Village Head's Debauchery-Chapter 1273 Are Our Ancestral Teachings Pointless?

Suddenly, Iy'yra spotted two figures in the distance. She couldn't get a clear view of them, but it didn't matter. She charged forward, heading in their direction. Whether they were benevolent enough to grant her aid or malevolent enough to hunt her down—it didn't matter. As long as they bought her another moment to live.

As Iy'yra drew closer, she was able to get a better look at the two figures. They were women dressed in two distinct flower-patterned gowns adorned with golden embroidery that matched each other. On their backs were bright, transparent wings that fluttered gently, scattering starlight-like dust into the air with each movement. Although she couldn't make out their features, their aura felt familiar—similar to the races that had emerged from the Material Realm, but with a slight difference. From what she sensed alone, she could tell they were not weak.

The fact that they weren't Spirit Beasts increased her chances of survival. If there wasn't any other option, she could forge a contract with them, allowing them to borrow her strength. At that moment, all she could hope for was that their power was enough to save her.

The two women noticed her. One of them waved her hand, sending a wave of starlight shooting toward her like a falling star.

Iy'yra's heart tightened, thinking she was about to meet her doom. She changed course, trying to avoid the shooting starlight, but to her shock, it altered its trajectory as well, appearing before her in an instant.

Contrary to her expectations, the starlight didn't strike her. Instead, it passed through both her and the silver-winged rhino that was chasing her.

Suddenly, Iy'yra felt as though the world around her was growing larger. It wasn't immediately apparent, but as the branches and leaves of the trees became more prominent and her talons too small to shatter the surrounding trees upon impact, she realized the truth—the world hadn't grown; she had shrunk.

Iy'yra slowed her pace until she came to a sudden halt on a tree branch.

The silver-winged rhino, whom the starlight had also hit, noticed the two mysterious figures in the distance. Though he realized the strange occurrence, he didn't care. He halted briefly but then charged toward Iy'yra again, determined to handle her before turning his attention to the two individuals.

But suddenly, the rhino found itself unable to move.

The two beings in the distance vanished abruptly, only to reappear before them in an instant.

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Iy'yra and the rhino were both stunned by their rapid movement. They realized that these beings possessed a skill that allowed them to move instantaneously. With their ability to shrink opponents while also restraining their strength, one thing was clear—they were incredibly powerful.

The two women picked them up, holding them between their fingers.

Despite being so close, Iy'yra found she still couldn't make out their features. The only clear details were the ornate clothes they wore.

"Free me, and do with her as you wish! I promise neither I nor my tribe will trouble you or enter this territory again!" the silver-winged rhino pleaded, its voice echoing through the atmosphere. Though he sensed the two were from the Material Realm, their strength made him hesitate to make any demands. Instead, he began negotiating for its freedom.

However, Iy'yra couldn't just sit back and let this happen.

"No, don't free him!" Iy'yra shouted. "That silver-winged rhino is untrustworthy. He'll return with his tribe to attack you because you've taken his prey!"

"YOU!" The silver-winged rhino started to speak but bit back his words. He couldn't afford to let his emotions get the better of him when his life was on the line.

Suddenly, the voices of the beings holding them rang out.

"Though this situation is serious, don't they look too cute? I wish I could take them home to play with the children. They're immortal. So we wouldn't have to worry about damage control," Whisperwing said with a light chuckle.

"That's a good idea, but let's think about that after we finish our task. I have already informed our husband about what we've found on our side. We should bring them back to the group; they could help us understand more about the territories here," Breezeflutter responded thoughtfully. "Even with my current strength, I can still feel the suppression of the Spirit Realm. I also feel as though I'm being watched. The faster we finish, the better."

As they spoke, Iy'yra and the silver-winged rhino listened to their conversation. Initially, they were confused, but as they continued to hear their words, their expressions turned to shock.

They never expected the beings to call them Spirit Beast 'cute' or think about handing them to their children. What kind of children did they possess? Not only that, but they also had arrived with a group, which meant there were likely others with similarly formidable abilities nearby.

Iy'yra's expression brightened slightly. She didn't know what their intentions were or what they planned to do with her, but she was sure their arrival could change her fate and that of her tribe. Even if it wasn't for the better, it couldn't be worse than it was now.

Meanwhile, the silver-winged rhino grimaced. He didn't dare speak again, opting to stay quiet and observe. The more he learned about these beings who had entered their territory, the more valuable information he could deliver back to his tribe if he survived.

Suddenly, their vision darkened, and they disappeared from their position, vanishing into thin air.

....

Orion stood before a large number of Spirit Beasts: white and red, winged and wingless, feathered gryphons, salamanders, hedgehogs, and foxes of similar colours. There were also other spirit beasts—two-headed bears, unusually tall penguins with sharp beaks and fins, and many more. On the other side were silver-winged rhinos and muscular winged monkeys resembling birds of prey, with beige skin and whip-like tails. Their numbers totalled one hundred and fifty, all captured by Orion's wives' clones. They had been shrunk to pixie sizes to avoid attracting unnecessary attention.

Some were merely bruised, while others bore more severe injuries. At that moment, despite their injuries, the Spirit Beasts were still able to function normally, albeit with slight pain. Though the two sides seemed to be in conflict, their full attention was now focused on Orion and his group.

Since he couldn't read the Spirit Beasts' minds, Orion had to resort to other methods, which involved speaking to them directly.

"We're from the material realm. We've come to the spirit realm to seek spirit beasts willing to form contracts with our warriors. We mean no harm. Instead, we would like to know what's happening, and if it's within our power, we're willing to help," Orion said, his voice resonating gently across the surroundings, softened to the most reassuring tone he could manage.

Orion and the others had expected the Spirit Beasts to step forward one by one to explain what was happening. However, contrary to their expectations, a shocking scene occurred.

"Pick me! Even with my strength halved, I'm powerful enough to defeat any opponent I face!"

"No, pick me! My claws are sharp enough to cut through opponents with ease! You won't be disappointed with my performance!"

"I have a family! You can form a contract with all of us! And if that's not enough, I have an extended family that hasn't formed a contract with anyone from the material world! You could be their first!"

"I have unique traits that set me apart from others of my tribe…"

The Spirit Beasts freely offered themselves contracts to form with them. Witnessing this scene, Orion furrowed his brows. He had learned about the painstaking effort it took for an individual to form a contract with a Spirit Beast, yet here they were, offering themselves as though they were at some marketplace. He pondered if it was due to their group's overwhelming presence.

Despite many of them being divines concealing their auras and strength to appear mortal, the Spirit Beasts might have sensed that they weren't ordinary individuals and had decided to form contracts with them.

Regardless, Orion's opinion of the Spirit Beasts dropped significantly.

Behind him, Lyndon and the four-eared elf warriors couldn't hide the surprise on their faces. Generations of sacred teachings have been passed down on how to treat Spirit Beasts if one encounters them and how to build a relationship in order to form a contract and borrow their strength. But what was the meaning of the scene unfolding before them?

Could it be that the Spirit Beasts had been playing hard to get whenever they had tried to form contracts and were now eagerly offering themselves because they had sensed the Supreme Leader's and the other's strength?

Did this mean that everything their ancestors had taught them was pointless?

If they hadn't accompanied the exploration to the Spirit Realm, they would never have known that Spirit Beasts could be swayed so easily.

Soon, their expression morphed into irritation.