A Feast for the Eyes, the Qilin Demand Answers

After listening to the conversation between Wu Chu and Houtu, Little Moon Spirit glanced at the enormous black sheep, frowned, and asked, "Shall we send this creature back?"

Wu Chu shook his head slightly. "They've already delivered themselves to our doorstep; it wouldn't be appropriate to send them back. That would make it seem like we're disrespecting them. Anyway, we didn't kill them, so let's just pretend we don't know anything about it. Maybe I'm just overthinking it?"

That being said, Houtu felt that Wu Chu's concerns were not without merit, and they should still be prepared for the Qilin Clan to come and question them in the future.

However, the feeling that she might be being schemed against made her somewhat uncomfortable. She had initially thought this guy was quite hospitable! She hadn't expected him to harbor malicious intentions.

Wu Chu smiled and said, "Sister, don't overthink it. Maybe that Water Lord simply doesn't want us to join the Qilin Clan and wants to befriend us!"

Houtu nodded and said, "Let's see if the Qilin Clan comes to question us! If Qilin Clan do, it means that the Water Lord was indeed plotting against us."

Wu Chu nodded slightly, but thought to himself: Even if I knew, it wouldn't make a difference! I can't beat that guy anyway. I hope I'm just overthinking it!

"Little Moon Spirit, you're in charge of dealing with that guy!" Wu Chu said, lazily sitting back on the recliner under the parasol. "Xiao Yu, get your sister a box of ice cream to quench her thirst!"

"Okay!"

The two girls responded and gracefully walked away.

Watching them grow from adorable little kids into the young women they are today, Wu Chu felt a pang of emotion; time really flies!

A moment later, the Little Fox took out two boxes of ice cream from the small refrigerator in the cabin, went up to the deck, handed one box to Miss Houtu, and held one box for herself. With a light step, she floated lightly towards the mountain peak where the giant sheep was located.

Looking at her bare feet, dressed in revealing clothes that showed off her fair back and long, slender legs, Wu Chu silently took his sunglasses off his forehead.

Do not look at what is improper, do not look at what is improper...

The young lady Houtu, who was eating ice cream nearby, chuckled and asked, "Is it pretty?"

Wu Chu turned around and saw a white mark on Houtu's jade-like pink lips. He nodded, took out his Seven-Treasure Radiance Kerchief, and casually reached out to gently wipe her lips. "She is indeed quite beautiful, a feast for the eyes!"

Houtu was a little stunned by Wu Chu's intimate gesture, and involuntarily stuck out her tongue to lick the spot that Wu Chu had wiped.

When she came to her senses, she realized what had happened, and two blushes immediately rose on the young lady's face, her eyes becoming somewhat unfocused.

She coughed lightly, then stood up and said, "I'm going to check on Little Moon Spirit!"

Seeing Houtu's 'fleeing in panic' appearance, Wu Chu's lips curled up slightly. He sipped the chilled Watermelon juice in his hand, feeling 'refreshed to the core and Flying High '.

On the mountain peak where the giant sheep was located, Little Moon Spirit had already led a group of Little Flower Fairies to begin processing the giant sheep's carcass. As usual, some of the sheep's blood was kept, while the rest was sent to the base of the Purple Jade Divine Tree to be used as fertilizer for the Spirit Root.

Some of the intestines and their excrement were sent to Flower Mountain and buried there, where they were also used as fertilizer for that sea of flowers.

Some of the intestines and internal organs that were not eaten were cut into small pieces and fed to the creatures of Purple Jade Mountain.

In an instant, the pungent smell of the giant ram filled the Purple Jade Mountain, and some of the Little Flower Fairies who disliked the smell almost vomited from the stench.

Fortunately, none of us are ordinary living beings, so holding our breath is an easy thing to do.

The giant sheep, even larger than the original Azure Dragon, was cut into countless pieces by Little Moon Spirit and her group of Little Flower Fairies, and stored in a special storage Storage Bag for raw meat. This Storage Bag was always kept by Little Moon Spirit.

In the evening, let's have roasted lamb chops, hot pot lamb, and a big hot pot!

As Wu Chu savored the mutton, he couldn't help but sigh to himself, "Compared to this mutton, can the mutton I ate before even be called mutton?"

Tears of emotion involuntarily streamed down my face.

Meanwhile, in the Houtu Tribe, the Witch Clan Warrior were singing and dancing, roasting lamb chops around the campfire and enjoying a hearty meal. The tribe was filled with laughter and joy.

On both banks of this Great River, in the seemingly peaceful and tranquil night, battles were silently raging, and the surging torrents submerged countless mountains and rivers.

Many creatures that originally lived peaceful lives in the mountains and fields were forced to choose sides; those who did not choose could only face death.

This situation persisted for a very long time.

For the creatures living on both sides of the Great River, this was almost a catastrophe.

About a thousand years after Wu Chu and his companions ate that giant goat, Purple Jade Mountain once again welcomed two familiar guests— Qingqiu Seventeen and Feng Wu.

On the same day that these two entered Purple Jade Mountain, a vast army of beasts marched in a mighty procession to the Great River.

The smoke of war seemed to hang in the air.

A major battle seems imminent.

Purple Jade Mountain.

"It's been many years since we last met, and you two fellow Daoists are still as dashing as ever!"

Wu Chu looked at Qingqiu Chen and the Feng Qilin with emotion.

Although his cultivation level is now at the Golden Immortal Realm, these two still give him the feeling of being unfathomable, especially Feng Wu.

"Your demeanor is even more impressive than before, fellow Daoist!" Qingqiu Chen smiled and cupped his hands in greeting.

Feng Wu, unable to contain himself any longer, said, "If it's not you, fellow Daoist, then there's no need for these formalities. I'll get straight to the point: have you already joined the Dragon Clan?"

Wu Chu looked puzzled. "What makes you say that?"

Qingqiu Chen smiled bitterly and said, "The creatures on both banks of this Great River Basin that did not join the Dragon Clan have been wiped out by the Dragon Clan. However, your Purple Jade Mountain and the Witch Tribe remain intact, which inevitably gives us the impression that you have already joined the Dragon Clan."

Speaking of this, Wu Chu couldn't help but sigh and shake his head, saying, "You two might not believe it, but the Dragon Clan did indeed invite us. In fact, to make people think we had joined them, they even sent a lot of corpses to us and the Houtu Tribe, hoping to mislead the Qilin Royal Court and force us to join the Dragon Clan."

Wu Chu gave a helpless, bitter smile. "Unfortunately, although I saw through their intentions, I am powerless to change them. I can only wait here for you to come and hold me accountable."

Wu Chu relayed all the questions Feng Wu wanted to ask, using the tactic of "retreating to advance" to put Feng Wu in a difficult position, leaving Feng Wu unsure how to respond. He could only glance at Qingqiu Chen, signaling for Qingqiu Chen to come forward.