Escape!

In the inner part of the tiger clans territory a small group of young cubs were gathered together, some newborn and others without any spirit energy and a couple of older tigers.

Some of the older Tigers had not yet become spirit beasts while a couple had reached spirit gathering 1st and 2nd rank.

They were accompanied by the young tiger twins, the brother had a proud and resolute appearance while the sister had noble and elegant aura surrounding her.

They all gathered by the old tigers home as they gathered everyone together to escape while the wolves are distracted.

Some of the older tigers walked up to pick up the tiger cubs to bring on their journey, leaving behind their precious treasures and anything of value.

Anything that they wished to bring with them they would have to leave behind as it would only slow them down and lower their chances of survival.

"Bro will we really be okay? What about mom and dad will they be safe?" The sister asked with a trembling voice.

The brother shrugged as he gazed towards where his mother and father left and said resolutely. "I don't know but I promised father that we will escape no matter what happens so we have to continue on no matter what happens next."

The sisters body trembled as her head lowered and she sighed helplessly. 'If only I was strong enough to help the clan, I feel so useless!'

The sister had a gentle temperament and disliked fighting from a young age, she most liked cleanliness and had no interest in staining her fur with blood.

Due to this she made no progress in the growth of her strength and combat abilities while her brother quickly became the pride of the clan advancing quickly in his strength.

Faced with this crisis she could only mock her past self, what good would such things do for her now that her clan is facing extinction.

The cruel rule of the world had been shown to the young female tiger, strength decides everything and the strong freely control the lives of the weak as if they were crushing ants.

In the human cities a mortal man or cultivator could spend their early life training to be a scholar, chef or other common professions and build up their reputation and position within the city.

All that had been built up from the hard work could be erased in an instant, one bad argument with someone unknown or accidentally offending someone from a powerful family or a powerful cultivator and their lives would be over.

In the world of martial cultivation humans and beasts lives are insignificant in the eyes of a superior existence, nobody wished to offend the powerful and those from a powerful background otherwise everything they worked towards could be destroyed, stolen or they could lose their lives or freedom.

Even some famous and arrogant cultivators who specialise in alchemy and weapon forging are forcefully made to submit and work for powerful influences like a slave because they do not possess the strength to resist.

The only way to control ones own life was to grow stronger to protect themselves and what is precious to them.

The same goes for beasts, the weaker beasts will be killed by the stronger beasts and have their flesh and beast cores devoured by them, their whole families slaughtered on a whim or chance encounter.

In order to protect oneself and their loved ones they must strive to strengthen themselves and fight in order to grow stronger and survive.

The little sister had been living a sheltered life within the clan and had not suffered any hardships from birth while her brother struggled in life and death situations under the strict protection of the clan.

The little sister looked up to see the determined spirit of her brother and realised how foolish she had been these years.

So what if she is covered in blood?

So what if she has to hurt others?

So what if she suffers injuries?

So what if she has to kill?

So what if she has to devour her enemies?

In order to live on and protect those who have looked over her all her life, she must be merciless!

She looked towards her brother once more before picking up a newborn by the scruff of its neck and began to follow the group. "Let's go brother."

"Mm" The brother nodded his head in approval as he noticed his sisters change in temperament.

Travelling further out of the clans territory the group encountered a couple of weak beasts which the adults and brother dealt with swiftly.

The encounters slowed down their pace and some grew a little tired after keeping the young safe and trying to escape at their quickest speed.

The sounds of wolf howls were growing closer over time and the group began to grow restless.

The picked up their pace and continued forward.

Not too far behind a large group of wolves were moving in their direction as the elderly wolf sniffed the air and spoke slowly. "Their scent is coming from in front of us, they should not be too far away now."

Just as he spoke the other wolves revealed an excited look on their faces full of blood thirst.

The group of wolves had arrived at the inner territory of the tiger clan and found no one there and became enraged.

Fortunately the elderly wolf had experience in tracking enemies by their scent and lead them all to hunt the remaining tigers down.