The vicious female Ye Youcha, who is in Shura Field every day

Chapter 206 Nine-Tailed Token

Mo Lin, Qing Zhu, and Xuan Ming watched Bai Qi's departing figure, their expressions conflicted.

"What do you mean?"

Xuanming glanced at Mo Lin and Qingzhu, whose expressions were equally conflicted, and suddenly asked.

The two looked at Xuanming at the same time, and of course they understood what he was asking, but neither of them spoke.

The air fell silent instantly.

After a while.

Mo Lin spoke in a hoarse voice: "Let's go back and ask the priest first, see if there are any other ways to get to the Upper Realm."

A flicker of doubt crossed Qingzhu's emerald eyes. "The way that mad dragon looked at Yue'er."

He unconsciously rubbed his fingertips together, "as if looking at a lost treasure that has been found again."

Both Mo Lin and Xuan Ming were taken aback.

Mo Lin joined the Wolf Tribe later, so he didn't know much about Su Xiyue's past.

Although Xuanming grew up with Su Xiyue, he didn't pay much attention to her.

When the three returned to the wolf tribe, the sky was already beginning to lighten.

When Su Lie heard that Bai Qi had lost three tails and that his daughter had been captured by a mad dragon and taken to the Upper Realm, his face turned extremely ugly, and he shattered the stone table in front of him with a single palm strike.

"Bai Qi lost three tails, I'm afraid he'll be..."

He didn't continue, his brows furrowed so deeply they could trap a fly. "However, the most important thing right now is to save Yue'er."

How could the moon, which is perfectly fine, be associated with a crazy dragon?
He turned around and went next door to find the priest.

When the animal-skin curtain at the entrance of the priest's stone house was lifted, the priest was holding animal bones and performing divination. Sparks crackled in the hearth, making his face appear and disappear.

"The leader has arrived at the perfect time."

The priest suddenly spoke, his withered fingers tracing the cracks in the tortoise shell, "Do you still remember what happened when Yue was five years old?"

Su Lie frowned. "Five years old?"

How could he remember things that happened more than a decade ago?

In his memory, Yue'er did nothing but eat and play, or she would mischievously tease someone.

He frowned as he recalled.

Then she seemed to remember something: "When I was five, I brought home an injured snake to raise. I teased it while I was caring for it. Later, the snake disappeared, and Yue'er was quite sad. She cried her eyes out, and I remember it took me a long time to comfort her..."

A spark suddenly exploded in the fire pit.

The priest's cloudy eyes reflected the flickering flames: "That's not a snake."

His withered fingers suddenly crushed the tortoise shell, and black powder fell down in a flurry: "It's a baby dragon."

The stone house was deathly silent.

Xuanming had just entered when he heard this, and his pupils contracted sharply: "How is that possible? That thing is clearly..."

The image of the adorable little female chasing the black snake with a smile suddenly became clear in my memory.

Those curled horns were clearly a characteristic of dragons in their infancy before they fully developed.

"You mean, that baby dragon is the mad dragon that suddenly kidnapped Yue'er?"

Su Lie frowned and asked.

The priest nodded slightly. "Do you remember that Yueya started to grow uglier after that baby dragon disappeared? Don't you find that strange?"

Xuanming scratched his head in frustration. "That mad dragon is obviously sick. He was tormented half to death by Yue'er back then, and now he's trying to snatch her away, all while acting all lovey-dovey. He's seriously ill."

Mo Lin and Qing Zhu, who followed closely behind, glanced at Xuan Ming silently, and inwardly agreed with his statement.

That mad dragon was indeed seriously ill, and quite ill at that.

The flames in the hearth suddenly leaped up, reflecting the priest's solemn face. "Dragon witchcraft is the most unpredictable. Yue'er's sudden ugliness is likely due to a curse."

The stone house fell silent once more.

Su Lie's face was extremely ugly. He kicked over the stone bench in front of him. "He is truly ungrateful. Yue'er saved him, and he actually dared to cast a curse. He deserves to die."

If he weren't limited in strength and didn't know how to get to the Upper Realm, he probably would have already stormed there.

"It might not be that dragon who cursed Yueya. He's only a few years older than Yueya, so he probably wouldn't understand these profound and mysterious witchcrafts. I suspect that something must have happened in between, and it's related to Yueya, which led someone from the dragon clan to secretly take action."

The priest frowned even more deeply as he spoke: "Dragons have always been arrogant, and as behemoths of the Upper Realm, they must look down on us in the Lower Realm. That mad dragon is probably of high status, and may very well be the future heir of the dragon race."

Little did he know, his guess was almost entirely correct.

Xuanyuan Ming is indeed the sole heir of the Dragon Clan.

When he returned to the Upper Realm to recuperate for a period of time, he remembered the little female in the Lower Realm who had tricked him into eating poisonous fruit while crying her eyes out. So he sent his trusted confidants to bring her to the Dragon Clan in the Upper Realm.

He's going to teach that little liar a lesson.

But he didn't wait for his confidants to come and pick them up.

The Dragon Clan Chief Xuan Yuanhao, who is also his father, suddenly arranged a marriage for him as a child, with the bride being Feng Qiwu, the daughter of the Phoenix Clan Chief.

Xuanyuan Ming was only seven or eight years old at the time, a rebellious age. The more you asked him to do something, the less he wanted to do it.

Moreover, he didn't have a good impression of Feng Qiwu either; in fact, he could be said to dislike him intensely.

They strongly resisted this arranged marriage and absolutely refused to agree.

He told the Dragon Clan Chief Xuan Yuanhao directly that he had found a female he liked and that he would marry her as his partner when she grew up.

The Dragon Clan is a colossal being in the Upper Realm, arguably the most terrifying force.

The only clans that can rival them are the Phoenix Clan, the Qilin Clan, and the Nine-Tailed White Fox Clan.

Of course, the dragon race still has the greatest power.

When Xuanyuan Hao learned that his son had a favorite female and was even very resistant to the marriage alliance with the Phoenix Clan because of her, he immediately sent people to investigate.

The investigation led to Su Xiyue of the Lower Domain Wolf Tribe.

How can the future heir of the dignified dragon race have a female from a lower-level continent as his future partner?
Of course, I disagree a million times and look down on it from the bottom of my heart.

The father and son were arguing fiercely.

The final result was that Xuanyuan Ming was forcibly locked up.

They even forbade travel to the lower realms.

Su Xiyue was also secretly cursed by the Dragon Clan's Great Witch, using a secret Dragon Clan technique—the Curse of Fading Beauty.

This curse won't kill you, but it will make you grow uglier and uglier, with your face covered in pimples and pustules, making you so disgusting that you can't eat.

Xuan Yuanhao did this for a simple reason: to completely extinguish Xuan Yuanming's hopes and make him obediently agree to a marriage alliance with the Phoenix Clan.

If it weren't for Su Xiyue saving his son, the entire wolf tribe would probably have been reduced to ashes long ago. It wasn't just a simple matter of being cursed and made ugly.

Of course, Su Lie and his companions would never know these truths.

The priest could only vaguely guess what was happening, but he didn't know the specifics.

The flickering firelight inside the stone house reflected the uncertain expressions on everyone's faces.

Xuanming suddenly slammed his fist into the stone wall, sending pebbles raining down: "To hell with the dragon race, I'm going to slaughter my way to the Upper Realm right now!"

"Reckless man."

Qingzhu interrupted coldly, her emerald eyes fixed on the cracks in the tortoise shell, "Priest, is there a way to break the curse?"

The priest's withered fingers rubbed the edge of the tortoise shell, his voice low and hoarse: "All of this is just my guess. I don't even know what kind of spell that girl planted, otherwise I wouldn't have been unable to see it for so many years, so how would I know how to break it?"

The stone house was silent once again.

"Does the priest know of any other way to reach the Upper Realm besides the forbidden passage in Beast King City?"

After a long silence, Mo Lin couldn't help but speak.

The priest paused for a moment, seemingly not expecting him to ask this, but not surprised.

After a moment of silence, he said, "The Endless Sea. As long as you can cross the Endless Sea, you can reach the Upper Realm."

"An endless sea?"

Xuanming frowned. "Even a ninth-tier beastman would be reduced to ashes if he went into that place."

Mo Lin and Qing Zhu both fell silent, suddenly unsure of what to do.

After some discussion, the group decided to venture into the Endless Sea with Ye Ling.

Although it looks extremely dangerous, there is still a glimmer of hope.

But if you are branded a slave, you will never have a chance to rise again and will be driven by others from then on.

Although Bai Qi told them that it would be lifted later, they still couldn't accept it.

Even if it's fake, it's not acceptable.

Their inherent pride wouldn't allow them to bear the mark of slavery.

Don't test people's hearts too easily.

Ye Ling and Mo Lin each handed over the cubs and snake eggs to Su Lie for care and made all the necessary arrangements.

That very night, Ye Ling, Mo Lin, Qing Zhu, and Xuan Ming set off, heading straight for the Endless Sea.

Bai Qi didn't say anything after learning the news, which was understandable given their concerns and pride.

He returned to Beast King City with only Xuanfeng and Jinyu.

When we returned to Beast King City, the setting sun was like blood.

The wound where Bai Qi's tail was severed stopped bleeding, but he looked extremely disheveled.

The guards of Beast King City saw him from afar and their faces changed in shock: "Third Prince, what's wrong...?"

Bai Qi didn't even lift his eyelids and walked straight towards the palace.

As soon as they stepped into the main hall, they heard Bai Ye's sarcastic voice: "Oh, isn't this Third Brother? What's wrong, did a dog bite your tail?"

Bai Qi paused, looked up at Bai Ye blocking his way, and sneered: "Big brother is quite carefree. Father is not even dead yet, and he's already in a hurry to take his place?"

"you!"

Bai Ye's face was extremely ugly, but then he laughed, his smile extremely alluring, and coldly mocked: "What qualifications do you, a piece of trash with a severed tail, have to compete with me?"

"I never intended to compete with you, so this position is yours, but—"

Bai Qi deliberately drew out his voice, moved closer to Bai Ye, and said meaningfully, "You'd better be alive to sit on it..."

After saying that, he left nonchalantly, without looking at Bai Ye's terrifyingly gloomy face again.

The Beast King's Palace was brightly lit.

The old beast king looked at Bai Qi in shock, his voice and expression filled with extreme pain: "Qi'er, what happened to your tail?"

Bai Qi chuckled lightly, casually brushing the bloodstains off his sleeve: "It's just broken."

"It's just broken?"

The old beast king leaped up instantly, his nine tails bristling, and roared, "Do you know what it means for a nine-tailed fox to lose its tail?"

"know."

Bai Qi raised his eyes, his gaze cold and indifferent. "It's nothing more than losing the right of inheritance and being kicked out by those old fogies."

The old beast king staggered, almost losing his balance, his face grim, filled with anger and heartache.

Just as he was about to lash out, Bai Qi continued, "Father, I want to go to the Upper Realm."

The hall fell silent instantly.

The old beast king sneered as if he had heard a joke, "With your current state, are you going to the Upper Realm to die?"

Bai Qi ran his fingertips over the severed tail, his smile alluring. "Father, the sacred pool of our sect in the Upper Realm can reattach the tail."

The old beast king scoffed, his nine fox tails swirling wildly: "What are you dreaming of? Those old fogies have basically allocated all the spots to their own descendants, and there aren't enough left. I don't know how many outstanding fox clan members want to get in. Do you think you have a chance?"

"So what? How will we know if we don't try?"

Bai Qi said earnestly.

The old beast king narrowed his eyes, his fox tail swaying dangerously behind him: "What are you going to use to test this? Those old fogies of my sect won't even give me face."

Bai Qi suddenly pulled out a blood-stained token from his pocket, engraved with ancient fox patterns: "With this."

"Nine-Tailed Token?"

The old beast king froze instantly, his gaze fixed on the token. "Where did you get this?"

"Given to me by my grandfather before he passed away."

Bai Qi ran his fingertips along the bloodstains on the jade tablet. "He said that an elder in our sect named Bai Xuyang owed him a life."

The old beast king suddenly burst into laughter: "Hahaha... Good, really good."

I never expected that my father would give you this token.

He suddenly unfurled his nine fox tails. "Fine, then! Hurry up and pack your things and head to the forbidden area. You're not allowed to come back until your tails grow back."

"Yes, Father."

Bai Qi breathed a sigh of relief, tucked the Nine-Tailed Token into his pocket, and walked away with a smile.

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(End of this chapter)