In order to become a Heroic Spirit, I had no choice but to cause trouble in history.

However, he was already extremely weak.

The muscles on his back had dried up and were rising and falling with his heavy breathing.

Black energy clung to the mountain lord's body.

The shouts of the wine-offering team had already reached the ears of the mountain king.

hum-

The emaciated tiger suddenly opened its eyes.

"Roar......"

Xiang Yu and Xiang An simultaneously turned around violently, glaring angrily at the summit of Pang Mountain.

"elder brother!"

"go!"

After a very brief exchange, the two brothers started running wildly along the fields, heading towards Pangshan.

He left behind Xiang Liang and Zi Shu, who looked completely bewildered.

---Aside---

There's a little skit in the group! Everyone's welcome to join and check it out.

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Chapter 801 The Clouds Follow the Tiger, Not the Dragon

It's raining.

The moment the mountain lord opened his dark eyes, clouds rose.

As the saying goes, clouds follow the dragon, and wind follows the tiger. Now that both wind and clouds have arrived, all that remains is the bizarre.

"Hey! You two!" Xiang Liang was stunned for a moment when he saw Xiang Yu and Xiang An suddenly burst into a run, then shouted.

But the two brothers were not deterred by Xiang Liang's words at all, and continued to run wildly, raising a huge wall of dust on the dry ground as they ran.

"My lord!?" Zi Shu was somewhat at a loss, completely bewildered by Xiang Yu and Xiang An.

Xiang Liang was also a bit flustered, his eyes flashing as he quickly thought, "You wait here, I'll go after those two brothers!"

After saying that, he also started running, but his speed was far inferior to Xiang Yu's, let alone Xiang An's.

"Hmm? This rain is strange..." The middle-aged man frowned, vaguely smelling a strange odor in the air.

It has a very... strange taste.

Meanwhile, Xiang Yu and Xiang An, the two brothers, had already reached the foot of Mount Na Pang and begun their ascent.

However...

The moment the two brothers stepped into Pangshan, black mist rose from the ground.

"Demons!" Xiang An roared, drew his bronze sword from his waist, and slashed at them with his sword while glaring angrily.

Before the demon could take shape, it was shattered by Xiang An's sword.

However, black smoke continued to rise from the surrounding ground, indicating that even more demons were about to take shape.

"Isn't it said that this thing grows in places with abundant spiritual energy? Could this place be a spiritual vein?" Xiang An said, gritting his teeth and taking a step back.

"Who knows?" Xiang Yu drew his bronze sword, his eyes gleaming fiercely. "We can't let these things stop us here. We need to finish them off quickly!"

"Got it!"

The two separated and leaped up the mountain using the evergreen trees at its foot, killing as they ran. The newly formed demon couldn't withstand their swords for even a moment before vanishing into nothingness.

"Hey! You two!" Xiang Liang had already caught up to the foot of the mountain. Looking at the scenery in the mountains, he had just called out to the two brothers when he froze on the spot.

This...black mist?

"Uncle!?" Xiang An turned his head to look, but in a moment of carelessness, a demon took advantage of the situation and slashed a wound on his chest.

"Don't be careless. We're not competing now... what were we competing in again?" Xiang Yu frowned, wanting to remind Xiang An, but he didn't know what to say. His mind went blank for a moment, and after blinking twice, he could only say, "Just take care of yourself!"

"It's alright! This little injury—it's nothing!" Xiang An cleaved the demon that had ambushed him with a backhand sword strike, a slight smile appearing on his lips.

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"Xiang Yu! What's going on here? What are these things?" Xiang Liang gritted his teeth, caught up with Xiang Yu, and shouted.

"Uncle, don't ask. What's on that mountain?" Xiang Yu replied with a frown.

"We brothers have to deal with this!" Xiang An roared back. "That thing, that thing—we have to take care of it!"

"Not you two brats—?" Xiang Liang also drew his bronze sword to fight, but he was still in a state of complete confusion and bewilderment. "Didn't you say you had never been to Pangshan and didn't know about cause and effect?"

Before he could finish speaking, the two brothers simultaneously stepped onto the roots of the evergreen tree, one hand touching the ground, their eyes fixed on the summit of Pangshan Mountain.

"Let's talk about it later!!!"

With this burst of energy, the two brothers no longer cared about the demons and monsters, leaping and running wildly across the slopes of Pangshan, leaving Xiang Liang even more bewildered.

"Me?" Xiang Liang stared at the horde of demons surrounding him, feeling... numb.

......

The rain has started.

Uncle Zi's ears twitched as he heard the sound of rain hitting the ground, and his brows furrowed slightly.

Is it...raining?

I have attended more than 30 Tiger Lord Wine Festivals and served as the chief priest of the Tiger Lord Wine Festival more than 10 times, but I have never seen it rain during the festival.

...Could it be that something really happened to the mountain god?

Kneel down, kowtow, and then stand up.

Uncle Zi pondered for a moment, saying nothing, his lower lip trembling slightly, and continued leading the group forward.

No, don't think like that, eldest son of the Zi family, don't overthink it.

The mountain god, Shan Jun, has protected the three villages at the foot of Pang Mountain for over a hundred years. With such divine power, how could anything go wrong?

I must be overthinking it. The fact that it hasn't rained before is just a coincidence. Besides, this year's Tiger Lord's Wine Festival is being held earlier than usual, not on the first day of June. It's not exactly the right time, so it's normal for things to be a little different.

Although he was thinking this, Zibo's face, hidden behind the tiger-faced servant mask, was already covered in cold sweat.

Not only him, but the entire sake-offering team felt anxious and sweaty.

An unusual phenomenon occurred; they could see it through the mask of the Tiger King's attendant: the sky was very dark, so dark it was suffocating.

The pigs and sheep that were still alive were squealing desperately, while the chickens, ducks and geese were flapping their wings frantically, trying to escape from the straw cage.

A gust of wind suddenly blew down from the mountaintop, as if it could blow one's soul out of their body; it was chilling to the bone, strangely cold.

"Ughh ...

A deep tiger roar, carried by the wind, reached the ears of the wine-offering team, sending shivers down their spines in the dark, dense forest.

Some people's knees really buckled, and they wanted to kneel down.

"Don't kneel!" Zibo noticed someone was about to kneel, and without turning around, he said loudly, "Mountain Lord, the rules of the wine sacrifice are to bow once every three steps and kowtow once every nine steps. You've only just kowtowed and you're already kowtowing again. Where does that leave the Mountain Lord?!"

The man suddenly woke up with a start, his entire jaw trembling.

Hearing Zibo's reprimand, the man roared in response.

The procession continued walking.

Although Zibo was just reprimanding the young men in the wine-offering team, his own teeth were actually starting to chatter.

For some reason, he could sense that something was watching him.

In this Pang Mountain, the only one who can see him is probably the Mountain Lord.

O Mountain King, behold our devotion...

Just you wait and see...

If you have any complaints, I'll listen, I'll listen...

If you just say so, I can change. I only ask that you continue to protect Zijia Village and the three villages of Pangxia...

On the treacherous mountain path, the twenty-four Tiger Kings continued their slow journey, accompanied by the squeals of pigs and sheep.

It's getting colder and colder.

The cold air wasn't coming with the wind, but rather from under my feet.

Although it was cold, it felt like a burning sensation.

The hearts of the Sake Festival team members were pounding so hard that the sound of their beating could be heard.

After turning a corner, at the top of those steps is the Sangun Temple.

Zibo knelt down, looked at the temple gate, and kowtowed to the ground.

call--!

The incense sticks in the hands of the three village heads suddenly lit up.

Zijia stood up and looked up, but felt a chill run through her body.

The once empty temple now houses a large, striped tiger.

The large, striped tiger had pitch-black eyes that were staring at him.

She stared intently at him.

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Chapter 802 The Mountain Shocks, What is the Mountain God?

The incense was lit, but it was not burning fire; rather, it was burning phosphorus, a white, gloomy flame.

The moment Zibo saw the mountain king, he felt a wave of dizziness and instinctively took a step back.

The mountain lord seemed to have noticed Zibo's retreat; his upper lip parted slightly, and his beard trembled.