BSI Chapter 262 Everyone will definitely survive!
Chapter 262 Everyone will definitely survive!
Upon hearing this, Lin Yan and Manzhu were stunned for a moment, and then both looked at Meng Tianxiang as if she were an idiot.
Lin Yan spoke first, his tone filled with undisguised contempt, as if commenting on something utterly absurd: "Tianxiang, I never imagined you would have such a pathetic idea. The opportunity to become an Emperor Beast Tamer is right in front of you, a once-in-a-millennium chance to ascend to heaven, something others wouldn't even dare to dream of, yet you're here worrying about the continuation of your family bloodline?"
She grew angrier as she spoke, her voice rising several decibels involuntarily, her eyes blazing with what seemed like two fiery flames: "If your ancestors heard these words, they would probably be turning in their graves—no, they would probably be so angry that they would crawl out of their graves and point at you, asking how they could have raised such an unfilial descendant."
Manzhu didn't speak, but the astonishment and confusion in her eyes as she looked at Meng Tianxiang clearly reflected Lin Yan's thoughts.
They all inherited the titles of dukes and marquises from their ancestors, and becoming emperor was an indelible aspiration deeply rooted in their blood. Any retreat or hesitation on the path to the throne would be a stain on this glory.
The Hero King girl also frowned.
She was silent for a moment, and when she spoke again, the lightness and mockery in her tone had vanished, replaced by an undisguised disappointment and indifference: "I take back my previous promise. A useless beast tamer like you is not worthy of participating in the Imperial Ritual."
She paused, her voice growing even colder: "You've completely lost your right. Get out."
Meng Tianxiang did not refute, nor did she offer a single explanation.
She simply lowered her head deeply, avoiding eye contact with the Hero King's deep golden eyes, and calmly replied, "Thank you for your understanding, Senior Hero King."
After saying that, she bowed respectfully and, without any hesitation, turned and flew down from the top of the Tower of Ten Thousand Beasts.
The night wind whistled past her ears, leaving all the noise and figures on the top of the tower far behind.
Although she ultimately failed to learn the official start date of the Imperial Festival from the Hero King and was thus slunk away without hearing the crucial information that followed, Meng Tianxiang did not regret it.
From the moment she heard the name "Meng Yanqing" uttered by the Hero King, she had already made the decision in her heart not to participate in the Imperial Ceremony.
However, this sense of relief did not last long.
A deeper, more expansive sense of bewilderment soon enveloped her like the night.
So much happened today.
First, her plan to take revenge on the Moon Worship Cult failed, then the Hero King manifested his power, and the alliance's fate and the change of power became irrelevant to her. Now, with this sudden Imperial Festival, she has been completely ousted from the game.
In an instant, she felt a sense of desolation, as if the world was vast but there was nowhere to go.
But Meng Tianxiang is Meng Tianxiang after all. This sense of bewilderment only lingered in her heart for a moment before being dispelled by something more resilient.
The Meng family's ancestral motto has always been just one sentence: "As long as a person is alive, there is always a way."
Other families may pursue the way of emperors and beast tamers, but the Meng family has always advocated the way of survival.
Survival is victory!
Thinking about this, she calmed down completely.
Speaking of which, Yan Qing won the championship. As her grandmother, I've been busy with these scheming and dirty things all day and haven't had a chance to congratulate my granddaughter in person.
I wonder if she's with Xue Youyou right now, doing something that would please this old lady.
Thinking of this, Meng Tianxiang couldn't help but smile slightly, revealing a secretly delighted smile.
She made up her mind to sneak over quietly, just like she always did, and take one last peek.
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Lanzhi Courtyard, a room filled with snow.
Right now, we're having a seven-person music party... I mean, a proper meeting.
The people in the room are all unlucky souls chosen by the Emperor's Sacrifice... oops, beast tamers.
Xue Youyou stood in the center of the room, still wrapped in the bath towel, her hair half-dry and clinging to her shoulders.
She looked around at the people sitting on the edge of the bed, on the chairs, and on the floor, cleared her throat, and briefly explained the general situation of the imperial sacrifice.
The bright red moon in the sky is the symbol of the start of this imperial sacrifice in Lanzhou.
And those of you here are the beautiful young female Beast Tamers chosen by the Emperor's Festival. If you can win the Emperor's Festival, you might become a legendary Emperor Beast Tamer.
Of course, such an opportunity also comes with corresponding risks, and the red moon mark on their bodies that constantly drains their life force is one aspect of those risks.
With Xue Youyou's concise and clear introduction, and Muyue nodding in agreement from time to time, everyone's faces showed a mixture of joy and worry after listening.
To be more precise, the anxiety about the uncertain future far outweighed the joy of being chosen by the emperor.
Su Wanrou sat on the edge of the bed, her hands clasped on her knees, her fingertips slightly white.
She raised her head, her gaze shifting back and forth between Xue Youyou, Muyue, and Meng Yanqing, before finally speaking out what everyone was thinking.
"Forget about Youyou and Muyue, we're no match for Yan Qing either. There's absolutely no hope of winning..."
There was no complaint in her tone, only a sense of resigned helplessness after recognizing reality.
Lu Yutang, Cui Yelan, and Luo Yan all nodded vigorously, as if resigned to their fate.
Lu Yutang sat on the corner of the bed with her knees drawn up to her chest, her chin resting on her knees, and said in a muffled voice, "Yes, the gap between us and the three of you is just too big, and I'm just a support beast tamer."
Cui Yelan nodded silently without speaking, but a hint of sadness flickered in his usually calm eyes.
Luo Yan sighed, pushed up her non-existent glasses on the bridge of her nose, and said with a hint of self-deprecation, "It feels like we're the kind of... tools that will be killed off at some point to make things more interesting."
These words made the atmosphere in the room even more somber.
Xue Youyou felt a pang of sadness seeing their dejected expressions.
She took a step forward, put her hands on her hips, and almost slipped off her towel. She quickly grabbed it, then straightened her chest and said in the most confident tone.
"Don't worry, I, Xue Youyou, will do everything in my power to protect everyone!"
Her voice echoed in the room, carrying an undeniable firmness.
"Everyone will eventually survive!"
After he finished speaking, the room fell silent for a moment.
Then, Su Wanrou's eye twitched.
"Your setting such a flag makes me even more scared, Youyou."
She bluntly criticized him, her face filled with the helpless expression of "Don't say things like that at a time like this."
It wasn't that she didn't trust Xue Youyou, but Xue Youyou's sudden outbursts of these absurd statements really gave off a strong sense of foreshadowing.