Chapter 21: The Tyrant Sets Out on an Expedition, the Feng Clan Has No Worries

By the side of Jingxin Hu in the eastern part of the Luoyun Mijing.

This place was originally silent, but today it was broken by sudden intruders.

The giant ape standing tall roared, pounding its chest until it made a thumping sound, its pair of brownish-yellow eyes extremely ferocious.

"Red head and white feet, body like an ape—it's Lu Ren's contracted Spirit Beast, the Zhu Yan!"

"Run!"

The companion who had been with the ambushers was directly slapped into a pulp by the Zhu Yan; now, no matter how stupid they were, they knew they had been used as pawns.

Several people immediately chose different directions, burning their blood essence desperately to flee.

"Damn it! Who said Lu Ren's strength had decreased and that his current Supreme Saint realm was a bluff? Rumors have ruined me, ahhh!!"

Lu Ren glanced indifferently at the figures of those people and said casually, "Kill them."

The giant ape leaped into the air, and in a few bounds, it grabbed one person as if catching a chick, and then another.

With a few thumping sounds like bursting watermelons, the Zhu Yan shook its fur, shedding the red and white matter, roared until it shook the heavens, and then turned and dived into Lu Ren's body.

The onlookers in the shadows felt a lingering fear.

"Lu Ren's strength is actually real... Sigh, miscalculation!"

"He is still walking the path of nourishing Fierce Beasts with his own body, tsk tsk, truly wicked. Twenty or thirty years ago, Lu Ren already had three great Fierce Beasts by his side, right? I don't know how many he has now."

The person speaking couldn't help but reminisce.

Thirty years ago, Dongzhou was entirely the era of Lu Ren... though it still is now.

The three great Fierce Beasts under his command were all bound by a Master-Servant Contract, and they were Master-Servant Contracts signed voluntarily by the Fierce Beasts! The first is the Zhu Yan, red-headed with white feet, with raging flames that fill the sky.

The second is the Qiongqi, like a tiger with wings, in charge of space.

The third is the Taowu, with a human face and tiger feet, rivaling immortals with its strength.

These three Fierce Beasts can be said to have earned Lu Ren a solid foundation of strength; to this day, Lu Ren still hangs high at the top of the Hundred-Year Ranking, and no one can suppress him at all.

However, those in the know are also well aware that even without these contracted beasts, Lu Ren would never be knocked off the Hundred-Year Ranking.

Except for when he is too lazy to clean up trash himself, no one has ever seen him summon any of his Fierce Beasts.

Mo Tianming naturally did not miss the gossip about this supreme powerhouse; he secretly listened in from the side and couldn't help but click his tongue.

"Tsk tsk, this Lu Ren is actually this strong? What sect is he from?"

His close friend nearby heard this, and while moving away from that place of trouble with him, responded.

"Are you stupid? The Lu Family Head has no sect or faction, only his family stands tall. It's not that no sects have invited him, but unfortunately, he rejected them all, and the Lu Family is now flourishing, clearly having the potential of a sect."

Hearing this back-and-forth, Mo Tianming felt extremely envious.

He also really wanted a family to order around!

Then he could have maids serving him every day, and send people out to explore and gain experience to support him, the Family Head—just thinking about it was wonderful.

But when his thoughts returned to reality, Mo Tianming could only sigh.

Not only did he have no power, but he had also just transmigrated here, had no real concept of this world, and had become a consort to an empress.

It was hateful that the woman suppressed him everywhere and didn't give him a good look; it was fortunate that she wasn't too tight-fisted and had left this Secret Realm quota for him.

The reason Mo Tianming dared to set foot in this Luoyun Mijing was not because of the Empress's protection, but because he was arrogant and relied on the fact that he had the Long Aotian System, so it didn't matter where he went! And the reason he noticed Lu Ren was because he had seen Lu Ren's portrait in the room of the Empress, Feng Wuyou! He had intended to accept his Empress wife, but thinking that his wife was actually secretly in love with someone else was a total humiliation and a cuckold!

Mo Tianming made up his mind to teach Lu Ren a lesson...

Light flickered in his eyes, filled with darkness.

If others knew of Mo Tianming's thoughts, one spit from each person would be enough to spray him to death!

A ten-thousand-year Secret Realm was actually called a suppression of his performance in his mouth? Where could one find such suppression?

They also wanted to be suppressed! There is a saying that goes well.

Those who do not cherish their blessings do not deserve pity in death. ……

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The Imperial Palace of the Great Yu Dynasty.

"Hoo!"

In the bright golden bedchamber, a woman woke up in horror from a nightmare, her face looking terrible; she gritted her teeth, and a trace of monstrous hatred actually flowed out.

When she steadied herself and looked around, Feng Wuyou was stunned.

The scene before her should have collapsed and been destroyed; for a moment, she could not recover her senses.

A moment later.

She spoke slowly, her charming voice sounding out, "Tao Yue, what year is it now, and what time is it?"

Tao Yue appeared at the sound; she was Feng Wuyou's personal lady-in-waiting. Suddenly hearing such a question, she did not hesitate at all, "Replying to the Empress, it is now the 168th year of Great Yu, and more than three months have passed since the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Mid-Autumn Festival...

Feng Wuyou paused, "Where is the Imperial Consort?"

"The Imperial Consort has gone to the Luoyun Mijing!"

Monstrous fierce energy erupted instantly, sweeping through the entire palace. Feng Wuyou's face was ferocious, and she could barely suppress the evil thoughts in her heart.

After a long time, she forcibly calmed down, though fierce light still flickered in her eyes.

"Summon all my contractors, follow me to the Luoyun Mijing to welcome the Imperial Consort!"

Cold sweat was forced out of Tao Yue's body; she dared not say a single extra word, lowered her head deeply, and immediately went to summon the troops.

Feng Wuyou threw off her robe, wearing a bright, true-red garment, with a touch of drunken red at the corners of her eyes extending into her hair—three parts charming and seven parts cold and stern—only her eyes were burning with an inextinguishable flame.

"Mo! Tian! Ming!"

She said it word by word, her hatred almost piercing through her body.

"No rush... If I remember correctly, Mo Tianming's true opportunity is not the Luoyun Mijing. As long as I kill him before that, everything will be fine!"

"And that sworn brother of mine, Lu Ren!"

Feng Wuyou's eyes were blood-red, making her appear even more violent; as her thoughts reached a point of extreme sorrow, two lines of tears fell abruptly.

"Qin Yuan, for daring to harm my sworn brother and ruining his path of Dao, I will surely make him pay in blood!"

The rare turmoil in the Great Yu Dynasty made the hearts of many powerhouses skip a beat.

Especially when they noticed Feng Wuyou leading a group of soldiers and generals out of the palace, numbering about three hundred, heading straight for the Luoyun Mijing, those in the know were deeply shocked.

"Three hundred and eight?"

"Good heavens! Lu Ren has gone mad, and that woman Feng Wuyou has gone mad too?"

"Three hundred and eight soldiers, generals, and high-ranking civil and military officials—aren't these all of Feng Wuyou's contractors?"

"Something huge is about to happen!"

There were also those unaware who were extremely bewildered.

"What's the matter? Isn't she just an empress of a dynasty? What is there to make such a fuss about?"

Others looked at him as if he were an idiot and spoke gloomily.

"An empress of a dynasty?"

"Feng Wuyou achieved Enlightenment at seventy, and it is the Tyrant Dao; an ordinary person would be lucky to have three or five contractors, but every single civil and military official in her court is her contractor!"

"What's more, she is also Lu Ren's sworn sister. Now she is heading straight for the Luoyun Mijing, carrying a heavy force—with one Feng Wuyou and one Lu Ren, it's enough to start a war with the Qingyun Sect!"

"You tell me why we are making such a fuss!"

(End of this chapter)