Chapter 1189: Chapter 15: Two Conditions to Lift the Curse

"Could it be that the Second Priest wants to keep me here? Are you sure you have the capability?" Ye Beiming’s gaze suddenly turned cold, like an awl, scraping towards Shen Jizi.

Shen Jizi’s neck suddenly stiffened.

Cold, calloused fingers had already fallen onto his throat, and the man’s magnetic voice, accompanied by his hand, fell at Shen Jizi’s ear.

Just a little more force, and Ye Beiming could snap Shen Jizi’s throat.

"You... you! Ungrateful wretch, don’t forget who helped you restore your physical form!" Shen Jizi shuddered.

Yet, one thought not of who moments earlier had been shouting to kill Ye Beiming.

"The Beast Shrine helped restore my flesh, but the two priests were also nearby watching me bathe for quite a while. Speaking of which, my ties with the Beast Shrine are clean," Ye Beiming’s face was not flushed, his ears not red, as he neatly severed his relations with the Beast Shrine.

After listening to this, the Second Priest nearly spat a mouthful of old blood.

This man was truly shameless; what was there to see when men watched men?

However, Ye Beiming’s fingers pinched around his throat bone left the Second Priest unable to utter a word.

The Second Priest knew Ye Beiming was a madman; a word displeasing to him might incite him to exert force, and his neck could truly be twisted like a duck’s.

"Regent King, while you have regained your human form, your true purpose for coming to the Eight Desolates Beast God Altar should not merely be this," the first priest of the Beast Shrine, who had remained silent until now, finally spoke.

His voice was hoarse, and beneath the wide robe, it was pitch black, leaving his true appearance unclear.

As he spoke, the Second Priest Shen Jizi, previously caught by Ye Beiming, suddenly vanished.

In an instant, he was standing together with the First Priest.

Ye Beiming had no idea what method had been used to snatch him from his grasp.

The feeling of confronting an enemy made Ye Beiming wary.

This first priest of the Beast Shrine was far more profound than any of the other priests.

His skill truly reached a level beyond human understanding.

Despite being only a few steps away, Ye Beiming could feel a pair of scrutinizing eyes fall upon him.

Such a gaze seemed capable of piercing through one’s soul and seeing directly into one’s heart.

This feeling was very unsettling.

"First Priest, as you said, what do you believe is the reason for my arrival at the Eight Desolates Beast Shrine?" Ye Beiming also wanted to know what this First Priest, whose strength, age, and origin were completely obscure, understood.

In truth, Ye Beiming was curious why the First Priest would so generously use the shrine’s Holy Water for his baptism.

"Regent King, you risked coming to the Eight Desolates Beast Shrine, likely for someone very important, and that person should be connected to the curse of the Hei Qilin Tribe." The First Priest’s hoarse voice sounded most unpleasant. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

Ye Beiming’s temples throbbed with the discomfort of being seen through; he furrowed his brow, but did not speak to confirm or deny.

"Regent King, from what I know, your curse isn’t without a cure. If you agree to two things, I’ll tell you the way to break the curse," the First Priest said leisurely.

"First Priest, do you think I’m the type to casually negotiate with others?" Ye Beiming’s eyes revealed displeasure. He was inexplicably repulsed by the First Priest of the Beast Shrine, even though it was their first meeting.

"Regent King, you needn’t worry. The two tasks I ask will cause you no harm. The first is to seize the Black Qilin King Relics; the second is to offer this statue in the Holy Land of the Hei Qilin Tribe," the First Priest said, tossing something to Ye Beiming.

Ye Beiming lowered his gaze.

He found himself holding a strange statue resembling a wooden sculpture, akin to a fox, dog, or wolf. It looked like every animal at once, yet nothing.

The statue appeared to be crafted from wood, yet felt icy cold and heavy in his hand.

With Ye Beiming’s arm strength, the statue that could be held with one hand was at least five or six hundred gold in weight.

"Seizing the Black Qilin King Relics is not difficult, but what is this statue?" Though Ye Beiming opposed the Hei Qilin Tribe, he would not rashly place an unknown object in their Holy Land.

"Boss, why would you give such an important thing like the Beast God Statue to this brat?" Shen Jizi was at a loss, furious at Ye Beiming.

Seeing the First Priest hand the Beast God Statue to Ye Beiming dumbfounded him.

"As Shen Jizi said, that is the Eight Desolates Beast God Statue. It can absorb the Power of Faith and is the source of the Beast Shrine’s power. Holding the beast god statue enhances the absorption effect of Magic Power and fighting spirit," the First Priest made no secret.

The Beast Shrine had stood on the Bahuang Continent for many years, relying on this mysterious beast god statue.

This statue, through the Power of Faith, continually strengthened the Beast Shrine.

Placing the statue in the Hei Qilin Tribe’s shrine would absorb the tribe’s Power of Faith, sowing discord among its united people.

"Why should I trust you?" Holding the beast god statue, Ye Beiming still hesitated.

"Regent King, my terms offer you countless benefits. To show my sincerity, I can tell you that one condition to break the Qilin King curse is to merge the Black Qilin King Relics. As for the second condition, I will tell it to you once you help me place the beast god statue within the Hei Qilin Tribe’s Holy Land," the First Priest was sure Ye Beiming would not refuse his request.

In fact, even if the First Priest did not say, Ye Beiming’s purpose in coming to the Bahuang Continent was to go to the Hei Qilin Tribe to seize the Black Qilin King Relics.

After Empress Li informed Ye Beiming of his ancestry, he suspected it might be linked to the Black Qilin King.

Though Black Qilin King Ye Xiu had been dead for years, part of his memory should remain in the Qilin King Relics.

Perhaps the Black Qilin King Relics could reveal who that mysterious voice in the Kirin King Tomb belonged to.

"Alright, I can promise to help you. However, the Black Qilin King Relics and the Kirin Tribe’s Holy Land aren’t easily assailable," Having regained his human form, Ye Beiming had made significant advancements in power over the years.

With the Black Demon Martial Armor forged by Yun Sheng, his strength should barely rival Hei Yao’s.