I picked up the scattered attributes

Wang Xiao glanced at Feng Xia with surprise: "I didn't expect there to be someone like you in the East Sea Jiao Clan. But then again, if you were still so old-fashioned and conservative, you wouldn't have been able to send anyone to participate in this grand event."

No.

In fact, the real East Sea dragon clan may not have come at all...

Feng Xia silently complained in his heart. Otherwise, he would not have chosen to impersonate this identity. It was because, after weighing various factors, impersonating the East Sea Jiaolong Clan was the safest and most secretive option. Under normal circumstances, it would be almost impossible for a few Jiaolong to suddenly appear and expose his fake identity in public.

"Look, the guy I was talking about is right there."

After entering the area protected by the Five Elements Sealing Formation, Feng Xia gave everyone a look to calm down, and then gestured with his lip towards a figure in the farthest distance.

Wang Xiaoman stared intently, then let out a soft exclamation: "This guy..."

Seeing its reaction, Feng Xia instantly perked up.

As expected, birds of a feather flock together. Could it be that Wang Xiaoman knows the origin of this Tianwu?

"What is this thing?! Why does it look so much like our tiger clan? It's disgusting!" The Great White Tiger King Xiaoman exclaimed in a voice that seemed to come from the depths of his soul. "Why does it have eight human faces? And eight tails? Does it have eight butts too? When it solves those problems, do all eight butts come at once?"

Feng Xia: "???"

Etc., etc!

Friend, isn't your train of thought jumping a little too fast?

It was at this moment that Tianwu slowly woke up again, his eight faces filled with confusion as he stared blankly in all directions: "Where are we...?"

Immediately afterwards, all eight faces felt their scalps tingle. In this small space, they could clearly feel one after another Yuan Dan realm aura pressing down on their hearts like the blazing sun in the night!

"One...two, three...four..."

A sharp pain shot through all eight heads. Tian Wu's heart sank heavier and heavier. They had only set their sights on an unclaimed chariot. How could so many Yuan Dan realm experts suddenly appear?

Especially the aura lurking at the very back, it was so vast that it could not be an exaggeration to describe it. Even just a slight touch of it caused a sense of oppression that made their hearts tremble!

"Hey, what are you?"

Just then, a large white tiger suddenly leaped into Tianwu's field of vision, startling him at first: "White... White Tiger Royal Family?"

"White Tiger royal family?" Wang Xiaoman looked down at himself, then smugly snorted, "I'm not from the White Tiger clan. I just thought white looked better, so I dyed all my fur white!"

Feng Xia's eyebrows twitched almost subconsciously.

He had a feeling that this guy was becoming increasingly unreliable...

It shouldn't be... his imagination, right?

"I..." Tian Wu was about to speak when he suddenly fell silent.

So far, he is the only one left of his race. Although not many people recognize his origins, it would be a completely different story if he were to reveal them.

That's tantamount to deliberately putting yourself in danger!

"What on earth is this thing?" At this moment, Wang Xiaoman had already turned to look at Feng Xia. "How disgusting."

“Oh, it’s a very rare Tianwu.” Feng Xia replied without thinking. “It is said that the saliva of Tianwu has magical effects, but we haven’t studied the saliva of this one yet.”

Tianwu: "!?"

Wang Xiaoman suddenly realized: "So it's the Tianwu? I've never heard of that race before."

"We've actually made some progress regarding the effects of his saliva," Mo Lianque said as he walked over from the side. "His saliva should also be of a healing nature, but we still need to conduct further research to determine the specific strength of its effects."

Tianwu continued: "?!"

Almost instantly, Wang Xiaoman became extremely interested. It stretched out a foot and poked Tianwu's face directly: "I happen to have a wound here, can you lick it for me?"

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Chapter 0197

In that instant, Feng Xia felt a chill run down his spine, his scalp tingling.

He almost thought that Tian Wu might be unable to bear the humiliation of the audacious Wang Xiaoman and would immediately lash out, giving Wang Xiaoman a lesson she would never forget.

After all, Tianwu is still a Yuan Dan demon beast!

In comparison, Wang Xiaoman's cultivation level is much weaker.

If Tianwu really picked it up and delivered the killing blow, this mature and steady white tiger might be instantly turned into a tiny, mushy mess...

Feng Xia imagined the scene, and it was so beautiful that it was almost unbearable to look at.

However, to his surprise, when faced with the foot pressed against his face, Tian Wu was only stunned for a moment, and then suddenly lay down on the ground, his body gradually shrinking. In the blink of an eye, he turned into eight identical little children!

"A little bit~"

The eight children all made faces at Wang Xiaoman, then scattered in all directions: "We just won't lick it, what can you do about it?"

Everyone stared at this scene blankly.

Through Long Da's words, they already knew how precious Tian Wu was; it was no exaggeration to say that it was extremely rare in the world.

However, they still couldn't have predicted...

After Tianwu's eight heads split, they were able to turn into eight identical children. Could this be considered a transformation of a demon beast?

“Interesting, really interesting, very worthy of research.” Long Da suddenly interjected, “If we study it carefully, it might be able to solve my mother’s problem.”

—Perhaps it can also solve the problem of the young girl.

Feng Xia thought of it almost simultaneously.

But the next moment, things took an unexpected turn.

The eight children running around on the ground seemed to touch a nerve in Wang Xiaoman. His back suddenly straightened, a faint light appeared in his eyes, his body squatted down slightly, and he let out a low whimper, his gaze locking onto one of the children.

"Is this..."

Feng Xia suddenly realized something.

In the next instant, Wang Xiaoman's body, which was taut like a bow, suddenly leaped up, drawing a beautiful parabola in mid-air. His feet swept across a fan-shaped area, and with a thud, he pinned one of the children to the ground.

"Got you!"

Wang Xiaoman's voice sounded quite pleasant. It held the child firmly down with one paw, ignoring his struggles, while its other paw waved in the air, trying to hold down another child nearby as well.

Feng Xia suddenly felt that this scene looked quite familiar.

This is exactly how your cat looks when it's grabbing a ball of yarn!

"This is unbelievable! I actually saw the feeling of a domestic cat in a big tiger?" Feng Xia couldn't help but be speechless.

At the same time, his curiosity grew even stronger.

Just who exactly is this Wang Xiaoman?

Is it really just an ordinary tiger-type monster?

And this guy came to find me simply because of the Jiao Clan's young lady?

"It's better to be a little more careful; it's never too bad to be cautious."

Thinking of this, Feng Xia became slightly more vigilant.

However, thanks to Wang Xiaoman, Feng Xia quickly made a new discovery about Tianwu: Tianwu was strongest when it was combined into eight, and was definitely a Yuan Dan Realm demon beast. But once it was divided into eight, their strength would drop sharply, at most equivalent to the third or fourth level of the Dao Platform Realm.

It was precisely for this reason that these eight identical-looking children were chased around in a chaotic manner by Wang Xiaoman.

"Hey, you guys, don't run away! Let me take a look! It's not like I'll lose a piece of my flesh!" Wang Xiaoman's voice came from afar.

"Sect Leader Feng, what do you think?"

Mo Lianque and the others arrived beside Feng Xia at some point, a hint of worry in their eyes: "It seems there are too many variables involved in the opening of the Demon Emperor's Tomb this time..."

The Demon King has fallen, the Holy Son has been born, and all sorts of strange and unusual things seem to have all come together and erupted in this era!

Even though the royal family had been planning for many years and Mo Lianque was confident of success, the emperor of Xuanwu Kingdom felt a strange sense of unease after actually arriving in the Demon Capital.

The founding emperor of the Xuanwu Kingdom, along with his friends and sages, was far more powerful than the current Xuanwu Kingdom. However, they still failed to overthrow the Wan Yao Kingdom, leaving behind countless mysteries and an unfinished plan to change the world.

If he fails again this time...

Perhaps the entire human race will be utterly defeated!

"Changes are not necessarily a bad thing."

Feng Xia thought for a moment and smiled, "Or rather, all sorts of variables always exist. The only difference is that if you are not strong enough, you will often feel that you have seen all the variables and that everything is under your control."

Mo Lianque was stunned.

Throughout history, different people have had different understandings of the concept of "variables," but this was truly the first time he had ever heard of such a fresh and unconventional understanding as Feng Xia's!

"The variables have always been there?" Mo Lianque asked seriously.

"It's like saying, Your Majesty, please bring your face closer."

Feng Xia thought for a moment, then stretched out a hand towards Mo Lian Que.

The latter was slightly taken aback. Although he was a little puzzled, he still leaned forward and asked, "Sect Leader Feng, what are you planning to do?"

“Your Majesty, you see, the reason you dare to come so close is because you’ve decided that we’re still in a cooperative relationship, so I won’t slap you in the face.”

Feng Xia said calmly.

Mo Lianque nodded subconsciously: "That's true."

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