Chapter 79: The Silver Moon Wolf Clan Causes Trouble, Hu Qing's Worries

“What did that young man give her?” Though he was perplexed, he kept his thoughts to himself. Matters of the young were best left to the young; an elder like him need not interfere. Who knew—perhaps meddling would bring about the opposite effect.

For now, Xiao Ling’er would remain with the Phoenix Clan. The secret domain of the Phoenix would be opened exclusively for her, guaranteeing her cultivation would advance by leaps and bounds. Without a doubt, this was the opportunity for the Phoenix Clan to rise. No—Phoenix had always been among the top demon clans; who would ever complain that their power was too formidable? Surely, no one. With Xiao Ling’er here, perhaps these clans would finally have a leader.

As Ling Tian departed, Xiao Ling’er withdrew her gaze, exchanged a greeting with Huang Huang, and then left. Huang Huang shook his head. As her grandfather, he likely meant less to Xiao Ling’er than a mere fraction of that young man Ling Tian. But what could he do? “I hope that boy truly lives up to his promise…” Huang Huang murmured, now wishing that Ling Tian’s words were true; otherwise, how heartbroken Xiao Ling’er would be!

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“Seeing us arrive, why haven’t you opened your formation to welcome us in?” Outside the protective array of the Fox Clan, several members of the Silvermoon Wolf Clan shouted.

The Silvermoon Wolf Clan was a mid-tier clan—not as powerful as the White Tiger Clan, but certainly stronger than the Fox Clan, enough to throw their weight around. Savage and cunning by nature, they occupied this awkward position: fawning over the strong, and mercilessly exploiting the weak.

“It’s not yet time for tribute. I must decline!” The leading patrolwoman of the Fox Clan stood before the formation with several clan members, warily eyeing the Silvermoon Wolf Clan outside. These outsiders were trouble. Whenever tribute was sent, they demanded even the foxes escorting the offerings stay behind, shamelessly greedy. Foxes taken to their territory rarely survived the next day, tortured to death. Yet, cunning as they were, they demanded few people, so their actions didn’t threaten the top clans, who ignored their cruelties.

The Fox Clan harbored no goodwill toward the Silvermoon Wolves. Their arrival at this time could only mean trouble.

How could they possibly let them in? That would be inviting wolves into the house.

“Impudent! When you’re told to open, you open! Do you know who he is? He is the sixth son of the Silvermoon Wolf King—Wolf Howl! Are you trying to provoke a dispute between our clans?” A Silvermoon Wolf scoffed. How dare these lowly foxes refuse them? Without pressure, they’d forget their place. Foxes, after all, were mere playthings among the demon clans.

He introduced the brutish, arrogant man beside him, his eyes gleaming with bloodlust and cruelty.

“Hey! Watch your tongue. How can you speak so rudely to such a beauty…” Wolf Howl interrupted, his gaze locking onto the Fox Clan’s patrol leader. “I’ll give you a chance—if you don’t want me to enter, come out and amuse us. After all, none of us wants to escalate matters.”

Wolf Howl sized up the woman—she was quite attractive. No, more than that; any fox woman would be beautiful. But this one was the leader—conquering her would bring particular satisfaction.

As the sixth son of the Silvermoon Wolf King, how could he not handle a fox woman?

Fox Qing pressed her lips, her eyes flickering as she pondered her options. Wolf Howl’s status made this situation difficult. Yet the Fox Clan already had enough troubles—she did not wish to add more. With determination, she began, “I…”

“Sister Qing, you need not speak to such filth—it sullies your mouth!” Fox Baiyi’s voice cut her off. He stepped to her side, patting her shoulder, his expression dark. He’d been informed of the situation and arrived just in time to witness this bullying. He’d slain many Silvermoon Wolves before—always in secret.

“Young Patriarch.” The foxes greeted him respectfully.

“Young Patriarch? Are you Fox Baiyi?” Wolf Howl raised his brow. The name was familiar, but it didn’t intimidate him. He licked his lips and taunted, “I hear you have several lovely sisters. Here, I’ll give you a chance to call me brother-in-law—send your sister out to keep me company!”

“You’re courting death!” Fox Baiyi’s face darkened further as Wolf Howl shifted his attention to Baiyi’s sister—a fatal mistake.

“Hahaha, I’m right here. But do you dare kill me?” Wolf Howl extended his neck, mocking, “Go on, kill me, hurry up—I don’t want to live anymore, I…”

He continued to provoke, but before he could finish, his eyes widened in shock—a thin line of blood appeared on his neck. He felt dizzy. Wait, he hadn’t been drinking—why did he feel drunk? Was that his body? But…

Dimly, he saw his clanmates panic, shouting. Then, silence.

“Such shameless demands—this is a first for me. I’ll grant your wish then!” On the Dragonhawk, Ling Tian withdrew his hand, speechless. Truly, the world was full of strange creatures—he encountered all sorts of oddities. He’d wondered how to make an example, but this fool had delivered himself.

The foxes stared in astonishment. Who was this youth? To kill so decisively, simply because he was asked? Yet, there seemed nothing wrong with that.

Fox Baiyi recognized the familiar figure atop the Dragonhawk and beamed with delight. This human youth really had returned his sister.

“Brother, Sister Qing?” Fox Xian’er called out, flying over. After days apart, she’d missed them.

“It’s good you’re safe.” Fox Baiyi examined Fox Xian’er and sighed with relief.

Ling Tian frowned at the Silvermoon Wolves’ chaos and shouted sternly, “Do you think crying and wailing will solve anything? Contact your clan leader at once!”