Chapter 2220 - 1195: Dharma Sect Prisoner

Listening to his adoptive father’s ambitious words, Yang Xiao also felt a proud sense of shared glory, the kind of carefree tone casually evaluating the heroes of the world truly set his heart aflame.

As his own strength improved, the image of strongmen in Yang Xiao’s mind continued to update and iterate, from initially Director Nalan, then the Overlord Spear Wu Qingcang, and now it’s replaced by his own adoptive father, the Cannibal Buddha.

Yang Xiao firmly believes that one day he will surpass all these powerful figures, ascend to the Peak of Apostle, and become a well-known figure.

He carries the weight of too many people’s expectations, he wants to climb step by step to greater heights, rise above others, and not disappoint the expectations of Director Nalan and the others.

As if sensing the flame rising in Yang Xiao’s heart, the Cannibal Buddha seemed to see his own shadow on him: "Dachaya, a lion resides in your heart; you are destined not to be an ordinary person. Boldly walk the path you’ve chosen. This is your home, we will all be behind you."

The promise from the Esoteric Cannibal Buddha was self-evidently valuable, and Yang Xiao knew that his adoptive father would be his staunchest support in the future.

"Thank you for your support, adoptive father!" Yang Xiao paused and then curiously asked, "Adoptive father, you said you gave many of your peers opportunities, and I was one of only two who passed the test, so... who is the other person?"

The Cannibal Buddha kept his hands behind his back, fully displaying the demeanor of a strongman, and said in a dull voice, "It is your brother, Ye Yin. When he faced my test, his spiritual power was not even as strong as yours now."

"It’s him..." In Yang Xiao’s mind automatically appeared the face of that dark-skinned, burly man.

This person spoke very little, even at banquets, he was very silent. He was also a Young Priest of the Esoteric Sect, holding an equivalent status to himself.

Ye Yin in Myanmar-Tai represents bravery, ferocity, fearless and undaunted.

He really had underestimated this brother, indeed, world heroes are like fish crossing the river and cannot be underestimated.

Yang Xiao had personally experienced the pressure from the Cannibal Buddha, naturally knowing the terrifying nature of such pressure. He once thought he would truly die here today, and Ye Yin had also endured such a near-death oppression. What shocked Yang Xiao even more was that the opponent’s spiritual power was even less than his current level when passing the test.

It seems that these Young Priests of the Esoteric Sect are not common individuals. Ye Yin’s bravery, Karuna Young Priest’s resourcefulness, these are what the High Priest admires in them and what allowed them to be adopted as sons.

And it was the same for himself, what his adoptive father admired was his loyalty and integrity.

"Dachaya, although your spiritual power isn’t strong, with your combat experience and excellent magic artifact configuration, not to mention apostles of the same level, even elders at the Peak of Ghost Level may not be your match."

"Tonight, I have arranged a battle for you at the Martial Training Field. Your opponent is a captured Dharma Sect elder. At that time, I will lead the Elder Council elders to watch the battle. You... must not disappoint me." The Cannibal Buddha said in a deep tone.

"Adoptive father, rest assured, I will do my utmost. The Dharma Sect is my adoptive father’s arch-enemy, and has also harmed me to this point. They are my sworn enemy!" Yang Xiao knew this was the moment to show his loyalty.

The Cannibal Buddha was very satisfied with Yang Xiao’s attitude. This battle was arranged especially for Yang Xiao.

To promote an outsider to Young Priest, even if future succession of the High Priest’s position is not possible, is still a great honor and an unprecedented major event in the Esoteric Sect’s history.

Although the Cannibal Buddha is unquestioned within the Esoteric Sect, there are inevitably somewhat rebellious elders gossiping below.

In order to silence these people, and also to prove his worthiness for this position, Yang Xiao must show what he’s made of.

Taking down an arch-enemy, a Dharma Sect elder, as the target is perfectly suitable, while showcasing his strength and taking this person’s head as an allegiance pledge to the Esoteric Sect.

"Use the knife in your hand, like you would thrust at me, resolve the battle head-on. You understand what I mean, right?" The Cannibal Buddha’s expression was stern.

"Understood!" Yang Xiao nodded heavily.

This fight needs not only to be won but to be won cleanly and impressively. If victory is achieved through stealth, it would cause the Cannibal Buddha to lose face and also influence the elders’ perception of him.

Yang Xiao knows how to manage the balance within that.

Now Yang Xiao understood why adoptive father called him today; it was clearly a lesson before the big fight, a special after-hours training.

After returning to rest, not long past midnight, a squad of Esoteric Sect’s Forbidden Army took Yang Xiao to the Martial Training Field.

The Martial Training Field was lit with torches, and quite a few people were already seated at the viewing platform, with his adoptive father, the Cannibal Buddha, seated in the middle.

Sitting alongside the Cannibal Buddha was the Esoteric Sect Martyr, followed by Elder Kunpa and other elders.

Many of these were familiar faces, and Yang Xiao saw his brother Ye Yin among them, sitting calmly and watching him.

In less than half a minute, a person was escorted up. It was a middle-aged man, dressed in Dharma Sect’s white attire, tall and robust, a full head taller than Yang Xiao.

This person was shackled with heavy wooden shackles, dragging metal foot shackles, and disheveled, with a braid left at the back of his head, clearly having suffered many torment beforehand yet still with fierce eyes.

Upon seeing the Cannibal Buddha on the platform, his emotions turned excited, opening his mouth to emit unclear, strange sounds as if cursing.

Yang Xiao couldn’t understand his words, not only because the other spoke Myanmar-Tai but also as his tongue had been cut off halfway, requiring careful listening for each syllable pronounced.