Done Breeding: Now I Rule the Beastworld

"Master."

Jiang Li had been meditating on a cushion, healing his wounds, for only a moment when Xiaoqi appeared without a sound.

"How did it go?"

Without moving, Jiang Li opened his eyes and looked at him.

"More than half of them are dead or wounded. We’ll succeed very soon."

"And those few from the Wood Spirit Clan, have they taken the Strengthening Essence Grass?"

The effect of Strengthening Essence Grass was just as its name implied: it was used to restore and stabilize Primordial Energy.

It was also the medicinal herb that Xiaoqi, disguised as a street vendor, had traded with Chu Liangyu.

"Including this time, they’ve taken it twice. One more time and the seed will be completely rooted in their hearts."

"Mm, tell our spies to keep a close watch."

After the report, the two fell silent for a long time. Xiaoqi said nothing, quietly awaiting his next orders.

"You are dismissed. There’s nothing for you to do for now."

Xiaoqi, however, seemed to recall something. Just as he was about to leave, he turned back. He hesitated for a moment before asking, "Should we bury the body of the man outside?"

"Bury it. As for the location... you find a suitable place."

Pinching the bridge of his nose, Jiang Li suddenly felt a wave of exhaustion wash over him.

He glanced down at the black blood oozing from his wound and sighed. ’The last powder was just to make a short blade sharper. But for me, it turned out to be poison.’

’I don’t know if I’m just unlucky, or if Chu Liangyu did this specifically to target me.’

’In any case, this poison isn’t fatal to me, one of the designated heirs. It’ll just take more time to deal with, that’s all.’

’I have to end this quickly.’

’Thankfully, her side is bound to be greatly weakened after this. If I wait until she becomes even stronger, I might really have no hope of seizing that position.’

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Above the Xihe Tribe, a dense swarm of avian Beastmen blocked out most of the light. The snow-covered ground was stained crimson with fresh blood. The ever-thickening stench of blood and the cries of battle made the place seem like a hell on earth.

At that moment, Feng Qiwu was one of only two Beastmen present with wings. As a result, he was also surrounded by the most enemies.

If he had just one more person helping him, the battle wouldn’t be so dire.

Catching sight of Feng Qingqing hiding in a corner out of the corner of his eye, he grew furious. He let out a Phoenix Cry, and the vibrations slowed the movements of those surrounding him by a fraction.

"Is he having a fit?"

"Who knows? Maybe he’s about to collapse."

"Hey, we’re in the middle of a fight here. How are you two in the mood to chat?"

To his surprise, both of them turned their heads to look at him and said in unison, "None of your damn business!"

"I... I was just asking. Why so hostile?"

Phoenix True Fire spread out from Feng Qiwu’s position. The move was exceptionally sudden. Those closest were instantly burned to ashes, while those on the periphery who reacted quickly could only barely save their own lives.

However, their feathers were mostly burned off by the flames. In this state, no matter how hard they tried, they couldn’t avoid falling to the ground. And the people of the Xihe Tribe certainly wouldn’t miss the chance to finish them off.

The destructive power of this move went without saying, but it also inevitably consumed a great deal of energy.

The attack had indeed stunned the enemies for a short time, but after their shock wore off, the dense swarm of foes swarmed him once more.

The flames covering his body gradually died down. Waiting there to be surrounded was not an option.

Before they could completely trap him, Feng Qiwu shot upwards. Looking down at the people below, he spread his wings and with a sudden flap, sent a hot gust of wind downwards. Feathers laced with Phoenix True Fire rained down mercilessly.

In the blink of an eye, another great expanse of fire erupted like fireworks, briefly illuminating the sky before fading back into stillness.

After annihilating countless more waves of enemies like this, their numbers finally began to visibly decrease.

At the same time, the fighters below felt the pressure on them lighten significantly. A clear Phoenix Cry rang out, greatly boosting the morale of the Xihe Tribe, who began to fight with even more vigor.

But what they didn’t know was that a tidal wave of exhaustion was sweeping over Feng Qiwu’s body. He suddenly went limp, nearly plummeting from the sky.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly. Relying on sheer willpower, he forced his wings to beat, narrowly avoiding the fall.

But his unusual behavior immediately caught the attention of the enemy leader, who instantly shouted orders to his subordinates, "He can’t last much longer! The rest of you, get him!"

Feng Qiwu was now very close to the ground. Anyone on the ground could reach him with a powerful leap.

Watching the dense crowd swarming toward him, Feng Qiwu suddenly felt a sense of suffocation, as if he would be drowned by the mob in the next moment.

But at this moment, he was utterly exhausted in both mind and body. He truly had no strength left.

Before his attackers could even touch him, the enormous Phoenix fell to the ground, unable to support itself any longer.

The magnificent Phoenix wings, which always drew gazes, spread out across the ground, covering a vast area.

But now, the wings were stained with blood. Wounds of all sizes covered his entire body, and his once-dense plumage was now sparse. He looked utterly wretched.

Countless claws reached for him, as if to tear him to shreds.

Feng Qiwu looked up. He struggled to get up, but it was useless.

His beautiful phoenix eyes widened abruptly, and the clamor of the battle seemed to vanish in that instant.

However, the pain he expected never came. Before Feng Qiwu could understand what was happening, the group that had been swarming him all slammed into the ground without warning.

"Fall."

It was just a single word, but it was a female voice that Feng Qiwu was incredibly familiar with. However, the voice was slightly different from how he remembered it; it held a new sense of authority and irresistible power.

Despite this, the moment he heard the voice, Feng Qiwu knew who had arrived.

’Chu Liangyu. She came to save me.’

With his life no longer in danger, Feng Qiwu’s mood instantly lightened.

He looked around, trying to find her, but his brow suddenly furrowed.

He had actually felt a kind of bloodline suppression, and it had happened at the exact moment he heard the word "Fall."

Chu Liangyu had arrived just in time, so she knew Feng Qiwu’s life was not currently in danger.

Countless black feathers, like sharp swords, rained down and pierced the enemies who had been forced to the ground by her aura, unable to move. In an instant, they stopped breathing.

Only then did Chu Liangyu have a moment to spare. She descended from the sky and asked, "How are you?"

She raised a hand and transferred some energy into Feng Qiwu’s body. He quickly regained some strength and shifted back to his human form.

His face was etched with exhaustion, but his spirits seemed decent.

"I’m fine now, just completely drained of strength."

He wiped his face with his hand and looked at Chu Liangyu rather pitifully.

"You rest here for now. Leave the rest to me."

After speaking, Chu Liangyu flew back into the sky and began to slaughter the attacking avian Beastmen.

Dealing with someone on Jiang Li’s level might take some effort, but these small fries were nothing to her now.

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