Chapter 237
Later, the border troops and the powerful warriors returned to the imperial capital, leaving the Qingluan clan to guard this place. Afterward, when the Great Merchant Empire fell, they continued to recuperate in the southern frontier.
“That woman actually managed to enter the Qingluan territory in her human form.”
“And she’s treated so specially…”
As it muttered to itself, it flew closer to the cliff.
After circling a few times, it still hadn’t landed.
Something felt off.
It was more than just a little off; it was completely wrong. The scent…
With keen eyesight, it narrowed its pupils and saw that in front of its nest sat a…
Bald head?
Where did this monk come from, acting so arrogant!
No, wait, it wasn’t just a monk.
The Peng Yao flew a bit closer, and from the scales on the figure’s neck and those claws, it realized.
That annoying scent belonged to a Ming Jiao (鳴蛟, a type of dragon-like creature)!
The Peng Yao already despised monks, and a monk with Ming Jiao bloodline was even worse, especially since it was currently in a foul mood, ready to swallow him whole.
However, it still retained some rationality and didn’t rush in.
“Bald bird!”
Murong Xiao suddenly shouted, pointing at it.
Peng Yao: “?”
Do you know how handsome I am when I’m not bald?
Before it could react, Murong Xiao silently chanted “Amitabha” in his heart and shouted again:
“I still can’t forget the feeling of kissing your mother.”
“?”
“Last time, the duck tongue in the hot pot was really delicious.”
“Your mom is the duck! I’ll eat you!”
The Peng Yao’s bald head flushed red.
It was already furious, and now it was even angrier.
Without thinking, it dove down, wanting to swallow this foul-mouthed bloodline enemy whole.
But before it could get close, several jars were suddenly thrown by Murong Xiao, smashing to the ground and kicking up a cloud of dust.
“It’s a trap!?”
The Peng Yao caught a whiff of the scent and felt its limbs go weak. However, having spent so long in the mountains, battling various beasts and demons, it quickly halted its descent.
With a flap of its wings, it stirred up a fierce wind to blow away the dust.
“This Seven Wonders Soft Muscle Powder is better than nothing, right?”
A voice rang out from nearby; it was Huang Donglai, who had been waiting for a long time.
“Let’s take it down first.”
Another figure suddenly burst out from the dust, wielding a hammer.
“Hahaha, you think you can take me down with such tricks?”
The Peng Yao soared back into the sky.
Although the opponent’s realm wasn’t as high as its own, it was clearly prepared.
After all, it had just been affected by some poison, and a head-on clash might not guarantee victory. Plus, it didn’t know if there were other ambushes, so it decided to retreat tactically.
Humans needed to reach the inner scene realm to fly, and their speed couldn’t match its own.
So…
“Eat my bird droppings!”
Before leaving, the Peng Yao decided to gross out its opponent and vent its frustration.
However, the next moment, it witnessed a scene it would never forget.
“Huang brother! Combination technique!”
Li Mo shouted.
“Got it!”
Huang Donglai, now wearing the Bu Yun shoes, bent down.
For some reason, upon hearing Li Mo’s shout, he felt an inexplicable surge of energy.
Suddenly, he felt a weight on his back.
Li Mo, hammer in hand, jumped onto Huang Donglai’s back, and the latter activated his full speed.
Thus, Li Mo rode Huang Donglai, charging toward the sky with incredible speed and fierce momentum!
Combination technique—Zheng!
In this moment of crisis, the Peng Yao couldn’t help but feel its scalp tingle.
“Is this really happening?!”
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PS: I’ll fix the typos later; I’m too tired. Good night, dear audience~
If I could see the audience’s support in my dreams, that would be pure bliss. Orz.
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Chapter 254: Still saying you’re not from the demonic sect; he’s a wife-boosting fighting spirit.
The Peng Yao was frustratingly captured.
…
As everyone knows, humans are a wise species that understands cooperation and division of labor.
That’s how they managed to defeat the naturally powerful demon clans, bolstered by their bloodline powers.
In fact, the demon clans weren’t even called demons at first; they banded together to resist humans, hence the collective term “demon clan.”
The Peng Yao was a free-spirited bird.
It had often relied on its speed to escape from military formations, looking down on the so-called “cooperation” of humans.
When it left its family, its grandmother warned it that it hadn’t encountered a true genius yet.
Today, the Peng Yao saw one.
“How can that kid’s movement be so fast?”
The Peng Yao fled frantically, but it could feel Huang Donglai, wearing the Bu Yun shoes, was even faster, even while carrying someone.
Zheng was getting closer!
This was ridiculous.
Even among avian demon beasts, its speed was exceptional!
“If this continues, I’ll definitely be caught!” The Peng Yao calculated, panic rising in its heart.
If it got caught, a confrontation would be unavoidable.
Once a fight broke out, being half a step into the sixth rank, close to the human inner scene, against two observers…
The Peng Yao suddenly froze.
Wait a minute.
The advantage was on its side; it was practically crushing.
The Peng Yao abruptly stopped.
What the hell was it running for?!
“If I can’t outrun you, can’t I still fight you?!”
…
Moments later.
In front of the nest on the cliff.
With a big bump on its bald head, the tightly bound Peng Yao was thrown to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.
“Hmm? Murong brother, what’s wrong with you?”
Li Mo suddenly paused, becoming alert.
He saw Murong Xiao lying there, eyes rolled back, tongue hanging out, drooling.
He looked like someone who had failed to abstain for years.
“Li brother, is there a possibility that he inhaled more Soft Muscle Powder than the Peng Yao?”
“That makes sense.”
Li Mo began searching for detoxifying pills.
However, he had recently acquired a lot of new pills and treasures, and with Huang Donglai’s foraged items, he couldn’t find them right away and had to sift through them slowly.
Fortunately, Huang Donglai was nearby, and he was quicker at identifying them.
“This is…”
“Li brother, this is Qian Gu Shi Jin Hui, specifically used to destroy corpses.”
“Ah, and this one?”
“This is Five-Color Poison Fungus; anyone who eats it will fall into severe hallucinations, unable to distinguish reality from dreams.”
“This pill looks so nice; it should…”
“Li brother! This is Han Xiao Ban Bu Dian! Don’t be fooled by its appearance; it might taste a bit sweet and is a must-have for home and travel, but eating it will lead to death from laughter!”
Li Mo searched for a long time.
In the process, he accidentally dropped forty “Huang Lang” (桄榔) on the ground.
“Are you… are you from the demonic sect?”
The dazed Peng Yao barely regained consciousness, looking fearfully at the group.
It had heard that among humans, there were some ruthless individuals, just like the disaster beasts of its own kind.
“What nonsense are you talking? We’re a legitimate sect; otherwise, how could you have fallen into our hands?”
“That’s called evil not prevailing over righteousness!”
Li Mo frowned as he picked up the hammer.
“…”
The Peng Yao looked at the tortoise shell binding it, the bottles and jars of poison scattered around, and the sharp, menacing hammer.
Then it recalled the opponent’s sinister tactics.
“I don’t want to kiss anyone!”
The Peng Yao cried out, sounding pitiful. It felt like it was done for; its tongue would surely be cut off and served as a drink.
Bang—
Li Mo gave it a slap, and the bump on the Peng Yao’s bald head swelled again.
“Stop whining. I’ll ask, and you’ll answer. If you tell the truth, I might consider letting you go.”
Li Mo said with a stern face.
The Heavenly Fate Divine Eye showed that although this Peng Yao often disturbed towns, it didn’t like eating people; instead, it preferred to raid cattle and sheep or sneak into granaries for a feast.
“Really?”
“You just have to trust me on this.”
“Then go ahead and ask.”
The Peng Yao swallowed hard, becoming obedient.
“You’ve seen this woman, right?”
Li Mo took out a red bean ice skin mooncake.
The Peng Yao’s eyes widened, almost popping out of its head. In its desperate desire to see clearly, it nearly became cross-eyed.
“Is it her? Of course, I’ve seen her!”
“She’s like a living Rakshasa; look at the hair on my head! She’s the one who cut it!”
The Peng Yao poured out its grievances.
“Where did she go?”
Li Mo bit into the mooncake and asked.
“To the Qingluan territory.” The Peng Yao thought, could this be the woman’s enemy?
Otherwise, why would they want to swallow her whole?
“If you want to hunt her down, you’ll have to wait until she comes out of the Qingluan territory.”
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