Translator: Misty Cloud Translations Editor: Misty Cloud Translations
“Aaah!”
“Roar!”
As the man cried out, the super sacred beast also roared. With the roar of Cloud Devouring Beast, a circle of strong pressure visible to the naked eye swept over in the sky. The pressure shrouded the surroundings and made everyone felt their bodies stiffen and chilled.
At that moment, the huge Cloud Devouring Beast rushed over like a tiger pouncing its prey and pressed the man who cursed Feng Jiu under his claws. The sound of cracking bones came out with the man’s scream.
“No! Help…save me…Ugh!”
As soon as he uttered the plea for help, Cloud Devouring Beast bit off the man’s neck and threw his bloody corpse in front of those people. The man’s neck was about to snap and the eyes were wide open with horror. This scene scared everyone into cold sweats. They stepped back involuntarily and stared with a frightened look at the young man as well as at the super sacred beast that was gracefully wiping the blood at the corners of its mouth.
What the hell! They actually attributed the bloodthirsty super sacred beast with the word
‘elegance’? But it happened that the super sacred beast squatted there at this time, raised its front claws lazily, wiped the corners of its mouth, and stretched out its tongue, which somehow made them think of elegance.
“I felt so stuffy.” Old White also strode out of Feng Jiu’s space with a whoosh. It flew above those people in the shape of a white dragon, blocked them from behind, and laughed excitedly. “Master, do you want to deal with them?”
“Mutant, mutant beast?”
The crowd gasped, looking at the dragon whose whole body was white as snow as well as the strange horn on its head. Their faces turned pale, they looked back abruptly at the young man in azure with shock in their eyes.
Who on earth was this young man? One super sacred beast was enough, but why did he still have such a rare mutant beast?
Not to mention that those people were frightened, even the old man and Zhuo Junyue were surprised by Feng Jiu’s contract beasts. They knew the super sacred beast, but where did this mutant white dragon come from? How could she have two rare contract beasts by herself? More importantly, people normally could only have one contract beast. Why did she have two?
If they knew that Feng Jiu had more than two contract beasts, they would be even more surprised.
Feng Jiu took a look at Old White and then told those frightened people. “How goes it? Are you going to hand over your things obediently? Or do you want us to kill you and then rob you? But think carefully before it’s too late to regret.”
The old man and Zhuo Junyue stood quietly behind her. It looked like she could handle it without them.
The old man stood behind Feng Jiu and took measures of her with a strange look. Sure enough, there were signs to be found. From the time he first met her, she directly swindled him out of his treasure and left him behind. This person didn’t do such a thing once or twice. She seemed to be used to it, perhaps she had forcibly robbed others no less than a hundred times.
When he thought of this, he touched his beard. How could he think she was simple and honest that day? He was really deceived by her pure appearance.
When those men heard Feng Jiu’s words and looked at the current situation, they hesitated for a moment. If they handed over all their belongings, wouldn’t they have done all their work for nothing?
