Chapter 243

At that time, the group on their way to support the battle against the demon clan was having trouble deciding on a mode of transportation.

“First of all, the flying boat is too conspicuous.”

“Riding swords isn’t ideal either. It’s just as noticeable.” Due to the invasion of the monster clan, ordinary cultivators were hiding in inconspicuous places, and no one was flying in the sky, making it easy to be caught by the hovering monster kings.

Flying openly on swords would get them caught in no time.

“Walk?”

No.

They refused.

Ye Qiao pondered, looking up with her hand on her forehead, and suddenly pointed to the monster beasts in midair. “Are those all flying monster kings above us? Let’s shoot one down and see if we can ride it.”

A winged monster king should be able to carry all of them with no problem.

Riding monsters was basic practice for the Changming Sect, but the direct descendants who hadn’t tried it looked at each other in confusion. “Can we really ride those things?”

Ye Qiao nodded. “Yes. In a moment, we’ll have Mu Chongxi ride one to show you.”

Song Hansheng didn’t waste any time. He was also worried about the elders and sect leader of the Yueqing Sect. The young man drew his bow and aimed at a demon king, releasing three Bright Moon Arrows that hit different targets. Although the arrows were powerful, three weren’t enough to bring the demon king down.

But they were enough to anger it.

In an instant, three demon kings dove down, targeting the humans below, their sharp beaks gleaming with a cold light.

“Foolish cultivators!”

It could talk.

It was definitely a demon king.

Just before their sharp beaks could pierce through, Chu Xingzhi stomped down, creating a large crater. He stomped three more times, smashing the ground. With the dragon inheritance within him, his innate bloodline pressure made the demon kings shudder instead of resisting.

Bird-type demon kings were easier to deal with and had obvious weaknesses. By stepping on their sharp beaks, they were pinned down, unable to move.

Riding a demon king was more unpredictable than riding a beast, so Ye Qiao prepared to call out “KFC” to pull the cart.

The phoenix, king of birds, had a bloodline suppression that ensured the demon kings wouldn’t dare to retaliate on the journey.

The phoenix’s growth depended on Ye Qiao’s feeding speed and her cultivation efficiency. After Ye Qiao reached the peak of the Golden Core stage, KFC’s size increased by nearly a whole circle.

Ming Xuan, with starry eyes, said, “Let’s admire the bigger KFC.”

As KFC grew, it resembled the legendary phoenix more and more. When it was released, one of the direct descendants exclaimed, “Does the Changming Sect really have a phoenix?”

“What phoenix? It’s just KFC!” Ming Xuan couldn’t be bothered with them and jumped on.

Thanks to Ye Qiao’s odd naming sense, any suspicion about them hiding a phoenix was dismissed with a single “chicken.”

“Get on, get on.”

Zhou Yize asked, “You’re really using a phoenix to pull a cart?”

Zhou Xingyun slapped him down, sounding languid, “I told you, it’s a chicken. Shut up!”

…

A rope was tied to the three demon kings behind them, with KFC flying at the front. It was annoyed, being called out as a beast of burden and often hungry because Ye Qiao couldn’t afford to feed it!

A single phoenix was large enough, but now, with three demon kings being dragged along, it looked like a mutated four-headed bird from afar.

One could imagine the psychological impact on the clueless cultivators.

“What is that?”

“Holy crap, a three-headed bird!!”

“It looks like a bird with three bodies and three heads joined together!”

“What kind of trick is this from the demon clan? Is this species recorded in the Bestiary?”

“No, maybe it’s a mutant bird.”

“That aura feels like a demon king’s…?”

The distant sight of it diving down was terrifying. The cultivators, already on edge from defending the border cities, almost dropped their weapons in fear.

Xie Chuxue, who had been lying down, paused and sat up, squinting his eyes, rare certainty in his voice: “No. That’s not a demon king.” Having fought many demon kings, he knew they didn’t have such strong pressure.

Not a demon king?

That made it even scarier.

“Then… could it be a demon emperor?”

A demon emperor?

Xie Chuxue’s face tightened, gripping his talisman so hard his palm bled. He controlled his racing heart, staring intently at the sky. A demon emperor?

He had never encountered one before.

If it were a demon emperor, using spiritual sense would cause backlash. Xie Chuxue took a step forward, suppressing all his emotions, eyes filled with uncertainty. What went wrong?

Was it Yun Que? Or was the demon clan up to something?

An unknown entity appeared in the sky, startling all the cultivators who readied their weapons and defenses.

In an instant, those sleeping on the phoenix’s back were bombarded with talismans and artifacts.

Thankfully, the mounts had many talisman and artifact specialists who deflected the attacks, preventing the tragedy of being blasted by their own people.

Mu Chongxi shot up from his sleep, eyes wide: “Who? Who’s attacking us?”

Ye Qiao gestured for him to look down.

A group of cultivators stood in a line, gripping talismans and swords, ready to fight.

“Why are they attacking us?”

Mu Chongxi felt wronged.

Instead of a warm welcome, they were attacked by a group of cultivators.

Zhou Xingyun pointed to the direct descendants being dragged by the demon kings, almost vomiting from the rough ride. After a few seconds of silence, he said, “It seems our luxurious setup scared them.”

KFC pulling three demon kings in a frenzy was indeed a frightening sight.

“Stop with these weird ideas!” Qin Huai shook Ye Qiao’s shoulders, making her sway like seaweed.

Ye Qinghan was puzzled, “Does messing with their minds make you this happy?”

The familiar scene was just like old times.

Dizzy from the shaking, Ye Qiao admitted she had intentionally scared the direct disciples before, but—

“This time it wasn’t planned.”

She had expected a warm welcome since she brought many direct descendants and helpers. How could it turn out like this?

Chu Xingzhi noticed a sword light below and split it: “Stop talking. My master is about to cut us down.”

On the phoenix’s back, the atmosphere was lively, while the cultivators below were almost scared out of their wits.

No matter what kind of attacks were used, they seemed to have no effect at all, all being completely blocked by the demon emperor.

The dazzling light almost swallowed all offensive measures. The leading large bird then flew straight toward them, aiming to land on the cultivators’ main base.

“Attack!” The leader of the Wenjian Sect sneered immediately, raising his hand as a long sword appeared before him. He gripped it firmly, believing that even a demon emperor shouldn’t be able to reach them.

Xie Chuxue, the strongest in spiritual sense present, quickly scanned the scene as the large bird descended. His eyes widened in shock, “On that bird’s back… it looks like there are several people? Ah, ah, ah, wait a minute!!”

Qin Fanfan, in a panic, scolded, “Stop! Xie Chuxue! Don’t make those strange noises… Wait, wait a minute, is that Xiao Qiao?!!”