Across from him, the old weasel stood with its hands behind its back, staring at Ye Feng with great interest. A sly and playful glint flashed in its murky eyes as it spoke in human language.
"Young man, do I look more like a human or a deity to you?"
Everyone was tense, staring intently at the bizarre scene before them, secretly worried for Ye Feng.
This old weasel gave off a very dangerous and unfathomable feeling.
"You look like an idiot!"
Ye Feng raised his hand and slapped the old weasel away.
The other party let out a miserable scream, like a kite with a broken string, and crashed through the courtyard wall behind them, getting buried underground by the rubble.
In an instant, the courtyard was filled with smoke and dust.
Just as it struggled to get up, Ye Feng's large hand grabbed its neck and lifted it up, leaving half of its face a bloody mess.
Its two short legs kicked wildly in mid-air, its hairy face turned purplish-red, and its tongue stuck out long.
"Cough cough... Let go..."
"Please...don't kill me...for the sake of my hard-won cultivation...spare my life...cough cough"
"I...I am willing to submit..."
Ye Feng asked coldly.
What use are you to me?
After saying that, his large hand tightened its grip like an iron clamp.
The old weasel was being pinched so hard it was almost out of breath. Its two short legs were kicking frantically in mid-air as it spoke urgently.
"Nowadays... cough cough... city dwellers... all like to keep pets, right?... I'd be willing to be your pet..."
These words reminded Ye Feng of something. As if he had thought of something, he casually threw it on the ground and said...
"I'm missing a guard dog at home. If you want to live, this is your only chance."
The Ziyun Heavenly Palace Manor cannot be left unguarded; outsiders cannot be allowed to enter at will.
This old weasel is barely capable of handling the task.
Upon hearing this, the old weasel's face turned black, and he was so angry that his liver trembled.
Damn it, I'm a spirit beast aspiring to cultivate immortality.
Moreover, the wolf-slaying gang treated it like a grandfather.
They actually want me to be a watchdog!
Where the hell can I go to seek justice?
Ye Feng pinched the old weasel's chin and stuffed a pill into its mouth.
The old weasel sensed something was wrong and instinctively tried to refuse.
But Ye Feng was too strong, and besides, he didn't have the guts, so he had no choice but to swallow it down.
Ye Feng said calmly.
"This is a poison pill. If you dare to have any disloyal thoughts, I will immediately poison you to death."
"Follow me obediently, and if you behave well, I will naturally give you the antidote."
Yes, yes, yes.
The old weasel finally caught its breath and nodded like a chick pecking at rice.
Although it was very resentful, its life was now in someone else's hands, so it had no choice but to submit.
Ye Feng nodded, and then drew a big pie in the sky for it.
"Well, didn't you want to cultivate immortality? Follow me, and you'll have that opportunity."
The old weasel was immediately excited, and kept bowing with its two front paws in front of its chest.
"Yes, yes!"
Its intuition told it that this unfathomable young man could definitely guide it onto the right path.
Standing to the side, Tu Lang was dumbfounded. He swallowed hard and stepped forward with a forced smile.
"Uncle Hu, you can't believe this kid's words so easily. Maybe he's lying to you."
"My brother is coming soon..."
Snap—
The old weasel raised its hand and slapped the wolf-slaying man away.
It had a fire burning inside it that it just had nowhere to vent.
"You're teaching me how to do things."
“If it weren’t for the spirit stones you’ve given me as tribute, I would kill you right now for daring to oppose my master.”
"ah……"
Tu Lang let out a miserable howl and tumbled and crashed into the gate, screaming as blood streamed from his head.
Just then, a young general led a group of soldiers in, all bustling about.
"elder brother!"
Tu Lang covered his head and scrambled to his feet.
This young officer was none other than his elder brother, Tu Bao, a three-star colonel in the Tiger Legion, an eighth-rank martial artist in the Profound Realm, whose eyes shone like sword light.
"Little brother, what's wrong with you?"
As Tu Bao surveyed the mess on the ground, he helped the other person up and asked.
Tu Lang quickly recounted what had happened.
"Brother, I found an auspicious burial site for our family's ancestors and wanted to move it there, but this brat forcibly took over the land."
At this point, he pointed at Ye Feng and said through gritted teeth.
"This kid even boasted that he would wipe out my Wolf Slaughter Gang. Just now, he even killed a lot of your men."
"And even the shaman Hu, whom I went to great lengths to invite, was subdued by him. This kid has some skill; you'd better be careful."
Tu Bao turned his head and stared at Ye Feng with a gloomy look. He looked him up and down and found that he could not see through the man's cultivation level. On the surface, he looked like an ordinary person.
But the more this was the case, the less he dared to underestimate his opponent.
Upon seeing Dongfang Sheng standing behind Ye Feng, he quickly guessed the other party's identity, and a hint of apprehension flashed in his eyes.
"You must be Ye Feng?"
Previously, news of Ye Feng killing Cao Meng and blocking an army of 100,000 had already spread throughout the army.
Even Dongfang Sheng was willing to follow him.
As a three-star colonel in the Tiger Legion, Tu Bao had naturally heard of him.
Such a formidable figure is not someone a mere colonel like him can contend with.
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