?

These were eighth-level mystical beasts!

Even if their genuine capabilities were debatable, they were still real eighth-level beasts! The blood that flowed through the veins and powerful lineage could not be faked.

What was the level of these Lightning Cats? Had they all eaten the courage of a panther? How dare they bully mystical beasts above their own level! This was provoking the lion in its den!

Young Master Yun was all for his Lightning Cats though. Once any conflict occurred among the mystical beasts, Young Master Yun would appear immediately to summon the cats back like he was scared that his Lightning Cats would be harmed.

Everyone felt that they could understand it too. The Lightning Cats were only beginner or intermediate level mystical beasts. Even when the Ten Thousand Catty Bear, Three-eye Boar, and Black-winged Tiger were just newborns, the levels were still there; once the higher leveled ones exploded in anger, the Lightning Cats would not be able to defend themselves against it. It was possible for them to die just from the shock alone.

In spite of this, they still disapproved of Yun Yang’s attitude. It was undeniable that one would be biased towards his own beasts, but did he have to coddle those Lightning Cats?

Was that not being overprotective?

As the mystical beasts spent more time together, these Lightning Cats actually formed an ego distinctive to the direct line of Yun Yang’s care; they were prideful and arrogant! They simply meowed day in and day out, pushing the Three-eye Boar and Ten Thousand Catty Bear around…

The experts from all four families felt their teeth clenching from how absurd things were.

Since they had to lower their stance by staying under someone else’s roof, did their mystical beasts come to the same realization as well?

Every day, the Phantom Vulture, Jiji, would come out first, followed by the Lightning Cats who formed a line and sashayed out. Sometimes, there were only four of them; sometimes, there were five… but no one could distinguish between them or tell them apart. After all, they looked exactly the same; only their sizes had the tiniest of differences.

As time passed, everyone got used to it.

As long as their family’s beast could advance in level, nothing posed an issue. After all, it was already defying the natural law of the mystical beasts from how the Lightning Cats could harass the higher level beasts and not be countered.

From the seventh day onwards, Yun Yang asked the three noble young masters aside to pass them the tricks of training mystical beasts individually. This struck the experts’ heart as they grew even more relieved – Young Master Yun was indeed trustworthy and performed his duties with full accountability.

Very responsible so!

…

From how things had worked out, Dong Tianleng had even lesser things to do.

This fellow had been playing with his sword and behaved sordidly for the past few days, having fun and being triumphant, but after Yun Yang taught the three young masters the ways of training beasts, there was no longer anyone who paid attention to him. The three young masters were already annoyed by how sordid he was, so they naturally thrust themselves into the task of training their beasts now that the proper matter called for their attention.

Dong Tianleng entertained himself for a few days and finally got bored of it. After all, one needed audience whether one was playing with the sword or being sordid. Who was he showing all that to if he was doing it alone?

”Shall we go for a drink?” Dong Tianleng hollered, afraid that no one had heard him.

No one responded.

”I’m buying… I said I’m buying. Who’s going? I’ll buy anything!” He cried again, the volume of his voice increasing.

Still, no one responded.

”I’m going by myself if you fellows aren’t going to… Don’t regret it! The offer only stands once!” Dong Tianleng shouted with all his might once again.

”F*ck off!” The three great young masters roared simultaneously.

”F*ck, you three are refusing a toast to drink to a forfeit? Your father wishes that all your mystical beasts become Phantom Vultures!” Dong Tianleng spewed a string of curses as he walked out himself in search for an alehouse to wash his misery away.

His guards sighed, shaking their heads, playing rock-paper-scissors to decide who would have to follow the young master. They fought fiercely to win; the one who lost, in the end, would have to follow Dong Tianleng!