Chapter 9

The archer captain glanced at the “Humpback Sloth” and said, “Say a few words, let them hear you.” Henry Bennett lazily opened his mouth: “You bunch of idiots…” Before he could finish, a wave of excited and astonished voices erupted below: “Ah, my god, it spoke! It really is an intelligent divine beast!”

“That’s right, that’s right, I knew I couldn’t be wrong, haha!”

“My god, I actually have the fortune to see an intelligent divine beast in my lifetime!” …

The crowd below was in an uproar. Henry Bennett looked at their excited faces in confusion: Why are these people so thrilled after being insulted by me? Are people in this world really this lowly?

Chapter 007: Bidding for the Divine Beast

“I’ll pay one hundred thousand gold coins!” The bear beastman who had first expressed doubt was the first to make an offer. He was dressed in fine clothes and clearly quite wealthy.

“One hundred thousand gold coins? Do you think you’re buying an elven slave girl? Tch, this is an intelligent divine beast! If you don’t have money, step aside!” A cocky young noble, surrounded by bodyguards, pushed through the crowd and stepped forward: “Five hundred thousand gold coins!” As soon as he spoke, the bearman was instantly cowed and retreated into the crowd in dejection. “Five hundred thousand gold coins!” The archer captain and his team were suddenly struck by happiness, feeling as if they’d been hit by a meteor—either way, they were about to faint.

Five hundred thousand gold coins would be enough to build a magnificent temple—once you have your own temple, you can found your own cult, recruit followers, and comfortably serve as the high priest, waiting for the faithful to respectfully offer up tributes.

Of course, founding a cult is by no means that simple, but at the very least, five hundred thousand gold coins is already an enormous fortune on the Divine Continent, enough to make anyone draw their blade! Even nobles enfeoffed by the temples would find it hard to produce such a huge sum at once. For this young noble to offer five hundred thousand gold coins right off the bat, he was clearly someone of great background.

Nobles are the class enfeoffed by the cults, responsible for managing territorial administration.

“Isn’t that Robert, son of Grand Duke Morpheus of Swallow Wave City?” a voice called out. From the crowd emerged a handsome young man with blond hair and blue eyes, draped in a gold-embroidered robe, a silver one-handed cross sword at his waist.

As soon as he appeared, the crowd exclaimed, “Jason—Beast Guardian Warrior Jason!” Beast Guardians are a special kind of magical beast. On the Divine Continent, where all beings are equal, everyone in the divine teams is treated fairly, and you can only choose either magic or martial skills. But the gods are especially generous to their cult’s protectors, granting them the ability to master both magic and martial arts. This ability is realized through the god’s pet—the Beast Guardian.

After passing a series of rigorous tests, a warrior merges with a Beast Guardian. The Beast Guardian gives up its life and survives in spiritual form within the warrior’s body, thus creating a Beast Guardian Warrior.

Jason is known as the number one Beast Guardian Warrior in Swallow Sea City—young, talented, and dashing, he is the dream lover of countless girls in the Heluo Cult.

Seeing him, Robert secretly felt uneasy. Besides being the top Beast Guardian Warrior in Swallow Sea City, Jason is also the nephew of Grand Duke Sisko of Swallow Cloud City, another major city of the Heluo Cult. The Duke of Sisko has no heirs, so Jason is the first in line to inherit the title.

Swallow Cloud City is the largest city in Heluo, with immense wealth. If he’s interested in this intelligent divine beast, Robert might not be able to outbid him. Robert frowned, growing wary.

Jason is a talented youth, far superior to the other “second-generation heirs.” No wonder Robert felt threatened.

Jason smiled and said, “What brings you to Swallow Sea City, Young Master Robert? Haha, what a coincidence. I just heard there’s an intelligent divine beast here, and I didn’t expect to run into you. Since we’re both interested, why not have a fair auction and see who wins?” Jason was shrewd, immediately making his interest in the divine beast clear and proposing an open competition, leaving Robert with no grounds to object.

Robert could only nod helplessly, inwardly furious, determined to win this round and put this golden-haired noble in his place!

On stage, Henry Bennett watched the crowd argue back and forth and suddenly found it amusing: If they knew I’m not actually a divine beast, but just a person, what kind of expressions would they have? It would surely be a sight to see! Henry Bennett wanted to laugh, but instead pulled a long face—he was hungry.

The adventurer team, seeing Henry Bennett’s expression, immediately knew what was going on. They’d traveled with this “divine beast” for a while and knew him too well. Now was not the time for any mistakes—if the “divine beast” lost spirit at this moment, all their efforts would be wasted. The riches and glory within reach would vanish like smoke.

The archer captain dared not slack off and quickly signaled to two warriors, but the warriors stood motionless. The archer captain was annoyed: What’s wrong with these two? Can’t they see what I mean?