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The Immortal Emperor Returns

Chapter 427 - Tears of the Yellow Weasel!
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Chapter 427 Tears of the Yellow Weasel!

Chu Xun was like a very fussy food critic.

He chopped some wood and lit a fire.

“Who wants to help me pluck the feathers?”

“I’ll do it.”

“I’ll do it.”

As soon as Chu Xun finished speaking, several weasels scrambled to take the lead.

The Peacock race looked down on the Mustelid race.

However, the Mustelid race liked them very much, especially a particular female peacock.

The weasels were all eager to show their loyalty, because they had meat to eat with the “Tenth Presbyter”.

“Be gentle, all of you. Don’t hurt the beautiful Peacock,” shouted Chu Xun.

“Tenth Presbyter, you really are respectful. You even show affection towards food.”

A few weasels were talking, but their dirty claws were groping around the female peacock’s body.

A female peacock was just a bird to humans.

But in the eyes of these weasels, this female peacock was equivalent to a stunning beauty.

Therefore, not only did they want to show their loyalty to Tenth Presbyter, but they also wanted to take advantage of the peacock.

To put it bluntly, they wanted to do some groping.

Chu Xun pretended not to see anything, but there was a trace of imperceptible slyness on the corner of his mouth.

“Three.”

“Two.”

“One.”

Chu Xun murmured in his heart.

But when he got to “one”, the dead peacock was resurrected.

It could be said that she couldn’t bear the humiliation anymore.

“Swoosh! Swoosh!”

The giant peacock, which was more than a dozen meters long when its wings opened up, cried out with anger. It spread its wings and stirred up a fierce gust of wind.

The weasels were all low-level Beast Lords, so they simply couldn’t react fast enough. Even if they were prepared, they still would be no match for this Seventh-grade Avian Lord.

As the peacock flapped its wings, gusts of strong wind blew away several weasels, and the rocks around them were all destroyed.

The peacock rose into the air, covering the sky and the sun. She then looked down at Chu Xun with cold eyes.

Chu Xun jumped onto a rock and pounced on the peacock in the air.

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This peacock did not expect that Chu Xun could jump so high. It rose again in panic and spoke in human language.

“Help!”

The voice was loud and clear, spreading far into the distance.

In the end, Chu Xun failed to reach her. But she fell down from the air, exhausted.

At this time, there happened to be a patrol team of the Lycan race passing by. Upon hearing the peacock’s cry for help, they rushed over like lightning.

“Peacock Fairy, what happened?” The leader of the Lycan race was a strong male with a pair of strange yellow eyes. He was a Seventh-grade Beast Lord.

Before the peacock could reply, they had already rushed into the stone forest, staring blankly at the scene in front of them.

“Mustelid race, you actually dare to disregard Mr. Wu’s rules and slaughter our fellow Taoist friends, the Peacock race?” The leader of the Lycan race roared in shock.

The weasels were frightened out of their wits. They didn’t expect things to get out of hand like this.

“Tenth Presbyter, what should we do?”

“Kill!”

Chu Xun narrowed his eyes slightly, then rushed toward the Lycan race, and raised his fist to punch them.

“Mustelid race, you filthy weasels, are you trying to rebel?”

The leader of the Lycan race was furious and fought back in a panic. However, he was only a Seventh-grade Beast Lord, while the Mustelid race’s tenth Presbyter was at the eighth grade. With a single punch, the wolf was sent flying, smashing a 5,000 kilograms giant rock into pieces, breaking his bones and tendons at the same time.

Chu Xun rushed over and smashed half of the young man from the Lycan race’s head. He was screaming in pain.

“What are you waiting for? If they live, we will die.” Chu Xun shouted at the weasels, who were in a daze.

These weasels hadn’t woken up yet. They subconsciously pounced on those dark-faced, long-toothed wolves.

“Mustelid race, you dare to destroy our alliance, are you trying to rebel?” A few giant wolves roared angrily.

However, Chu Xun didn’t pay much attention to the shouting. He rushed over and smashed the head of a huge green wolf.

These giant wolves were all low-level Beast Lords, so they were no match for Chu Xun. With the help of several weasels, the wolves were all killed in an instant.

In a panic, the peacock flapped its wings and flew away at a high speed.

“Tenth Presbyter, what should we do now?”

The weasels were frightened out of their wits.

“It’s okay. We’ll just say that these peacocks were killed by the Lycan race. We were trying to rescue them.”

“But that peacock has gone back to deliver the message. So the truth will come out.”

“It doesn’t matter. Let’s just say that the peacock was scared out of its wits that it mistook us for enemies.”

“Will that work?”

“It has to, unless you want to die. Now tell me, do you want to die? Just keep your mouths shut and listen to me.”

The weasels quickly nodded their huge heads in agreement.

“Let’s go back. Remember to shout that the Lycan race has rebelled and destroyed our alliance.”

Chu Xun followed the weasels and ran towards the building.

“My fellow Taoist friends from all the clans, be careful. The Lycan race has rebelled against us and killed our Taoist friends from the Peacock race.”

“Beware everyone. The Lycan race has killed our allies and destroyed the alliance.”

A few weasels shouted as they ran.

Their voice was loud and clear, spreading far into the distance. The various clans were all shocked. Did the Lycan race really rebel?

The escaped female peacock flew back to their Tribe territory in panic and found their strongest member, Kong Tengfei.

Kong Tengfei was furious when he heard that his clansmen had been killed and eaten by the Mustelid race. With a roar, he shocked the entire Nether Mountain.

The men of all clans were alarmed, hurrying over one after another.

Kong Tengfei saw the strongest member of the Mustelid race, who was a short, yellow-faced, and ugly man.

He then went into a rage and struck out with his palm, showing his strong killing desire.

“Kong Tengfei, what are you doing?” Huang Sheng said angrily. With an earthen yellow light surging from his body, Huang Sheng also struck out with his own palm.

Boom!

Like a clash of thunder, both of them flew backwards at the same time.

“Kong Tengfei, are you crazy?” Huang Sheng’s ugly face seemed uglier with his anger.

“Huang Sheng, the tenth Presbyter of your clan killed my Peacock race’s patrol team and ate their meat and drank their blood. If you don’t give me an explanation today, my Peacock race will destroy you even at the cost of our whole race’s strength.” Kong Tengfei was full of killing intent.

The masters of the other races who had rushed over were all stunned.

The Mustelid race actually killed the Peacock race’s patrol team and ate them?

Hearing this, Huang Sheng’s face suddenly changed, but he knew that he could not admit to anything regardless of whether Kong Tengfei was telling the truth or not at this time.

“Kong Tengfei, what are you talking about? What right do you have to say that our Mustelid race killed your Peacock race’s patrol team?”

Kong Tengfei’s eyes were cold as he looked at the female peacock who escaped.

“Kong Ying, don’t worry. The uncles present will be in charge of justice. If it doesn’t work, there will be Mr. Wu.”

Kong Ying told him everything that had happened.

When the masters of various clans heard this, they all looked towards Huang Sheng.

“Huang Sheng, what else do you have to say?” Kong Tengfei asked angrily.

Huang Sheng’s bean-sized eyes flickered. He looked at Kong Ying and said, “You said that the Tenth Presbyter of our clan killed your men, but the Tenth Presbyter is an Eighth-grade Beast Lord, and you have just stepped into Grade Seven. How did you manage to escape from him?”

Kong Ying had already changed into her human form, and her pretty face was covered with frost. She wanted to say that she had escaped by pretending to be dead. But when she thought of those weasels touching her, she felt sick and wanted to vomit. She didn’t want others to know about such humiliation.

“Huang Sheng, what are you insinuating?” Kong Tengfei said angrily, “Are you saying that you wish Kong Ying to also have died so that no one will know what your Mustelid race did?”

“I’ve always felt that these weasels can’t be trusted. As expected, they destroyed the alliance.” The strongest expert of the Lycan race spoke.

“I’ve always hated such dirty races joining our alliance. See, something really has gone foul.” Hei Teng of the Draconian race sneered.

Huang Sheng’s eyes were sinister. He knew that the other races had always looked down on his Mustelid race.

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“Let’s talk about it when the Tenth Presbyter of our clan comes back. We can’t only listen to this little girl’s words.”

“Will the Tenth Presbyter of your clan come back after doing such a shameful thing?”

Kong Tengfei suddenly came to his senses and ordered to seal the Nether Mountain.

“Disciples of the Peacock race, follow me. Let’s find those filthy mongrels.”

Before leaving, Kong Tengfei looked at Huang Sheng and sneered. “Huang Sheng, I will definitely make Mr. Wu support justice.”

“Let’s also go and take a look too. The weasels know how to dig holes. Let’s make sure they don’t run away,” Hei Teng said in a strange tone.

As a result, before the group of men had gone far, they heard shouting that the Lycan race had rebelled.

The face of the strongest master of the Lycan race suddenly turned cold.

At this time, Chu Xun rushed in with several weasels.

Seeing Kong Tengfei and the others, Chu Xun was slightly stunned, indicating the weasels to cry out

A few weasels ran up to Huang Sheng.

“Eighth Presbyter, the Lycan race has rebelled. They killed our Taoist friends of the Peacock race and ate all of their corpses.”

Eighth Presbyter?

Chu Xun thought to himself, “Fortunately, I didn’t speak rashly.”

“Tenth Presbyter, what’s going on?” Huang Sheng looked at Chu Xun and asked.

“We heard someone calling for help when we were on patrol just now.” Chu Xun turned his head and saw Kong Ying. He then shouted, “Yes, it was this Peacock Fairy. She was crying out for help. We rushed over and found that the members of the Lycan race were eating the bodies of several peacocks. It was a rebellion. They wanted to break Mr. Wu’s rules. How could we tolerate such a cruel thing, so we went up and fought with them. But the Lycan race entered the stone forest, and it was such a complicated environment, so eventually, they escaped.”

Everyone had a strange look on their faces as they looked at the strongest master of the Lycan race.

They thought that it was the Mustelid race who had killed the Peacock race. How come it ended up being the Lycan race?

“Nonsense.” Kong Ying pointed at Chu Xun. When she thought about her subordinates being slaughtered and the weasels touching her body, she was so angry that she was trembling all over. “You are the ones who killed the Peacock race.”

Chu Xun looked at Kong Ying with all stunned, and his expression was that of disappointment.

“Fairy, we saved your life. How could you then turn around and blame on us? Why are you saying such things? Did someone threaten you?”

Before Kong Ying could speak, Chu Xun glanced at the strongest member of the Lycan race and added, “Everyone, look, someone must have threatened this fairy. She is trembling with fear. Someone has threatened her to deliberately frame our Mustelid race.”

Everyone looked at Kong Ying and saw that she was shivering all over. They couldn’t help but wonder if someone had really threatened her. Otherwise, how could she be so scared?

“I know that there have always been misunderstandings about our Mustelid race, but we are not easily bullied. I mean blaming the murder of our fellow Taoist friends of the Peacock race on us, let me tell you, I won’t allow it.” Chu Xun’s face was full of anger.

“Yes, we won’t allow it.”

“Tenth Presbyter is right. We are here to save people. As for who the murderers are, let’s just find the Lycan race’s patrol team and the truth will be found out soon enough.”

“Someone has killed our Taoist friends from the Peacock race and wants our Mustelid race to take the blame. We refuse to accept it.”

The weasels all cried out in grief and indignation. Two of them even managed to squeeze out a few drops of tears, as if they had been greatly wronged.

The so-called tears of a yellow weasel.

Chu Xun was stunned. Those weasels were really drama queens, so talented in acting.

With the help of these weasels, they were sure to start a rumble session.