Red Envelope Group of the Three Realms

“There’s no need to rush. There’s no movement nearby!” Ao Liancheng kept the spacecraft, scanning the environment cautiously.

“By the time we sense any unusual activity, it might be our funeral!” Su Xiaoman said. “The Giant Barbaric Tiger is the king of the mountains. When the spacecraft landed, it already knows that someone has invaded its territory. Right now, it might even be making its way here to kill us!”

“That’s right up my alley! We’ll just wait for it here!” Chen Xiaobei toggled his storage bracelet, getting ready to take out his trump card to fight the Giant Barbaric Tiger.

“Are you joking?” Su Xiaoman hissed. “The Giant Barbaric Tiger may not be at Primordial Spirit cultivation, but it has the strength of an Earth-God! Unless you have a Two-Star Earth-God instrument, there’s no way you could defeat it!”

“I don’t understand what you’re saying…” Chen Xiaobei looked genuinely puzzled. “If it’s not at Primordial Spirit cultivation, then how could it have Earth-God strength?”

“You don’t know this?” Su Xiaoman looked taken aback.

“Zhufeng is from a low-ranking starfield. He doesn’t know the ‘Giant Tiger’s Strength’ saying,” Liancheng explained.

“Low-ranking starfield? How is that possible?” Su Xiaoman paused for a moment to process the information. “Childe Chen is really powerful – I thought he’s from the land of Green Dragon!”

Apocalypse Starfield was made up of four continents: Green Dragon, White Tiger, Vermillion Bird, and Black Turtle.

Green Dragon, being closest to the Earth-God realm, was superior to all the other continents.

Chen Xiaobei reviving all living things on the barren land with a wave of his hand was an Earth-God’s move.

In fact, not only Su Xiaoman thought that Chen Xiaobei was from Green Dragon but so did the other 100 Divine Tiger disciples.

Ao Liancheng shrugged in response. “To be honest, I don’t believe that Zhufeng is from a low-ranking starfield either. But that’s not important! Zhufeng is a good friend! A good brother! A hero’s origin doesn’t matter!”

“Mm… Childe Chen is a good person indeed!” Su Xiaoman smiled. “Alright, I’ll explain to you. The Giant Barbaric Tiger is a very special kind of Spirit Beast! Legend has it that they were born with divine strength because they are the descendants of the Heavenly Realm’s Divine Beasts! A newborn cub has 100,000 combat power! The most interesting thing would be the Giant Barbaric Tiger’s combat power, which is not connected to its cultivation but with its age! To put it simply, regardless of how high or low their cultivations are, once the tiger reaches adulthood, it would possess a One-Star Earth-God combat power!”

Chen Xiaobei exclaimed in surprise, “Wow! This talent is amazing! Does its combat power continue to increase as it ages? If the tiger lives up to a hundred or a thousand years, can it actually dominate the heavens?!”

“Talents are endowed by the heavens. How could it be used to dominate them instead?” Su Xiaoman replied. “Although the heavens may have granted them a remarkable talent, they also deprived them of the opportunity to become limitless! Once they had reached adulthood, their combat power would stop increasing! They would be forever stuck at Earth-God level!”

“What…” Chen Xiaobei raised an eyebrow. “Their combat power won’t increase for eternity? That’s problematic…”

Su Xiaoman nodded. “Because their combat power remains constant, it had turned into a unit of measurement!”

“Unit of measurement? What do you mean?” Chen Xiaobei asked.

Su Xiaoman explained, “Take an Earth-God who had just broken through to Primordial Spirit cultivation for example. Their combat power is not measured by how many tens or hundreds of thousands. We would say that he or she is ‘one tiger-strong’! A Two-Star Earth-God is ‘two-tigers strong’, and so on. A nine-starred apex Earth-God is ‘nine-tigers strong’!”

“There really is such a thing?” Chen Xiaobei’s smiled. “Back home, we have a saying ‘*the strength of nine bulls and two tigers’!”

“The strength of nine bulls and two tigers?” Su Xiaoman repeated quizzically. “In the Earth-God realm, it’s the opposite – two-tigers-and-nine-bulls strong represents a two-starred apex Earth-God!”

“Bulls’ strength is also a measuring unit?” Chen Xiaobei was very fascinated.

“Yup! The Green Spirit Wild Ox is also a type of Spirit Beast that doesn’t experience a change in combat power once they become adults. That’s why it has also become a unit of measurement!” Su Xiaoman explained. “That saying in your hometown may have been passed down from the Earth-God realm!”

“That… Maybe…”

Chen Xiaobei put a finger on his chin.

The Earth-God realm’s saying of ‘two tigers and nine bulls’ had existed for 10 million years. There was a good chance that on earth, it was gradually modified into Nine bulls and two tigers.

Of course, the regular bulls and tigers on earth could not compare to the Green Spirit Wild Ox and Giant Barbaric Tiger!

The strength that they represented was also naturally poles apart!

“Alright, let’s go! We talked for this long just so that you’re well informed on just how powerful a Giant Barbaric Tiger is!” Su Xiaoman said. “Right now, it’s in hiding and we’re out here in the open! It won’t be stupid enough to come charging at us! It will observe us quietly from afar, and then attack when we’re not paying attention! The moment when the Earth-God strength is unleashed upon you, there’s nothing you can do even if you have your trump card with you!”

“What is your plan then?” Chen Xiaobei asked.

“We’ll have to exchange positions with the tiger!” Su Xiaoman answered. “Once we locate it, it’ll be the one in the open! We’ll be at an advantage and we’ll be safe!”

Before Chen Xiaobei could answer, a snobbish voice called out, “That makes a lot of sense! Who knew, that there would be an expert around here! Hey, missy! Take me to find a Giant Barbaric Tiger! What did that Chen moron promise you? I will beat his offer by tenfold!”

“Who… Who are you?” Su Xiaoman asked.

Not far away from where they were standing, a dozen men led by two young men approached them.

One of the young men walking in the front had a blank, glacial look about him. He was the young master of Royal Dome’s most powerful faction, Ximen Shuoxue!

The other one, the one who had spoken, was the pompous-looking young master of Saint Duke’s most powerful faction, Yumen Yuanqing!

“Ugh, what is that putrid smell?!” Chen Xiaobei said in a mocking voice. “Oh, it’s that shit-eating young master Yuwen! You could’ve at least gargled before you left the house. The air stinks when you speak!”

“Hey, Chen! Do you want to die?” Yuwen Yuanqing hissed, his face now darkened in a shade of red.

“I don’t want to die; I want to find a tiger!” Chen Xiaobei retorted. “Little Man here is my guide. I will not agree to lend her to you!”

“Hmph! If you have money, you can even make the devil push the millstone for you*!” Yuwen Yuanqin jutted his chin. “Hey, miss! I think you heard me well enough. I will pay ten times what Chen is paying you!”

“No!” Su Xiaoman refused. “I will not help you even if you pay me one thousand times, one million times more! Also, don’t blame me for being unkind to you if you keep badmouthing Childe Chen!”

Footnote:

*the strength of nine bulls and two tigers: tremendous strength or effort.

If you have money, you can even make the devil push the millstone for you*: Money makes the world go round. You can do anything as long as you have money.