Chapter 1828: An Lin's Sudden Regret

Chapter 1828: An Lin’s Sudden Regret

“My name is Ma Ying, which means ‘Daughter of Light’. I’m the daughter to the chief of the Immortal Grass Clan, which is one of the ten largest clans of the Herd Beast Tribe. The clan that I’m taking you to right now is none other than my Immortal Grass Clan.”

“Ah, so you’re the Daughter of Light! I’ve heard about you for a long time!”

An Lin sped through the grassland on Ma Ying’s back.

He acted as if he had come to a sudden realization.

“Blood Martial Wanderer, there’s no need for you to refer to me so formally.” Ma Ying’s hips shook back and forth as she galloped through the grassland. “My father, Xian Bo, actually has over one hundred daughters. Moreover, he’s given all of us extremely exaggerated titles. For example, ‘Daughter of Earth’, ‘Daughter of the Sea’, ‘Daughter of Radiance’, ‘Daughter of Hope’, and so on. These aren’t special titles by any means. So, it’s okay if you just refer to me as Little Ma.”

This was very much to An Lin’s taste. Thus, he immediately started referring to her as Little Ma.

Before long, a vast expanse of spectacular tents appeared in their sights.

No, rather than calling them tents, it would be better to call them exquisite and beautiful fabric-made structures.

The tents on this grassland weren’t simple, single-story structures. There were double-story tents, triple-story tents, and there were even some tents that resembled soaring pagodas. However, all of these structures were constructed from light fabrics that could be quickly taken apart and transported. This convenient feature was extremely suited to clans of the Herd Beast Tribe as they were always on the move.

Meanwhile, thousands of Fire Leopards grazed on a small mountain range that was located to the west of the grassland.

However, this place didn’t only raise Fire Leopards. Further to the north, the Herd Beast Tribe was also raising sturdily-built Lightning Rhinos, metal-feathered Black Eagles, poisonous Beast Ants, extremely docile Wooden Pile Beasts, and many other beasts.

After roughly sensing his surroundings, An Lin detected that there were a whopping sixty-eight beast tribes contained within the several thousand kilometers around him. Moreover, their total population numbered in excess of twenty million. These beasts were all under the management of the three million or so Herd Beasts.

The Herd Beasts who resided here all had similar appearances to Ma Ying. In other words, they all had dragon heads and horse bodies. However, although they had dragon heads, they were in fact completely unrelated to dragons.

“Ying Ying, why did you bring a male here? And you’re even letting him ride you?”

A slightly hostile voice traveled over from nearby.

Clip clop clip clop clip clop…

A male Herd Beast, which had raised dragon whiskers and was significantly larger than Ma Ying, looked at An Lin threateningly.

“Man De! Have you gone mad? You’re even expressing jealousy toward a being of the Holy Martial Clan?” It was clear that Ma Ying disliked this male Holy Beast. “This is the well-renowned Blood Martial Wanderer of the Holy Martial Clan! Open your eyes and be careful not to offend this senior!”

Man De was startled by her words, and he immediately apologized to An Lin.

As if he couldn’t be bothered bickering with such measly ants, An Lin remained aloof and indifferent the entire time.

He didn’t attempt to hide his presence, so news of his arrival quickly spread through the entire Immortal Grass Clan.

An Lin’s arrival startled the chief of the Immortal Grass Clan, Xian Bo.

Xian Bo decided to hold a magnificent welcome feast for An Lin.

In accordance with the Blood Martial Wanderer’s habits, An Lin enjoyed the local customs of the Immortal Grass Clan to his fullest.

In other words, he asked them a bit about their living conditions and their historical development, then chatted with them about the interesting matters that had occurred in their clan. Afterward, he feasted on meat and wine as he enjoyed the performances of the beautiful female Herd Beasts!

As he sat in the large golden tent, An Lin struggled to appreciate the beauty of the dozens of flirtatious female Herd Beasts dancing before him. However, he couldn’t let his true emotions show, and he had to force himself to act as if he were intoxicated by their performance. After all, the Blood Martial Wanderer was an individual who loved all species equally. As such, he was able to appreciate the unique beauty of every tribe.

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At this moment, a female Herd Beast shook her supple horse rear and shuffled over to An Lin’s side.

An Lin chuckled softly as he reached over and slapped the female’s rear.

“Scoundrel~” The female humphed seductively as her face flushed red.

“Hahaha… Fellow cultivator Blood Martial, you’re indeed as what the rumors said,” a Herd Beast who was sitting at the head of the feast table said and chuckled. “You’re an open-minded individual who’s capable of appreciating the beauties of all tribes!” The Herd Beast who spoke was white-colored and sturdily-built.

He was none other than Ma Ying’s father, Xian Bo. At the same time, he was also the chief of the Immortal Grass Clan, one of the ten largest clans in the Winter Sheep Plains. Moreover, his cultivation base was also impressive, and he had a rank of the Return to Void Pinnacle Stage.

“You flatter me, Xian Bo. Beauty exists in all aspects of life. All matter is created by heaven and earth, and each tribe that exists is special and unique. As long as one is willing to accept them with an open mind, one will naturally be able to experience their beauty.” An Lin imitated the Blood Martial Wanderer’s habits as he spoke.

The feast continued.

Although the female who had been slapped in the rear by An Lin had called him a scoundrel, she still continued to twist her body seductively as she danced before him. Moreover, she would occasionally wink at him, and it was as if she was trying to seduce him.

However, An Lin had a very strict bottom line. He rejected any and all sexual interactions.

In fact, An Lin was already starting to regret his decisions now. Trying to impersonate the Blood Martial Wanderer was a truly difficult task. For example, even if a sow were put in front of him, he would still have to act as if he was intoxicated and extremely turned on. In fact, he would even have to act as if he wanted to mate with the sow…

This wasn’t an exaggeration.

The Blood Martial Wanderer had mated with beings from at least several hundred different species. Apart from humanoid species such as the True Demon Tribe and Light Wing Clan, he had also mated with non-humanoid species such as the Netherworld Flame Birds, Mountain Coiling Cows, Western Dragons, Black-Feathered Pythons, Nine Bamboo Insects, Mystical Flame Ghosts, and so on.

The Blood Martial Wanderer euphemistically called his peculiar fetish “an effort to strengthen the tribes and species of the world”. This was what he claimed, and it was indeed also what he did. According to unofficial figures, he had genuinely created over a dozen new species.

Thus, it was no surprise that the dancing Herd Beast female was trying to seduce him. There was an expectant look in her eyes, and it was as if she was saying, “Come f*ck me! Come f*ck me!”

Even so, An Lin still had to maintain an appreciative expression. This really put his acting skills to the test.

Before long, Ma Ying also arrived at the feast. There was a slight blush on her face as she walked toward An Lin. Moreover, she even held a cup of milky-white liquid in her seductive dragon whisker.

“Blood Martial Wanderer, I’ve specially made this milk for you,” Ma Ying said sweetly. “Please kindly accept it…” She placed the cup of milk on the table before An Lin.

“This is…” An Lin could detect Ma Ying’s scent in the milk.

Ma Ying lowered her head and said shyly, “This is my milk… It tastes really good~!”

“Hahaha… I’ve tasted Sister Ma Ying’s milk before.” Some high-ranked Herd Beast chuckled. “It’s silky smooth and deliciously sweet.”

“It’s indeed delicious. The lingering aftertaste that it leaves is also a thing of beauty.” Another Herd Beast nodded in agreement.

“Blood Martial Wanderer, you’re a lucky man!” a Herd Beast exclaimed in envy. “I’ve only ever tasted one small cup of Ma Ying’s milk. Even until now, I still haven’t had a chance to taste a second cup. And now, you’re actually receiving one large cup! It looks like Ma Ying also tried very hard. Hahaha…”

The Herd Beasts all burst into teasing laughter.

Ma Ying’s face flushed red in embarrassment. She gazed at An Lin with a nervous yet expectant look in her eyes.

An Lin was stupefied.

Looking at everyone’s expression right now, there was no way that he could refuse this cup of milk! If he refused such a valuable cup of milk, then wouldn’t that be viewed as an act of scorn and disdain? Ma Ying would also be caught between a rock and a hard place!

But…

An Lin was extremely conflicted as he stared at the cup of fragrant milk before him.

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