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"Chirp!" The fiery Little Bird let out a sharp cry and charged in front of Hong Chi and Chen Yan.
As it opened its mouth, a flicker of flame transformed into a massively enlarged Firebird.
The Firebird looked exactly like the Little Bird, only its size was magnified countless times. Its sharp beak instantly pecked at Feng Yixing's palm!
"Ah!" A heart-wrenching scream escaped from Feng Yixing's mouth, sending chills down the spines of the surrounding Soldiers on the City Wall, making them shudder in unison.
It was no wonder; Feng Yixing regarded Ling Mo Xie as a Soldier, so he naturally paid little attention to the small child beside him.
Although he had unleashed his anger on Hong Chi, he was completely unprepared. In that split second, being pecked by the Little Firebird caused him significant injury.
After all, while this Little Firebird appeared to be just like an ordinary Little Bird, it was actually a powerful Spirit Beast capable of overpowering experts in the Divine Sense Realm. It could be said to be a dominant force within the Lingyu Mountain Range!
"Damn it! What is this thing?" Feng Yixing was stunned by the sudden turn of events and instinctively cursed without fully understanding what had happened.
The hand that was injured by the Little Firebird was nearly rendered useless, emitting black smoke and giving off the aroma of roasted meat. The blood had stopped flowing, as if it were already cooked.
Seeing the powerful strike from the Little Firebird, even Hong Chi couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement. Truly Not Bad!
The light in his eyes grew brighter; since this little Firebird could do it, he believed that one day he could too, and even surpass this little Firebird to become more Not Bad!
It seemed that Ling Mo Xie sensed Hong Chi's determination and glanced at him.
At this moment, the soldiers on the City Wall, who had been stunned, finally regained their senses.
"General! General! Are you alright?" They called out to Feng Yixing, their faces filled with concern.
Hearing their shouts, Feng Yixing felt even more humiliated in front of his subordinates, which inexplicably angered him. He glared fiercely at those soldiers.
Ling Mo Xie glanced at the Little Firebird hovering in front of him, then turned to Feng Yixing, raising an eyebrow and asking, "So, how does it feel to truly understand the meaning of 'self-inflicted suffering leads to one's own demise'?"
"What do you mean!" Feng Yixing shouted angrily at Ling Mo Xie.
"Heh, what do I mean? Are you really that stupid or just pretending?" Ling Mo Xie squinted and smiled, surveying the hostile gazes of the soldiers around him.
He continued, "Do you still have the nerve to claim that this Beast Tide was your design? Look, even the Spirit Beasts can't stand it anymore and have come to expose your lies!"
"Don't talk nonsense! What do you know?"
"Exactly! You're just a Soldier, not qualified to criticize a General!"
"Right! This is insubordination and deserves punishment!"
As soon as Ling Mo Xie said this, before Feng Yixing could respond, the soldiers were already indignantly pointing fingers at Ling Mo Xie.
"Seize him!" Hearing the soldiers' words, Feng Yixing wore a smug smile and waved his hand at the soldiers behind him, speaking loudly.
However, Ling Mo Xie remained calm and said nonchalantly, "Insubordination?"
"Heh, sorry to disappoint you, but I'm not the reinforcements sent by your King."
With a smirk, Ling Mo Xie looked at Feng Yixing, his face adorned with a gentle smile as he said, "Oh, I forgot to tell you my name; it's Ling Mo Xie!"
"Ling Mo Xie!" Feng Yixing exclaimed in shock. He naturally knew that Ling Mo Xie was the enemy that the Feng Family originally intended to deal with.
However, after the incident at the banquet hosted by the King, the leaders of the Feng Family had begun reconsidering whether it was necessary to offend and retaliate against Ling Mo Xie.
After all, given his current status, he was not someone that the Feng Family could easily handle. Moreover, they might find themselves unable to afford offending Ling Mo Xie at any moment.
Just as Feng Yixing let out a startled cry, the soldiers who had come to capture Ling Mo Xie under his command had already rushed to the front of Little Firebird.
"Chirp!" With a long cry, Little Firebird unleashed a burst of flames, which shot out and instantly soared to a height of ten feet upon meeting the air.
"Ah! Help!" Many soldiers were unable to stop in time and charged directly into the flames. Some reacted quickly, while those at the back were forced back several feet.
The remaining soldiers were terrified, looking at the palm-sized Little Red Bird with expressions of sheer horror, turning their heads to glance at Feng Yixing.
Seeing the scene before him, Feng Yixing frowned and raised his hand, signaling the soldiers to halt.
At that moment, Ling Mo Xie let out a hearty laugh and said, "So, do you understand now that it's Not Bad?"
"I don't mind telling you that this Beast Tide was created by us and is under our control! Feng Yixing, oh Feng Yixing, I suggest you get your facts straight before you boast next time! Haha!"
"Hmph! Exactly! You dare to brag in front of the main event? Aren't you afraid your bluster will backfire?" Upon hearing Ling Mo Xie's words, Hong Chi also frowned and defiantly spoke to Feng Yixing.
As Ling Mo Xie's words sank in, the soldiers began to exchange glances. What was going on? Was this really the Beast Tide created by Ling Mo Xie?
Seeing one of the leading Spirit Beasts of the Beast Tide protecting Ling Mo Xie and his group, these soldiers started to waver, casting doubtful looks at Feng Yixing.
Ling Mo Xie looked at Feng Yixing with a half-smile, as if to say: How does it feel to be exposed? Isn't it amusing?
Feng Yixing felt the questioning gazes of the soldiers and wished he could find a hole to hide in.
Then he saw Ling Mo Xie casually crossing his arms, half-closing his eyes with a smirk that was unmistakably mocking. He felt an overwhelming sense of frustration, humiliation, and anger!
"You’re asking for death!" Finally, Feng Yixing's face turned crimson as he shouted angrily at Ling Mo Xie and lunged toward him.
At that moment, Feng Yixing's eyes were nearly bloodshot, glaring at Ling Mo Xie with fury blazing within them. All that remained in his mind was one thought: kill! Kill him! Kill Ling Mo Xie!
At this moment, Feng Yixing was almost driven to madness, completely disregarding everything else. All he knew was that he had lost face, and all of this was because of Ling Mo Xie!
At this moment, Feng Yixing no longer cared about the Feng Family's decision not to deal with Ling Mo Xie or the overall situation of the Feng Family; his mind was filled with anger and hatred, pushing everything else to the periphery.
"General!" The soldiers of Spirit City, seeing Feng Yixing in a near-mad state, instinctively realized that what Ling Mo Xie said was likely true.
They subconsciously shouted at Feng Yixing in shock.
"Chirp!" Seeing Feng Yixing charge at Ling Mo Xie, Little Firebird let out a high-pitched cry under the command of Chen Yan and flew towards Feng Yixing.
Thus, the only place in the battlefield untouched by war—the city of Spirit City—was also caught up in the conflict between Feng Yixing and Little Firebird.
The other soldiers of Spirit City learned that this Beast Tide was actually created by Ling Mo Xie and was under his control.
Even as they watched Feng Yixing engage in battle with Little Firebird, they did not dare to act recklessly.
Moreover, even if this Beast Tide had nothing to do with Ling Mo Xie, given that Ling Mo Xie was currently revered as the Little Pill King by scattered cultivators and personally praised and rewarded by the Daoist Sect Leader, they wouldn’t dare to do anything against him!
Thus, the soldiers wisely chose to turn a blind eye.
After all, Feng Yixing was not only a member of the Feng Family but also their commander at this moment, so they naturally could not help Ling Mo Xie.
Furious, Feng Yixing was performing extraordinarily well, engaged in a fierce battle with Little Firebird. Occasionally, missed attacks struck the City Wall of Spirit City, causing violent tremors as parts of the wall collapsed with a thunderous roar.
This demonstrated just how intense their attacks were.
"Go!" Ling Mo Xie released his mount and Beast Pet, a slight smile on his lips as he looked at the nearly slaughtered soldiers of Feng Qian Guo below the city.
Although these soldiers were low-level, even a small mosquito is still meat; moreover, there were quite a few of them, adding up to a substantial amount of Experience Points!
"Hey hey! I'm going too!" Hong Chi saw Big White and Xiao Peng rushing out, rubbed his hands together, chuckled, and said to Ling Mo Xie.
Ling Mo Xie nodded, "Alright, go ahead!"
Ling Mo Xie had no intention of hunting monsters to level up himself; after all, he had already killed quite a few before. Moreover, as Big White, Xiao Peng, and Hong Chi hunted monsters, he could still gain Experience Points, so why not?
Seeing Ling Mo Xie's actions, Chen Yan looked at him in confusion and said, "I really don't understand you. Isn't this unnecessary? These Spirit Beasts and Demon Beasts are already enough for them to handle."
Ling Mo Xie glanced at Chen Yan but only smiled faintly without saying a word. Watching the System prompt continuously increase the Experience Points made him feel quite pleased.
Meanwhile, thousands of miles away at the entrance of Divine Martial Gate, Long Zhengkai wiped the sweat from his forehead and revealed a smug expression. Hmph! Ling Mo Xie is just a country bumpkin; how dare he look down on me?
I will make you realize that even if you are lucky enough to gain the favor of the Daoist Sect Leader, you are nothing more than a flea that cannot escape my grasp. What I cannot obtain, you shall not have either!
At this moment, Long Zheng naturally did not know that Dongfang Siyu had already died trying to save Ling Mo Xie. He was still thinking about forming alliances and schemes to bring down Ling Mo Xie and then redirect the Daoist Sect Leader's anger onto Liu Wanshan. At that point, he could obtain Dongfang Siyu for himself!
"Who dares to trespass at the mountain gate?" A stern shout jolted Long Zheng out of his daydream.
Long Zheng came to his senses and realized that he had unknowingly walked up to the towering entrance of Divine Martial Gate.
The Mountain Guardian Disciple was looking at him with authority.
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