Chaos



Chaos

"Wait." Mu Qing grabbed Wen Zheng's hand, her eyes sweeping over the demons present. "Don't make a move yet, wait for the right opportunity."

The demons who came today belong to different races and are usually at odds. However, with the ancestral white deer present, they are very likely to join forces.

Mu Qing's cultivation was profound, so she was naturally not afraid of these demons. But Wen Zheng was different; once a fight broke out, the pressure from a powerful figure would seriously injure her.

For Wen Zheng's sake, Mu Qing had to wait for the right opportunity, preferably when the demon race was in chaos.

His cold gaze swept over everyone, finally settling on the feather fan beside the Grand Elder.

This might be the only chance.

He lowered his eyes, pondering how to use the feather fan. Wen Zheng was also thinking of a solution. When she saw Xiao Yu being captured, she did impulsively want to go up and save him. Now that she thought about it, her cultivation level was not high, and going up would only be suicide.

We need to think of other solutions.

The two men's minds raced. Xiao Ze, sitting next to the Grand Elder, frowned. The original plan was that the Grand Elder would be very excited to see the feather fan and would want to test whether it was intact. However, the formation set up by the Vermilion Bird was activated at this moment, and the Grand Elder was injured.

The Grand Elder's attention is now entirely drawn to the ancestral white deer brought by Lieyan, and the plan may change.

His mood suddenly soured, his expression turned unhappy, the smile in his eyes disappeared, leaving only anxious pupils scanning his surroundings.

Did Suzaku come or not?

As he was searching, his gaze met that of Wen Zheng and Mu Qing sitting in the corner, and he froze, wondering why the two of them were still there.

No, that's not important. Judging from their expressions, they seem to be facing difficulties as well.

Considering that they had helped bring the feather fan to Qing Shi City, Xiao Ze decided to lend a hand. He raised an eyebrow, got up, and walked towards the two people's seats.

The Grand Elder's attention was entirely focused on the ancestral white deer. Seeing him walk towards the two humans, he assumed he just wanted to catch up and didn't stop him.

Xiao Ze sat down smoothly between the two, put his arms around their shoulders, and asked, "Do you need my help?"

His hands pressed down on them, causing them to freeze. As their eyes met, they simultaneously pushed his hands away. Mu Qing patted imaginary dust off her shoulder: "Don't touch me."

Xiao Ze ignored his disdain and turned to look at Wen Zheng, "While I still have time, I won't be able to take care of you when the fight breaks out later."

When Wen Zheng pushed Xiao Ze's hand away, she did the same dust-brushing motion as Mu Qing. Upon hearing this, she stopped and asked, "Can you help now? I know that white deer child. He's from Blue Water Town. I don't know how he got here. I want to save him."

Following Wen Zheng's words, Xiao Ze looked at the child who was being forced to kneel down. A pair of long antlers had grown on his head, and the white antlers looked holy and radiant, making people believe that they had the effect of rejuvenating.

Xiao Ze was happy to save people, but the current situation was different. A mistake could very well lead to the failure of the entire plan, so he could not act rashly.

"I'm sorry, it's not the right time yet." His deep voice was filled with frustration; his conscience was tormented by the inability to save the person in time.

Upon receiving the message to wait a moment longer, Wen Zheng's expression turned displeased, her bright eyes darkening with gloom. She looked at the Grand Elder on the throne, a few talismans appearing in her hand.

"Let me do it." Wen Zheng slowly raised her hand from under the table, her expression becoming serious and earnest.

"Calm down." Mu Qing pressed her hand down.

At this moment, Xiao Yu's face was deathly pale, lifeless, and he looked like a puppet, devoid of any soul.

Grandpa Zhao is dead, and the uncle who escorted him back is seriously injured and missing. He has become a fish on someone else's chopping board, and no one is coming to save him.

The man who was cutting off his antlers drew closer and closer. Xiaoyu trembled with fear, turning his head away, unable to look. He felt his antlers being grabbed, and he closed his eyes tightly, waiting for the butcher's knife to fall.

The next second, an explosion rang in his ears, and a gust of wind blew his bangs. He opened his eyes and was surprised to see the two people who had saved him from the white-clad man.

Wen Zheng held the talisman in her hand and blocked Xiao Yu's way, her face showing anger and disgust. "You old bastard, attacking a child like this is disgusting."

She couldn't bear it any longer. She watched helplessly as a young child had his antlers cut off and eaten in public, and her anger reached its peak after she learned that antlers could not be regenerated.

The process of harvesting deer antlers was interrupted, and Elder Lieyan walked over with an angry look on his face. "Where did this human come from, daring to ruin the Great Elder's good deed?"

After speaking, he thrust his sword forward, but Wen Zheng took out all the protective talismans to block the attack.

When Elder Lieyan missed with his sword, he flashed in front of Wen Zheng and was about to strike with his sword when someone else's sword was even faster.

The frost-covered sword blocked his longsword. He turned his head to look at him. "Humans again? How did you manage to sneak in?"

Where on earth did the humans come from to host the birthday banquet of the Demon Clan's Grand Elder?

"None of your business." Mu Qing made a move, quickly repelling Elder Lieyan. When the First Elder looked over with displeasure, she shouted at Xiao Ze, "Hurry up and make your move."

He had barely finished speaking when Wen Zheng flung out the talisman in her hand, aiming at the Grand Elder seated above.

A few Explosive Fire Talismans are only moderately powerful, but what if the number of Explosive Fire Talismans increases?

Wen Zheng verified the question that had been impossible to verify before. She threw out dozens of explosive fire talismans, and the demons around the Grand Elder were caught off guard and were all injured by the explosion, rolling on the ground and howling in pain.

Wen Zheng felt no pity for these demons. During her days in Qing Shi City, she witnessed how the demons there bullied the weak and ruthlessly attacked the weaker ones. In Wen Zheng's heart, Qing Shi City was utterly rotten.

Despite the chaos, the Grand Elder remained calm, instead relaxing back in his chair and smiling as he said, "I knew things would get chaotic today, but I didn't expect you two humans to be the first to make a move."

Most of the powerful demons who came today were summoned by the Grand Elder to help them. The Grand Elder promised them many benefits before persuading them.

"It's such a pity. Two humans have died here. I'll have a hard time explaining myself." The elder sighed twice, tapping his fingers. Many demons stood up to protect him.

Looking at the sea of ​​heads in front of her, Wen Zheng took a deep breath, took out two stacks of talismans, and handed one stack to Mu Qing and Xiao Ze, "These are all talismans that will benefit you. Use them as you see fit. I'll take Xiao Yu and leave first."

She took out her short sword and cut the ropes binding Xiaoyu, then pulled the frightened Xiaoyu into her arms.

“Okay,” Mu Qing took the talisman and continued, “Be careful, find a place to hide, I’ll come find you after I’m done.”

Wen Zheng nodded while holding Xiao Yu, took out two speed-enhancing talismans from her storage bag, used them, and turned to leave.

Xiao Ze had already cleared a path for her and even sent people to escort her away. After seeing them off, he sighed and looked at the Grand Elder, "You, at your age, why aren't you dead yet? You've made me and Zhuque waste so much effort."

In their efforts to kill the Grand Elder, he and Suzaku used every means at their disposal. If they failed this time, they would have no further chances.

The Grand Elder, putting on a benevolent facade, said with a smile, "I am the Grand Elder of the Demon Clan. If I die, what will become of the Demon Clan?"

The demon race has no demon king. The Grand Elder has ruled the demon race for many years and considers himself the king of the demon race. Without him, the demon race cannot see a future.

Xiao Ze sneered, "Heh, Elder, have you seen the current state of the demon race? The strong bully the weak, the big demons eat the little demons, and in order to survive, the little demons can only bully the even smaller demons. Is this the future of the demon race that you want?"

“That’s right.” The elder glanced at him disdainfully. “Humans and demons are powerful, and ghosts can also get a share of the spoils by following the demons. The demon race is obviously numerous, but it can only be ranked at the bottom among them.”

"Only by eliminating these incompetent demons and freeing up resources for cultivation can the strong become stronger, and only then will the demons have a voice among other races."

His nonsensical and absurd arguments fooled many of the demons present, leading some to even attack the lesser demons around them, splattering blood on the ground.

The shouts and cries for help all around were making people feel uneasy. Xiao Ze glanced at the crowd and shouted, "Zhuque, why aren't you making a move?"

"What's the rush?" An ordinary-looking demon removed his disguise, revealing the face of the Vermilion Bird City Lord to the crowd.

With the help of the Vermilion Bird, many demons stopped attacking. They all knew about the feud between the Vermilion Bird and the Grand Elder, and that only one of them could live. They had come to help and did not want to lose their lives here.

Zhuque looked at the demons who had stopped fighting with disdain and sneered, "Leave now, and I can let bygones be bygones. Those who stay will die here."

The words were full of threats, and the retreating demons, seeing that things were not going well, turned and ran.

The people of Zhuque did not stop them and let them leave. They also let the group of weak demons go with them. The huge banquet venue was mostly empty. The Grand Elder was surrounded by demons who were loyal to him. The most obvious one was Elder Lieyan, who had presented the treasure earlier.

"Vermilion Bird, how dare you betray us and join the human race in assassinating the Grand Elder!" Lie Yan was unaware of the feud between Vermilion Bird and the Grand Elder, otherwise he wouldn't have thought of offering the peacock feather fan.

Suzaku had nothing to say to this brainless brute, and raised his hand to fight.

Xiao Ze waved to his men, and the two sides immediately engaged in a fierce battle.

Mu Qing stood by and witnessed what happened, but did not stop it. Instead, she thought of Wen Zheng who had left, wondering if she had left safely.

While he was lost in thought, the Grand Elder, whose expression remained unchanged, took out a jade tablet from his sleeve. The situation was unclear, and it seemed that his group of fools were about to be defeated by the Vermilion Bird. The jade tablet contained a teleportation array, so he could leave first in case of crisis.

No one knew the thoughts hidden in his cloudy eyes. Zhuque was busy fighting Lieyan and had no time to pay attention to someone who was about to die. Xiao Ze was busy dealing with the remaining enemies. Mu Qing, who had come to her senses, noticed his abnormality and reminded him, "Be careful of the Grand Elder."

Xiao Ze swiftly slashed his blade, dispatching a demon who lunged at him. Blood dripped onto his feet, which he wiped away in disgust, replying, "I know, you go find Wen Zheng first."

Mu Qing's mind wasn't on this, and he wasn't willing to help, so it was better to let him leave.

The conflict with the Grand Elder is an internal matter for the demon race, and involving the human race will make the subsequent situation difficult to resolve.

Mu Qing sheathed his sword, turned and left, leaving the strife and chaos behind him behind. He closed his eyes and searched for the lotus lantern he had given to Wen Zheng earlier. After sensing her approximate location, he rushed towards her direction.

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