In a house built of stone on Green Mound Mountain, Ouyang and his two companions sat on the floor opposite the elders of Green Mound Mountain.
Ouyang eyed the dozen or so Great Demon Cultivators called the Fox Clan elders, feeling rather puzzled. So not a single one of these Fox Clan elders was a Great Cultivator from the Fox Clan!
They were all fucking sons-in-law who had married into a wealthy family!
Since when did marrying into a family put the sons-in-law in direct control of the entire clan?
Looking at the oddly shaped figures opposite him, whose physical features barely let him identify what creatures had cultivated into spirits, Ouyang's lips twitched as he said, "Ouyang of Little Mountain Peak, Azure Cloud Sect. These two are my junior brothers, Leng Qingsong and Chen Changsheng."
While Ouyang and his companions sized them up, the other side was also sizing up the three of them.
These three youths before them were all monstrous talents!
One was a young Sword Immortal, one a formation prodigy, and the seemingly unremarkable one in the middle had an astonishing quantity of True Essence in his Dantian!
Merely sitting opposite them, the three gave the assembled Great Demon Cultivators a faint sense of pressure.
The turtle at their head coughed and spoke first. "We truly must thank everyone from the Azure Cloud Sect for relieving Green Mound Mountain's predicament this time. We are also moved to tears with gratitude for all the care you have shown our Tutu!"
Such bookish words coming from a turtle carrying a shell on his back sounded strange no matter how one listened.
Ouyang could not be bothered to waste words with them either. Looking at the Demon Cultivators before him, he asked, "Where's Tutu?"
"Tutu is still sleeping, and