Supreme Dragon Seal

A hint of green gradually appeared before his eyes, instantly relieving Qi Bei’s mood after facing endless yellow sand for several days.

The air he breathed was no longer dry and dusty, but refreshing and filled with vitality. The eerie energy field that had enveloped the sky disappeared, allowing for free flight.

Ahead lay a vast green grassland, where eagles soared in the sky and herds of wild horses and sheep ran across the meadows. This was a land where people lived.

The Netherworld God Mark on Qi Bei’s inner arm had faded away, relieving him of the worry of being tracked. Naturally, his mood became lighter.

No longer having to constantly worry about escaping for his life, Qi Bei slowed down his pace. With a burst of excitement, he leapt onto a magnificent head horse from the herd without much effort, taming it effortlessly. Riding on the horse, he headed towards the border city of Green Shade in the Falling Sunset Kingdom.

“Hey, big beard, wait!” When he was not far from Green Shade city, a few riders quickly approached him, led by a middle-aged man who shouted loudly.

Qi Bei glanced at them and noticed that they were members of a nomadic tribe from the grasslands, with dark skin and dressed in animal skins. The middle-aged man leading them was probably an Intermediate warrior, while the riders behind him were only at the level of Novice warriors.

However, their strength was considered formidable among ordinary people.

Qi Bei stopped, sensing that these people did not have ill intentions. But even if they did, he could easily crush them with a single finger.

Soon, the riders caught up to Qi Bei and stopped beside him. Their gaze first fixed on his horse as if it were a treasure, then shifted to him.

“We are from the Jehe tribe. I am called Han Misi, and these are my subordinates. This flame horse king you have tamed recently, many warriors from nearby tribes have tried to tame it but failed. We are truly impressed that you were able to tame it,” Han Misi praised with a respectful expression.

“Did you stop me just to ask about this horse?” Qi Bei asked with a smile.

“A hero deserves a magnificent steed. Only a true hero who has tamed the Flame Horse King is worthy of riding it. We stopped you for another matter,” Han Misi replied.

“Please go ahead,” Qi Bei said.

“Here’s the thing. Judging by your attire, you must be an adventurer. Our tribe has a batch of goods to be delivered to the royal city, but we lack manpower. So, we would like to hire you as a guard with a reward of three hundred gold coins. What do you think?” Han Misi explained, looking at Qi Bei with some anticipation. In his opinion, an adventurer who could tame the Flame Horse King, even if they possessed unique beast-taming skills, their strength would definitely not be far off. Moreover, their batch of goods was of great importance, which was why they had this idea upon first seeing him.

Three hundred gold coins? Qi Bei’s expression was a bit strange. Three hundred gold coins were not appealing to him at the moment. However, he also knew that three hundred gold coins would be a huge fortune for ordinary people. The Falling Sunset Kingdom was not large, and it would take about half a month to travel from Green Shade City to the royal city, which was considered good for most adventurers.

Seeing Qi Bei’s expression, Han Misi gritted his teeth and said, “If you find it insufficient, how about four hundred gold coins?”

Qi Bei laughed and said, “Deal. From now on, you can call me Hu Zi.”

Han Misi was overjoyed. Their tribe was not large, and he was the strongest in terms of strength, followed by a few subordinates who were only at the level of Novice warriors. The rest couldn’t even reach the level of a novice warrior. In the world of ordinary people, even a novice warrior was considered a respected strong individual.

“Brother Hu Zi, follow me,” Han Misi said.

Following Han Misi and the others, Qi Bei arrived at an area of tents with distinctive characteristics. Many children were playing and fighting, while women were busy with various tasks.

When they saw Han Misi returning, everyone waved and greeted him with respect and admiration.

Then, when they saw Qi Bei riding the Flame Horse King, everyone exclaimed in surprise and rushed over, creating a buzz of excitement. For the nomadic people, horses were their lifeblood, and a good horse was even more attractive to them than women.

“It’s the Flame Horse King! What a magnificent steed! I can’t believe it has been tamed.”

“Who is this warrior? Judging by his attire, he doesn’t seem to be from our region.”

“He must be an adventurer. Adventurers dress like this.”

The crowd discussed with admiration, and their gaze towards Qi Bei became respectful as well. Strong individuals are always worthy of respect, and this applies to all races and ethnicities in the world.

“This is our tribe’s honored guest. Spread the word, we will hold a feast tonight to welcome our esteemed guest,” Han Misi said.

Some children cheered first. Feasts were usually held on significant holidays or when important guests arrived, so it was a rare occurrence. And with a lively feast and delicious food, the children naturally looked forward to having a feast every day.

Young men and women also showed excitement. For them, the feast was not only a joyful occasion but also an excellent moment to confess their feelings to their loved ones. During each feast, young men and women who were compatible would pair up, and from then on, they would be inseparable.

Qi Bei sat down in Han Misi’s large tent. It was a huge tent divided into several areas by curtains, and the spacious area they entered was where Han Misi received guests. Colorful blankets with various bird and beast patterns were spread on the ground, while large chairs covered with animal skins were on either side.

As soon as they sat down, several young women immediately brought milk wine and some food made from horse and lamb meat.

At that moment, a tinkling sound rang out, and a delicate and pretty girl of about fifteen or sixteen years old, adorned with ornaments, entered.

“Daddy!” The girl rushed towards Han Misi and then looked at Qi Bei. “Is this the warrior who tamed the Flame Horse King?”

Han Misi looked fondly at his daughter and smiled as he introduced, “Brother Hu Zi, this is my daughter Wenna. She admires warriors the most and once said…”

“Daddy, don’t say it!” Wenna stomped her foot, blushing, and grabbed Han Misi’s sleeve, speaking loudly.

“Alright, alright, I won’t say it,” Han Misi yielded to her.

At that moment, Wenna poured a cup of milk wine and approached Qi Bei. With her melodious voice, like that of a nightingale, she started singing a song that Qi Bei couldn’t understand while offering the cup of milk wine to his lips. The cup was as big as a small head, weighing at least two jin.

Qi Bei was momentarily stunned and looked at Han Misi.

“Brother Hu Zi, this is our tribe’s wine persuasion song. The more you drink, the more respect you will receive. This is the first time my daughter, Wenna, has persuaded a guest to drink,” Han Misi laughed heartily.

Qi Bei shrugged his shoulders, opened his mouth to hold the cup at the edge, but Wenna mischievously tipped the entire cup over.

However, this little trick meant nothing to Qi Bei. He took a deep breath and, like a whale sucking in water, drank the entire cup without spilling a drop.

A glint of surprise flashed in Wenna’s eyes. She poured another cup of wine and began singing the persuasion song once again.

In this manner, Qi Bei drank eight cups in a row, emptying all the milk wine served to him.

“Clap, clap, clap!”

Han Misi applauded and cheered loudly. In the tribe, no one had ever managed to drink eight cups of milk wine consecutively.

This milk wine had a rich and sweet taste, it was delicious. However, it was strong and potent. Usually, those with low alcohol tolerance would fall flat on the ground after a single cup, without even being able to say a word. But Qi Bei drank eight cups in a row and seemed unaffected, which left Han Misi astonished at his capacity for alcohol.

“Warriors are true heroes. I love heroes the most,” Wenna giggled sweetly, her eyes filled with a hint of admiration, before she turned and left the tent.

Qi Bei had heard earlier about the passionate and affectionate nature of the girls from the grassland nomadic tribes, and it seemed to be true, he thought.

“Haha, Brother Hu Zi, my daughter has developed a deep admiration for you,” Han Misi laughed heartily. On the grassland, the tribes were open-minded when it came to matters of love. As long as they had a mutual attraction, they could freely pursue their happiness, and parents wouldn’t interfere.

Qi Bei smiled and didn’t respond.

As the night fell, the grassland became enchanting.

In the open space at the center of the clustered tents, more than ten large bonfires were burning, roasting whole sheep on skewers. Men, women, and children danced and sang around the bonfires.

Qi Bei sat with Han Misi and a few other prominent members of the tribe, enjoying the feast of food and drink. He thoroughly enjoyed this way of life.

At that moment, an enthusiastic girl approached and pulled Qi Bei to join the dancing around the bonfire.

Qi Bei went along with the customs and started dancing along, feeling happy. On both sides were young girls who daringly rubbed their soft chests against his arms.

Qi Bei’s rugged appearance, clear and spirited eyes, and strong and powerful arms made him a favorite among many grassland girls.

After one round of dancing, the two girls reluctantly let go of his hands, and Qi Bei returned to his place.

“Brother Hu Zi, you’re a true warrior. The girls in our tribe really like you,” Han Misi laughed.

“It’s my honor,” Qi Bei also smiled.

Just then, a crisp jingling sound rang out, and Wenna, dressed in her finest attire, approached Qi Bei with lively and passionate dance steps. She suddenly spun on her tiptoes, her gorgeous skirt fluttering like a dancing swan. Then, she stopped and crouched halfway, extending a hairpin made of a long beast’s tooth to Qi Bei.

Why is she giving me a hairpin? I’m not a woman! Qi Bei was momentarily puzzled, unsure of its meaning.

Seeing this scene, the boisterous crowd around them fell silent, and then they excitedly began shouting.

Qi Bei touched his large beard on his face and looked at Han Misi, who just grinned and didn’t say anything.

Seeing that Wenna had been crouching for a while, it seemed awkward not to accept. So, Qi Bei reached out and took the hairpin.

Wenna smiled radiantly, her beautiful eyes glistening, and a blush on her charming face.

At this moment, she turned her back to Qi Bei and touched the updo on her head.

It seems she wants me to help her put it on, Qi Bei thought, reaching out to insert the beast’s tooth hairpin.

But just then, a flash of cold light passed by, directly striking Qi Bei’s palm.