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

Chapter 337 Preparations Before Winter

The night was as dark as ink. The Beast Tomb was located in a desolate area behind the Phoenix Valley. This was the final resting place for the sinful beasts or slaves of the Phoenix Clan throughout the ages.

Corpses were carelessly discarded here, left to be devoured by crows, vultures, and other birds, until only a pile of bones remained, weathered by time and becoming nourishment for the earth.

Ru'er's body was carelessly thrown here; her once beautiful face had turned ashen and terrifying, filled with the aura of death.

As night deepened, flocks of crows and vultures flew in from all directions and devoured Ru'er's corpse in the blink of an eye.

No one noticed that five jade-white phoenix eggs rolled out of Ru'er's bloodied and mangled belly. The eggshells were extremely thin, almost transparent, and covered with blood and mucus, with faint red flames emanating from them.

It rolled into the grass, hidden by the lush vegetation, unnoticed, quietly absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Three days is enough for a bloodbath.

Feng Su's methods were more ruthless and efficient than anyone had anticipated.

With the Second Elder's example as a warning, the Dragon Clan's Xuanjia Guards as a deterrent, and Feng Su herself being a powerful 12th-tier cultivator, she had the advantage.

None of the Phoenix Clan elders dared to step forward and provoke the tiger.

Those who should be replaced should be replaced, those who should be killed should be killed, those who should be abolished should be abolished, and those who should be exiled should be taken away overnight.

Feng Su used the force of thunder to uproot the entrenched power left behind by Feng Xiao.

Those elders who were initially observing or plotting something, all abandoned their schemes and became extremely obedient after witnessing Feng Su's swift and ruthless methods.

The power shift in the Phoenix Clan was completed. Apart from a major reshuffle at the top, the rest of the Phoenix Clan members were not greatly affected.

After all, for ordinary people of the Phoenix Clan, who becomes the clan leader is not important; what matters is that the clan can lead the Phoenix Clan to prosperity and enable them to live a stable and wealthy life.

Clearly, Feng Su has the ability and strength to do so.

The ruins of the Wutong Palace were completely leveled, and peach saplings were planted overnight, their roots sinking deep into the blood-stained soil.

The original ancestral hall was demolished and rebuilt. Feng Xiao's memorial tablet was not even qualified to enter the new ancestral hall. The colorful stone carving of a water lily was placed in the place where Feng Xiao should have been placed.

No one dared to utter a single word of doubt about this scene.

Feng Su stood in the center of the newly built ancestral hall, which had been constructed overnight, knelt on a prayer mat, and respectfully kowtowed three times to the memorial tablet of Shui Fu above.

Only then did he stand up, turn around, and leave the ancestral hall.

"Young clan leader, the young lord of the Dragon Clan is waiting for you at the valley entrance."

The attendant came to report cautiously.

Feng Su had just stepped out of the ancestral hall when she heard these words. She paused and looked at the servant. "Tell my cousin that I will be there soon."

Thinking of something, she narrowed her peach blossom eyes and quickly added, "Clean up Qifeng Palace and replace all the furnishings and furniture inside with new ones."

The attendant was taken aback. Qifeng Palace was the residence of the wives of the Phoenix Clan's successive clan leaders, and it had been empty since Lady Shuifu died.

Just as I was about to offer a reminder.

Then Feng Su said with a smile, "Of course it's for the new clan leader's wife. Hurry up and go!"

The servant suddenly realized what was happening and quickly acknowledged and withdrew.

He guessed that the new clan leader's wife was probably that female from the lower realm.

The young clan leader was known for his womanizing ways, and it was originally just a passing interest for him, but now it seems that he has truly settled down completely.

Feng Su breathed a sigh of relief; pretending to be serious these past few days had exhausted him.

Those old folks kept nagging him about clan rules and ancestral precepts every day, giving him a headache.

Fortunately, I'm leaving soon, and I won't have to listen to those old guys nagging anymore.

He hummed a little tune as he walked to the mouth of the valley in a good mood.

The entrance to Qifeng Valley.

Xuanyuan Ming, dressed in a dark gold beast robe, stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the distant horizon, lost in thought.

Seeing Feng Su arrive late, he narrowed his golden eyes, "What are you dawdling about?"

"I always have to go to the ancestral hall to say goodbye to my mother."

As Feng Su walked in, she magically produced a jade box, saying, "Here, a gift for Yue'er."

The box lid was lifted, and inside lay a hairpin made of five-colored stones, with an exquisite phoenix pattern carved on it. It was so lifelike that it seemed to come alive, and it shimmered with a seven-colored halo in the morning light.

Xuanyuan Ming glanced at it disdainfully, "It's a bit tacky, not as pretty as the twin lotus amethyst chalcedony hairpin I gave you."

In his eyes, carving phoenixes or dragons was just tacky, no matter how exquisitely it was polished and carved.

Feng Su was not angry when she heard this. She smiled and closed the jade box again.

"Cousin, you don't understand, do you? Little Yue'er likes shiny things."

Xuan Yuanming rolled his eyes, offering no comment on Feng Su's inexplicable self-confidence.

I just feel that it's not as good as the twin lotus flowers I gave you; they're not only beautiful but also have a special meaning.

Feng Su didn't pay attention to his expression and suddenly lowered her voice, "What about Uncle?"

Xuan Yuanming's expression turned indifferent: "Old stubborn man."

A hint of annoyance flashed in his golden eyes. "Father is convinced that Yue'er is a wandering ghost, and he won't even acknowledge the dragon egg."

Feng Su frowned. This was indeed a troublesome problem, but she couldn't think of a good solution for the time being.

“Uncle is just having trouble accepting it right now. Once the dragon egg hatches, he’ll naturally like the beautifully shaped baby. We can then say a few nice words to him, and he might accept it.” He tried to comfort Xuan Yuanming, while also comforting himself.

Xuanyuan Ming frowned even deeper and remained silent.

He was well aware of this principle, but he still harbored resentment.

That was his father, yet he wouldn't even acknowledge his own grandson.

They wouldn't even bother to take a look.

Perhaps because she had nowhere to vent her anger, her tone was also not very good, "Are you leaving or not? If not, I'll leave by myself."

Feng Su quickly jumped onto his back, "Come on, cousin, carry me back. Anyway, you're going to transform into a dragon, so let me experience what it's like to ride one."

"roll!"

With a dark expression, Xuanyuan Ming threw him off his back, transformed into the ancient Taixu Zhuyin, soared into the air, and tore through space with his dragon claws, flying into it in the blink of an eye.

"My cousin is so stingy!"

Feng Su instantly transformed into a fire phoenix, laughing loudly as she chased after him. Her figure disappeared into the void rift.

They have clearly gone to the lower realms.

Lower Realm, Sky Mist Canyon, Wolf Tribe.

The weather is getting colder, and the autumn wind is swirling fallen leaves in the yard.

Su Xiyue has finished her postpartum confinement. Her figure has not gained weight or changed shape, and her complexion is rosy. She doesn't look like a female who has just given birth at all. She has obviously recovered very well.

She stood in the courtyard wrapped in an animal skin cloak, watching Ye Ling bring back another large pile of timber.

They were all chopped into sections with an axe, dried, and neatly stacked in the woodshed in the backyard.

There wasn't enough room in the woodshed, so we put it in the corner of the yard.

The snow season in the Beast World is extremely cold and lasts for six months. During these six months, heavy snow closes off the mountains, making hunting extremely difficult and dangerous.

Therefore, it is necessary to stockpile a large amount of food and wood in advance to prepare for the winter.

Ye Ling and Qing Zhu are busy like spinning tops every day, leaving early in the morning and not returning until dark.

Fortunately, they had prepared enough game and timber to get the whole family through the cold snow season.

We also prepared plenty of other dried goods, animal hides, and winter supplies, so we basically had nothing to lack.

Perhaps because Qingzhu hunts every day, his temper has mostly dissipated, and he has quieted down, no longer swearing much.

On the contrary, Mo Lin's mood has been a bit off lately, and he seems very anxious.

Although she didn't say anything, Su Xiyue could still sense it.

Finally, she couldn't resist any longer and went straight to the kitchen to find him.

Steam was bubbling from the iron pot on the stove. Mo Lin was stirring the rice porridge in the pot with a wooden spoon, his cold profile appearing and disappearing in the steam.

"What's wrong lately?"

She wrapped her arms around his lean waist from behind, saying, "You've been acting really strange lately."

Mo Lin paused, making several marks in the rice porridge with the wooden spoon.

He paused for a moment, then said in a low voice, "Winter is coming."

Su Xiyue was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized that snakes hibernate.

Not only does Mo Lin need to hibernate, but the eight snake cubs also need to hibernate.

She chuckled, pressing her cheek against his taut back. "So our Lord Mo Lin is afraid of missing something while he's asleep."

Mo Lin's ears turned slightly red. He turned around and pinned her against the stove, his cool fingers lifting her chin. "What are you laughing at, Yue'er?"

"I'm thinking about it."

Su Xiyue blinked. "How about we prepare a really warm nest for you and your eight cubs, lined with the softest ferret fur?"

Mo Lin looked down at her, a hint of a smile in his eyes, "Just prepare something thicker for the kids, I don't need it."

"why?"

She looked at him, puzzled. "But don't snakes hibernate? Aren't you afraid of the cold?"

"I'm not planning to hibernate this year; I want to stay with you and the baby."

Mo Lin spoke calmly, as if he had made a decision.

She looked surprised and was about to ask a question.

Suddenly, Bai Qi's puzzled voice rang out from outside the kitchen, "Something's burnt, there's a burnt smell."

Mo Lin instinctively looked into the pot and found that the rice porridge was cooked to a thick consistency, and there was no sign of it burning.

He instantly realized that the old fox had deliberately discovered Yue'er in the kitchen.

His eyes were slightly cold, but he didn't say anything.

He turned around, leaned down and bit Su Xiyue's cheek, saying, "I'll deal with you tonight."

Su Xiyue smiled and patted him on the shoulder, then left the kitchen without staying any longer.