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"Roar—" Big Cat roared up to the sky, directing its roar towards the VIP section where the Lion Demon Clan and Tiger Demon Clan were seated. Despite the roar causing its wounds to burst and bleed even more, it didn\'t care in the least. In that moment, it felt as if years of pent-up frustration were being released, the exhilaration making it feel completely rejuvenated. The injuries on its body seemed insignificant in light of this clarity, which clearly took it to another level.

The first match of the top sixteen was incredibly intense, with both sides suffering great injuries. The victor, to everyone\'s surprise, was a player from the Lion Tiger Tribe, who had no backing. This was certainly an unexpected outcome, but undoubtedly, from this moment on, Big Cat had truly put the Lion Tiger Tribe on the historical stage of the Monster and Fairy Clans, as the match was witnessed by an Emperor himself.

The arena was cleared, and the players exited the stage.

As Big Cat walked off the stage with the assistance of staff, the effects of the Killing God Field began to fade, and a profound sense of weakness engulfed it, accompanied by intense pain.

Tang San was already waiting for it at the exit, but there was not only Tang San waiting there. There was also a burly man with long golden hair.

As Big Cat was helped off the stage by the staff, Tang San turned to the golden-haired burly man beside him and said, "Patriarch, are you satisfied with the choice made by your noble clan?"

The man beside him was none other than the current patriarch of the Lion Demon Clan, of the Golden Species, the leader of the Golden Lion Clan.

The Golden Lion King had arrived here just as the match was coming to an end, accompanied by the same person who had auctioned the God-killing Sword at the Ancestral Court\'s grand auction.

When the Golden Lion who had conducted the auction saw the Asura waiting there, his suspicions were immediately confirmed.

In fact, after returning to the Ancestral Court, Tang San had already contacted him. He had promised during the auction to bring a strong contender capable of inheriting the God-killing Sword to the Golden Lion Clan within seven days. However, he told the Golden Lion that his partner, who could wield the God-killing Sword, would participate in the Ancestral Court\'s elite competition. What better way to prove his worthiness to inherit the God-killing Sword than the Ancestral Court\'s elite competition?

As such, the Golden Lion Clan had actually been observing Big Cat\'s matches all along, their interest piqued as they watched Big Cat defeat one strong opponent after another and advance step by step. They moved from initial rejection of Big Cat because of its Lion Tiger Tribe origin to acceptance as it continued to win match after match.

After Big Cat successfully advanced to the top sixteen, the Golden Lion King had already decided on Big Cat\'s inheritance of the God-killing Sword.

Nonetheless, Big Cat\'s Lion Tiger Tribe identity still caused some apprehension within the Golden Lion Clan, as this involved the Tiger Demon Clan. If they decided to fully support Big Cat, it meant acknowledging the Lion Tiger Tribe, and even helping them, allowing their inclusion.

The Lion Demon Clan was different from the Tiger Demon Clan, which had the all-powerful White Tiger Great Demon Emperor. They could not afford another failure, or else the Lion Demon Clan would truly decline.

However, after today\'s battle, where Big Cat, dressed as a beggar, defeated Gu Lan with his own strength and combat experience, the Golden Lion King did not hesitate any longer and finally arrived at the exit. Having chosen to acknowledge, he was ready to show his sincerity.

The Golden Lion King nodded at Tang San, "My clan will be very grateful. Big Cat, I am Gong Wudi, the patriarch of the Golden Lion Demon Clan."

The latter sentence, of course, was directed at Big Cat, with the patriarch\'s face showing a solemn expression tinged with complexity.

At this moment, Big Cat was overwhelmed with mixed emotions. It had personally experienced the indifference from the Lion Demon Clan and Tiger Demon Clan toward the Lion Tiger Tribe, watching as they were treated as cursed beings and overlooked while their tribe inched towards annihilation—with not even a trace of sympathy or pity.

Now, it also felt an immense pride. With its own strength, it had made the first among the Lion Demon Clan stand before it to express their acknowledgment.

Amid the flood of feelings, Big Cat found itself unable to utter a word.

It was Tang San who stepped in to smooth things over. "Big Cat is seriously injured. We should treat its wounds first to avoid delaying the later matches," he suggested.

"Hmm." Gong Wudi nodded and gestured to a Golden Lion beside him.

The auctioneer from the Golden Lion Clan handed a porcelain bottle to Big Cat. "This is our clan\'s sacred healing elixir, the Golden Pill. Consuming it will quickly heal your injuries," he said.

Big Cat looked at it, but did not reach out to take it. Its eyes held a rebellious glint, and under that pervasive stench of blood, even the Demon King, clearly superior in cultivation, couldn\'t help but feel a shiver from the depths of their soul.

Tang San stepped forward to take the medicine and said apologetically to Gong Wudi, "Patriarch, I will take it back to the rest area and start healing immediately to prevent the injury from worsening."

He was scheduled to enter the fray in the third match of the day, and there was still time. The sixteen-to-eight competition was bound not to end quickly.

"Hmm." Gong Wudi nodded again.

Only then did Tang San support Big Cat as they headed towards the rest area. He had more matches to come and couldn\'t take Big Cat away now. Moreover, its injuries needed immediate attention, especially considering Gu Lan\'s powerful equipment had been difficult to handle, leaving numerous wounds on Big Cat.

Back in the rest area, Tang San helped the nearly fainting Big Cat to sit down. First, he used the Mysterious Heaven Method to seal the bloodlines at the location of its more severe wounds, to prevent too much blood loss, and then he took out the medicine bottle.

As he opened the bottle, there was but a single pill inside. Yet Tang San\'s face lit up with joy—a single pill indicated the preciousness of the medicine.

The pill looked splendidly golden, and its appearance alone was quite remarkable. Tang San took it out and placed it in Big Cat\'s mouth.

Big Cat did not refuse the pill. Though it harbored deep hostility towards the Lion Demon Clan and Tiger Demon Clan, it knew that to truly elevate the Lion Tiger Tribe, they would need this powerful boost.

"Thank you." After consuming the pill, the blood qi in Big Cat\'s body visibly became denser, and its breath also recovered slightly.

"What are you thanking me for?" Tang San smiled and said, "Just rest up. In the next match, I reckon you won\'t be stepping onto the stage empty-handed."

Now that Gong Wudi, the patriarch of the Golden Lion Clan, had personally acknowledged Big Cat\'s abilities, it meant that Big Cat would be eligible to inherit the God-killing Sword. With that divine tool in hand, Big Cat would surely receive a significant boost to its power.

Big Cat weakly raised its right hand, gently thumped its left chest, conveying the sentiment that there was no need for words—all was understood and taken to heart. Then it closed its eyes and began to heal its wounds by stimulating the medicinal potency with its bloodline aura.