kvmb Chapter 163 Beast Clan Council
Chapter 163 Beast Clan Council
Deep within the Aris Forest, in a spacious stone hall, the leaders of the four super beast races gathered once again.
Ancient runes were inlaid on the four walls of the stone hall, and a faint light flickered in the dim space, illuminating several faces with different expressions.
Long Yueze's wicked face was filled with dissatisfaction, his eyes blazing with anger, and his voice was full of rage: "What exactly does your Darkwing Nether Tiger Clan want to do? Why did you launch such a large-scale beast tide? And what are you Purple Extreme Flame Phoenix Clan doing, meddling in this mess?"
Ming Wuji chuckled, leaning back lazily in his chair, a hint of mockery in his eyes: "Humans are running wild right at our doorstep, and you still ask why?"
He paused, his tone laced with provocation, "Hey, Long Yueze, I heard you got into trouble before and were rescued by the humans?"
He deliberately dragged out his words, his gaze sweeping back and forth across Long Yueze's face. "At first I didn't believe it, but now I think it might not be entirely baseless! Look at how anxious you are, no one would believe you haven't received any kindness from the human race."
Long Yueze's face instantly darkened, golden scales shimmering beneath his skin. He abruptly stood up, his voice as cold as ice: "Ming Wuji, shut the hell up! If you spout any more nonsense, I'll whip you to death with my tail."
Ming Wuji raised an eyebrow, showing no fear whatsoever, and instead laughed even more unrestrainedly: "Oh, getting anxious already? Looks like I hit the nail on the head?"
Long Linhan, the patriarch of the Moon-Treading Spirit Dragon Clan, frowned and glanced at Ming Potian. "Yue Ze, sit down. Ming Potian, keep your grandson's mouth shut and don't make baseless accusations against our Moon-Treading Spirit Dragon Clan."
Long Yueze snorted coldly, but eventually sat down, crossed his arms, and stared coldly at Ming Wuji.
Ming Potian, the patriarch of the Darkwing Nether Tiger Clan, a shadow of malice flashed in his eyes, his voice low and hoarse: "Long Linhan, whether my grandson is lying or not, you all know in your hearts. The human race has caused such a commotion in the Aris Forest recently, don't tell me your Moon-Treading Spirit Dragon Clan doesn't know?"
Long Linhan frowned, his sharp gaze fixed on Ming Potian: "But they haven't harmed the interests of my beast race. Now, isn't it somewhat inappropriate for you to launch such a large-scale beast tide?"
Ming Potian sneered, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes: "Inappropriate? Long Linhan, are you getting old and your brain isn't working properly anymore? The human race is now running rampant in the Aris Forest. Isn't this a blatant slap in our face? Who knows what they might do while they're at it?"
"Ming Potian, I think you're the one who's mentally ill, and seriously so. You don't even know if they did it or not, so what's the point of you starting a beast tide?" Long Linhan had been holding back for a long time, but he still couldn't control his temper. Both grandfather and grandson had fiery tempers.
Ming Potian was furious, his face turning red and his voice rising eight octaves: "Do you know the saying, 'Strike first, or suffer the consequences!'"
Feng Aoyun, the patriarch of the Purple Extreme Flame Phoenix Clan, is a woman with a cold and stern face. Watching the two arguing, she raised her hand to rub her temples, feeling a bit of a headache.
"Stop arguing. This beast tide doesn't have any other purpose than to give the human race a warning. They have indeed been making more moves lately."
Long Yueze sneered, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes: "Isn't that because we beastmen have a traitor? Some scoundrel has created some kind of mutated drug, attracting the attention of the authorities. Instead of investigating this, you've launched a massive beast tide to attack the human race. Have you lost your mind?"
Ming Wuji scoffed and impatiently tossed his hair: "As everyone knows, my beast race doesn't know alchemy, let alone researching mutation potions! How is that possible! Maybe this is all a conspiracy by the human race to completely destroy my beast race."
Long Yueze rolled his eyes speechlessly, his disdain barely concealed: "They've already found out that someone from our beast race kidnapped a human alchemist. Can you stop thinking about such lewd things and start thinking about something more important?"
The atmosphere in the stone hall grew increasingly tense, and the rifts between the four super beast races became more and more apparent.
Just at this tense moment, a snoring sound suddenly came from inside the hall. Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw that Xuan Jialang, the patriarch of the Sishui Xuan Turtle Clan, was fast asleep on the table, with drool almost dripping onto the stone table.
Ming Potian clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and stepped forward to shake his shoulders violently.
"What's wrong? Is it an earthquake?" Xuan Jialang was startled awake and shouted loudly, his eyes still half-closed, clearly not fully awake yet.
"..." Ming Potian gritted his teeth, "There was no earthquake, it was me!"
"What are you trying to do? Don't you know that cutting off someone's sleep is like killing their parents?" Xuan Jialang said impatiently, his eyes still blurry.
Ming Potian took a deep breath, trying to suppress the anger in his heart, and his voice was almost squeezed out from between his teeth: "What does your Sishui Xuan Turtle Clan think about this beast tide?"
"How else can we see it? We'll see it in our dreams. Don't bother me, I'm going to see it now." Xuan Jialang tilted his head back, leaned against the back of the chair, and closed his eyes again, as if the conversation had never happened.
Ming Potian's forehead veins throbbed, his face a mixture of red and blue, a truly spectacular sight. He clenched his fist, almost unable to resist throwing a punch.
Long Linhan took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing his laughter, and tried to ease the situation: "In any case, the matter of the beast tide still needs to be carefully considered. Our Moon-Treading Spirit Dragon Clan will not participate, and we hope that you will not allow the conflict between the human and beast races to escalate further."
"Humans and beastmen have developed peacefully for so many years. Now, the two sides are evenly matched. Why add more casualties?"
Ming Potian sneered, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes: "Long Linhan, since your Moon-Treading Spirit Dragon Clan has chosen to stand idly by, then how we act is none of your business."
Feng Aoyun stood up, her cold gaze sweeping over the crowd: "Our Purple Extreme Flame Phoenix Clan will continue to participate in the beast tide. However, our purpose is merely to issue a warning; we will not wage a full-scale war against the human race."
Long Linhan hesitated for a moment, but still reminded him, "This beast tide has lasted long enough. Isn't that a warning?"
"What does this have to do with your Moon-Treading Dragon Clan? Long Linhan, bring your grandson, please!" Ming Potian gave them a rude dismissal.
"Yueze, let's go! What kind of lousy place is this? Do you think we wanted to come here?" Long Linhan slammed his palm on the stone table, shattering it into pieces. Xuan Jialang, who was fast asleep nearby, was startled awake. "Was that thunder?"
"There was no thunder, but now you can go home and sleep!" Long Yueze teased, a smirk playing on his lips.
Upon hearing that he could go home to sleep, Xuan Jialang's eyes lit up, and he became more awake. "Okay, okay, I'll go back right now."
Before Ming Potian could react, he vanished from the hall like a whirlwind, leaving only a creaking, swaying chair spinning in place.
Ming Potian was furious and about to unleash a torrent of profanities. Long Linhan bared his teeth, grabbed Long Yueze who was still seated, and quickly disappeared from the hall.
"..."
Ming Potian nearly suffered internal injuries from holding it in. He stood there, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked, but he had nowhere to vent his frustration.