Chu Keren was furious at Qian Pangzi's words.
Brain-dead princess?!
She had never been insulted in her life! And to her face!
A trace of coldness flickered in Chu Keren's eyes, and she said angrily, "Fatty, who are you calling brain-dead?"
Qian Pangzi shook his fat jiggled and sneered, "Whoever is brain-dead, that's who I'm calling!"
Chu Keren trembled with anger, "Fatty, you..."
"What about me! You say you're brain-dead and you don't admit it? Look at what you're doing, if that's not brain-dead, what is? Truly, the father of the brain-dead opened the door for the brain-dead – brain-dead all the way home!"
As a merchant, Qian Pangzi's sharp tongue was no match for a pampered princess.
Chu Keren was so enraged she lost her mind, shouting furiously, "Fatty, I'm going to kill you!"
As she spoke, the spiritual energy in her palm began to churn.
Mu Qingyan and Qingyu frowned, about to speak, when they heard Qian Pangzi's infuriating words once more.
"Calling you brain-dead, no mistake! With the enemy right in front of us, you still have time for infighting? Fine, fine, Uncle Qian was wrong, you're not brain-dead, you're worse than brain-dead!"
Chu Keren was too angry to speak, and the spiritual energy in her hand shot directly at Qian Pangzi.
What appeared in her hand was a sharp sword formed from golden spiritual energy.
Golden spiritual energy was inherently destructive, and now, amplified by Chu Keren's rage, it was even more lethal.
"Stop!"
"Stop!"
As Mu Qingyan and Qingyu's cold shouts rang out simultaneously, two streams of spiritual energy instantly reached Chu Keren and Qian Pangzi.
Mu Qingyan's spiritual energy blocked Chu Keren's golden sword, while Qingyu lunged for the spherical Qian Pangzi, attempting to throw him out of Chu Keren's attack range.
But Qian Pangzi, for all his venomous tongue, was not lacking in vigilance.
He had already kept some distance from Chu Keren, so the moment Chu Keren's spiritual energy took form, he had already rolled into a ball and activated his rolling mode. Sudan Novel Network
Thus, Qingyu's grab missed.
"Princess Qionghua, do not push your luck!"
Mu Qingyan's icy voice rang out.
A trickle of blood escaped Chu Keren's lips—she had vomited blood from anger at Mu Qingyan's words.
Seeing their princess injured, the two guards couldn't stand for it!
They exchanged glances, then charged forward simultaneously, their spiritual energy coalescing into energy balls, which they hurled at Mu Qingyan and Qingyu.
The Nine-tailed Owl circling overhead, having already gained sentience, now held a hint of mockery in its piercing gaze.
If not for the White Tiger's oppressive aura here, it would have long ago swooped down to tear apart these humans who stole its young.
Now, seeing them turn on each other, it was naturally pleased.
Fight, fight! It hoped they would all be mutually destroyed.
Then, it could reap the benefits and kill all these humans to avenge its stolen children.
Of course, before that, it had to save its own young, lest they be caught in the crossfire.
Therefore, the Nine-tailed Owl's gaze remained fixed on the two guards, waiting for its chance.
Mu Qingyan and Qingyu frowned as they sensed the incoming spiritual energy.
With the Nine-tailed Owl watching them menacingly, they had no desire for infighting. This was why, even when Chu Keren showed murderous intent towards Qian Pangzi, they had only stopped Chu Keren and not retaliated in kind.
However, they had clearly underestimated the destructive power of Qian Pangzi's words, underestimated Chu Keren's sheer stupidity, and underestimated the idiocy of those two guards.
Just as Mu Qingyan and Qingyu blocked the guards' attacks, Chu Keren's hysterical voice rang out.
"Fatty, this princess will definitely tear you to shreds!"
Although she resented Mu Qingyan's double standards, sensing Mu Qingyan's peak Huayuan Realm strength, she directed all her fury towards Qian Pangzi.
This was perhaps the so-called picking on the softest persimmon.
Who could blame her, when this fatty was so venomous and his cultivation so low!
"Brain-dead princess, can't you recognize the situation!"
Qian Pangzi cursed, turned, and prepared to run.
But fate, as it often does, has its strange turns.
The two guards, their attacks on Mu Qingyan and Qingyu unsuccessful, were instead thrown backward by the energy released from the exploding spiritual energy balls.
And the direction one of them was thrown was directly behind Qian Pangzi.
Qian Pangzi, in his haste to escape, didn't notice the person behind him.
Thus, the two collided spectacularly.
Given Qian Pangzi's girth, how could the guard possibly stay upright?
Qian Pangzi was relatively fine; although his flesh ached from the impact, his sheer mass provided some stability, and he merely staggered.
But the guard was not so lucky. He landed on the ground in a classic face-plant, not only tasting dirt but also hearing a crisp cracking sound beneath his stomach.
Everyone present froze, even Chu Keren, who had been madly trying to kill Qian Pangzi, looked at the guard sprawled on the ground in shock.
The guard, initially stunned, then realized what had happened, his face turning deathly pale.
Because the Nine-tailed Owl's egg—had cracked!
The Nine-tailed Owl let out a sudden shriek and swooped down directly above the guard.
Its sharp talons raked into the guard's back, and before anyone could react, it ascended into the sky.
A tragic scream pierced the air.
The Nine-tailed Owl tore a large chunk of flesh from the guard's back, blood instantly soaking through his clothes.
Stimulated by the scent of blood, the Nine-tailed Owl became even more frenzied, its rage growing uncontrollable.
This lowly human had not only stolen its young but also killed it; it would surely kill this human to avenge its child!
The Nine-tailed Owl's form rapidly ascended, instantly reaching an altitude of a thousand meters.
But that was not enough; it continued to climb.
Two thousand meters!
Three thousand meters!
The guard, held in the Nine-tailed Owl's grip, began to frost over. His pale face grew paler, his lips turning a dark purple.
He was so terrified that he had forgotten to resist, his thoughts slowing down.
Suddenly, he felt the grip holding him vanish.
Before the guard could react, he began to plummet rapidly.
From three thousand meters high, such a fall, even for a Huayuan Realm expert, would leave him barely alive.
Moreover, he was not only injured but his body had stiffened, and his mind was slow to react.
Instinctively, he tried to channel his spiritual energy to cushion his descent, but he was soon dumbfounded.