Chapter 13 Behemoth Beast (Part 2)_1

Nina hummed, "Although the combination of magic and martial arts can produce great power, since it's not specialized, the cultivation speed will significantly reduce after reaching the Green rank. Perhaps success is still possible, but the effort required is several times that of a lone Mage or warrior. And after reaching the Zi rank, Magic Martial Warriors may not necessarily have an advantage over individual warriors or Mages."

Ye Yinzhu shook his head, "I don't know if what you're saying is right or wrong, but I trust that Grandpa Qin would never harm me."

Nina looked at Ye Yinzhu's calm yet very persistent gaze and didn't know what to say for a moment. From the bottom of her heart, she wouldn't doubt Qin Shang's teaching—after all, Qin Shang was the Continent's number one Divine Music Master, unmatched in the field of Divine Music. Yet, she couldn't figure out why Qin Shang would let Ye Yinzhu choose the path of Magic and Martial Dual Cultivation. What's more, she didn't know that what Ye Yinzhu was cultivating wasn't the common definition of Magic and Martial Dual Cultivation.

"Alright, let's not talk about this. What happened on the competition field today? Why did the Snow Spirit You Ming suddenly switch sides during the fight?" This question was the real reason Nina sought out Ye Yinzhu.

Ye Yinzhu smiled bitterly, "I don't know either, perhaps our music influenced it."

Nina shook her head, "That's not right. Influencing magical beasts with music is something we Divine Music Masters excel at since most magical beasts have weak spiritual power. With some low-level magical beasts, we can even use music to completely strip them of their combat abilities. But today, you faced the Snow Spirit You Ming, which has the potential to grow into a rank Nine intelligent magical beast. It's also of the Undead type, so our music's harm to it can be said to be minimal. Even if you could affect its emotions, you couldn't possibly have controlled it to switch sides!"

Ye Yinzhu responded subconsciously, "Maybe it had something to do with the song of 'A Ghostly Beauty' we chose today."

Nina's eyes lit up, "'A Ghostly Beauty,' the Undead-type Snow Spirit You Ming. The relationship between these... it seems that our Divine Music Department has a new topic to study. I must think carefully. If in the future, every Divine Music Master can make their opponent's magical beast switch sides, then, even when facing Dragon Cavalry..." At this thought, she couldn't help but dance with excitement, her eyes shining brightly, somewhat reminiscent of Xueling just a moment ago.

"Alright, Yin Zhu, you should go back and rest. Recover your spiritual power well, as you'll have to continue competing tomorrow." With a goal in mind, Director Nina immediately stopped paying attention to Ye Yinzhu, her entire being absorbed in her excited contemplation.

After leaving Nina's office, Ye Yinzhu didn't go back to class. The recent victory had excited the whole Divine Music Department, but everyone had overlooked the toll it had taken on Ye Yinzhu. As the main player, he alone had withstood the entire attack of the opposing five people and a Snow Spirit You Ming. The consumption of his Douqi and spiritual power was extremely huge. If it weren't for his foundation, built so solidly from cultivating the Pure Qinxin since childhood, he might not have held on. Especially since the full-force strike he had been holding back hadn't been released, his body had already sustained certain injuries under the Elemental Backlash, and a persistent feeling of weakness kept washing over his brain. Therefore, as soon as he stepped out of Nina's office, Ye Yinzhu headed out; he needed to rush back to the dormitory to rest.

"Yin Zhu." Just as he stepped out of the Divine Music Master's Teaching Building, Ye Yinzhu heard someone calling him.

Sura popped up from somewhere, his face looking somewhat pale, his gaze at Ye Yinzhu becoming a bit strange.

"Sura, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?" Ye Yinzhu mustered his energy and reached out to touch Sura's forehead.

"I'm not unwell," Sura swatted away Ye Yinzhu's hand, his voice somewhat strange, "Congratulations, you won again."

Ye Yinzhu forced a bitter smile, "There's nothing worth congratulating, it's really just luck playing a big part. Sura, you don't look well."

Clenching his teeth viciously, Sura replied, "I can't look good. Ye Yinzhu, I'm going to kill you." His slender body suddenly erupted with astonishing speed. The distance between them was already short, and Ye Yinzhu, due to the excessive exertion, had significantly slower reactions. Before he could respond, Sura's hands were already clutching his throat. Given the difference in their stature, Sura was now practically hanging on Ye Yinzhu.

A cold and slippery sensation came from his neck, Sura's hands were very cold, his expression was ferocious, but he didn't really apply any force.

"Sura, what are you doing?" Ye Yinzhu exclaimed in shock.

A complex look filled Sura's eyes, even misty with a layer of moisture, he abruptly let go of Ye Yinzhu, "You, I hate you to death. Why does the Divine Music Department have to win, why..."

"I..." Suddenly, Sura let go of him, making Ye Yinzhu feel as if the world was spinning, and as the excessive expenditure and elemental backlash finally took effect, darkness veiled his sight and his body pitched forward.

As Sura's mind was strongly troubled by another matter, he shouted in shock at the sight of Ye Yinzhu collapsing in his direction. Before he could react, Ye Yinzhu had already crashed into him. Instinctively acting to save himself, as he fell, Ye Yinzhu stretched out his hands, trying to grasp something to support himself, and when he collided with Sura, his right hand happened to land on Sura's chest, his palm tightening and with Sura's support, he stabilized himself.

"Sura, so your pectoral muscles are this solid too." Those were the last words Ye Yinzhu uttered before passing out.

Supporting Ye Yinzhu's body, Sura's face flushed red then white intermittently, and that pitch-black dagger appeared in his hand at some unknown time. Looking at the hand of Ye Yinzhu that still clutched his chest, he hesitated for a long time but still couldn't bring himself to stab with the dagger.

The Northernmost Wilderness covered over a quarter of the Ryuzakinus Continent's area, located at the northernmost part of the continent, perpetually harsh and cold. In the southern border of the Northernmost Wilderness, it is bordered by the Ascoli Kingdom to the southwest, the Milan Empire directly to the south, and the Flore Empire to the southeast. Human kingdoms, to defend against the Beastmen of the Northernmost Wilderness, have placed heavy troops along the frontier. Likewise, the Beastman Clan is always on guard against human invasions; thus, right at the borders with these three countries, three fortresses were built. They are the Solomon Fortress adjacent to the Ascoli Kingdom, Thor Hammer Fort adjoining the Milan Empire, and War God Fortress at the margin with the Flore Empire.

In the eyes of humans, Beastmen are seen as barbaric, impure-blooded wild people. However, the truth is that although the intelligence of Beastmen on average might be low, the intelligence of higher-ranking Beastmen is in no way inferior to that of humans. This could be seen from the majority of noble Beastmen who closely resemble human beings in their appearance.

Zi stood on a small mound five miles away from Thor Hammer Fort, his eyes emanating a cold light as he gazed at the fortress walls twenty zhang high. Both hands gripped the heavy iron rod that supported his body, and he had stood there motionless for a full hour.

"Ten years have passed, and I never thought I would have a day to return to Thor Hammer. You would never have imagined that the child you once hunted down has come back. From the northernmost to the southernmost, and from the southernmost back to the northernmost, Zi's fury will eventually melt the ice and snow of the Northernmost Wilderness."

Two intimidating beams of light shot forth from Zi's eyes, and the muscles on his arms suddenly bulged, veins prominent. No one could doubt those were arms filled with explosive power.