Chapter 140: Negotiating Terms

"Gurgle..."

Zhang Yi's stomach growled at the perfect moment.

He could not wait to open his beak wide here on Luoxia Peak and have a hearty, satisfying meal.

Looking at the Demon Beasts charging aggressively toward him, he felt not a shred of fear; instead, his eyes lit up, and he was nearly drooling.

"Food is here, food is here..."

He muttered, as if he were looking at a sumptuous banquet.

Mother Jubiao, Nudi, and the Pterosaur had long since taken up their battle stances, ready for a big fight.

Only He Lao remained as calm and collected as ever, stroking his beard and watching Zhang Yi with a smile, as if everything were within his expectations.

Xiong Batian clamored, "Charge! Tear them to pieces for me!"

No sooner had the words left his mouth.

His underlings surged forward like a tidal wave.

But just then, Zhang Yi moved.

He spread his wings, and a violent burst of Qi instantly swept out, forming a massive wave of energy.

It sent those Demon Beasts charging at the front flying directly away.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" A series of impact sounds rang out.

Those Demon Beasts that had been sent flying crashed heavily to the ground, some dying on the spot.

Others were left gasping for breath, wailing incessantly.

The massive fluctuation of Qi made Xiong Batian stumble, nearly falling face-first into the dirt.

Although he had not been sent flying directly, that powerful energy still left him terrified.

He never imagined that this Wangri Bird, which looked so unremarkable, would possess such terrifying strength!

Although he had long expected that Zhang Yi had obtained a fortuitous encounter in the Trial Land and that his strength must have improved, he had not expected it to have improved this much!

Zhang Yi had no time to pay attention to Xiong Batian's shock; he looked at the dead Demon Beasts, his eyes flashing with excitement.

He dove down, landed beside the corpses of the Demon Beasts, and without caring about his image, reached out and grabbed one to stuff into his mouth.

"Crunch, crunch..."

The sound of bones shattering was accompanied by "squelch, squelch" chewing noises, with meat juices mixing with blood.

It flowed down the corners of Zhang Yi's beak.

He ate ravenously and with great pleasure, as if he had been starving for eight lifetimes.

Mother Jubiao, Nudi, and the others watched in a daze; was this not a bit... too ferocious?

He Lao remained smiling, as if he were already accustomed to Zhang Yi's eating habits.

He stroked his beard and said, "This kid is starved. He absorbed too much energy and needs a large amount of food to convert it into Qi."

The other surviving Demon Beasts saw this scene and were scared out of their wits, retreating one after another, not daring to take another step forward.

Just kidding, this was no battle; it was clearly a one-sided slaughter!

Moreover, this Wangri Bird was too brutal, eating the corpses of its own kind—it was simply a demon!

Xiong Batian was also badly frightened; he had originally thought he could take his revenge this time, but he had hit a wall.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and shouted, trying to appear calm, "Don't be afraid! He is just a bird, after all. We have so many people, are we really going to be afraid of him?"

However, his words had no effect; those Demon Beasts had already been terrified by Zhang Yi's brutality and dared not take another half-step forward.

After Zhang Yi had eaten his fill, he wiped his beak and let out a satisfied burp.

Only then did he raise his head to look at Xiong Batian.

"What did you say just now? You want to tear me to pieces?"

To be honest, seeing Zhang Yi like this now, Xiong Batian's legs had started to cramp.

Damn it, this little bird only refined a Seven-Colored Auspicious Cloud, it shouldn't have become this powerful!

He secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva and tried hard to maintain a fierce expression on his face, while inwardly calculating how he could retreat with dignity.

He was Xiong Batian, after all; if he lost face in front of so many underlings, how would he be able to hang around in the future?

He steeled himself and made a show of channeling his magic power, wanting to probe Zhang Yi's background.

As a result, he probed nothing, but was instead repelled by a powerful force, which shook his internal organs until they were churning.

Now, he was even more panicked.

Being unable to discern the opponent's cultivation level could only mean one thing: the opponent's cultivation was far higher than his own!

Xiong Batian's face turned pale and then green.

He forced a cold laugh to appear calm: "So what if I said it? You and I still have old scores from the Demon Saint Mansion to settle! You caused me to be expelled back then, and I didn't get the Lingfu; I've been wanting to settle this score with you for a long time!"

Zhang Yi laughed heartily, not taking his words to heart at all.

He spread his wings, and the violent Qi swept out once again, like a sharp blade closing in on Xiong Batian: "Enough talk! Come on!"

Xiong Batian shivered in fear, but his feet felt as if they had taken root, unable to move.

He roared, his bark worse than his bite: "Afraid of you? Then I wouldn't be Xiong Batian!"

As he spoke, he threw a punch, but it was soft and weak, as if he were scratching an itch.

Zhang Yi activated his Insight Eye, and Xiong Batian's Devour skill appeared clearly in his field of vision once again.

Back at the Demon Saint Mansion, he had drooled over this skill, but unfortunately, he had never had the chance to get his hands on it.

Now, the opportunity had finally arrived!

He curled the corner of his beak into a playful smile: "I know you're afraid. How about this: you give me your Devour skill, and I'll spare your life."

Xiong Batian shook all over, as if he had been struck by lightning.

The Devour skill?

How did this brat know he had the Devour skill?

This was his greatest secret; apart from himself, no one knew!

Could it be... that this brat has been playing the pig to eat the tiger all along?

He looked at Zhang Yi with suspicion and uncertainty, his eyes flickering, his heart struggling incessantly.

Give it to him? He was unwilling! Not give it? His little life would not be preserved!

"What? Reluctant?"

Zhang Yi pressed on step by step, his tone full of mockery, "Do you think you still have any qualifications to bargain with me?"

The surrounding Demon Beasts all widened their eyes, watching this standoff as if watching a play.

They whispered to each other, their words filled with awe for Xiong Batian.

"Good heavens, Boss Xiong actually has a Devour skill! This is unheard of!"

A sharp-mouthed, monkey-cheeked weasel rubbed its claws, its tone full of envy.

"Isn't that so! This brat is afraid he's going to fall today!"

A one-eyed wild boar said in a muffled voice, its tusks gleaming coldly in the sunlight.

It seemed to have already foreseen the miserable state of Zhang Yi being torn to shreds, and it couldn't help but shiver; it was fortunate that it had followed the right boss.

"This bird really doesn't know how to die, actually daring to negotiate terms with Boss Xiong! Does he really think he is invincible in the world just because he refined the Seven-Colored Auspicious Cloud?"

A porcupine snorted disdainfully, its tone full of contempt and mockery, "In front of Boss Xiong, he is just trash!"

The long-term blind worship of Xiong Batian's strength by these Demon Beasts had already caused them to lose their basic judgment.

In their subconscious, Xiong Batian was an invincible existence, and any guy who dared to challenge his authority would only have a dead end.