Chapter 151: Thunder Eagle
"Kneel down."
Since Yuan Wuji was sitting comfortably upon a plush, high-cushioned seat, when he summoned the fox-spirit to his front, she approached in a half-kneeling posture.
"Come closer."
Yuan Wuji parted his legs slightly, allowing the fox-spirit to draw even nearer.
A faint flush tinged the fox-spirit's cheeks, but she slowly crept closer to him.
"Clean it up for me thoroughly."
Yuan Wuji drew out his massive member, exposing it blatantly before the fox-spirit's eyes. Even Fox Three, standing nearby, had not expected Yuan Wuji to begin indulging in the fox-spirit with such undisguised crudeness.
The fox-spirit clearly understood her destiny, and thus felt no awkwardness whatsoever regarding Yuan Wuji's actions. Instead, she grasped the massive shaft and went to work with her crimson lips and nimble tongue.
"Ah, feels good."
Yuan Wuji thoroughly enjoyed the tranquil moment, minding neither the presence of Fox Three nor the other two fox-spirits.
"Great... My Lord, are you... satisfied...?"
Because of the object filling her mouth, the fox-spirit could not speak a complete sentence, managing to finish her words only between heavy breaths.
"Not bad."
Unable to help himself, Yuan Wuji pressed the fox-spirit's head a little closer to his body, though she found it rather difficult to bear, her eyes nearly watering from the depth.
"Cough, cough."
Seeing the fox-spirit's plight, Yuan Wuji eased the force in his grip, allowing her to catch her breath.
It had to be said that the fox-spirit's oral skills were truly exceptional; Yuan Wuji had never experienced such superb technique before. However, such peaceful moments are always fleeting.
"Boom!"
"Get out here, you demon king inside!"
* * *
Outside the hall, not only did the sounds of bombardment echo, but a demon king was also shouting curses at the top of his lungs.
Yuan Wuji, who had intended to enjoy a moment of peace, had his mood ruined by the sudden clamor. Naturally displeased, he tidied himself up and rushed out of the hall, determined to teach this fellow who had disrupted his good time a harsh lesson.
"Which turtle's son dares to howl at my doorstep?"
In a foul mood, Yuan Wuji roared back with crude insults, not caring in the least what manner of sacred being stood outside the hall.
"Hmph, don't be too arrogant. Me coming here is for your own good."
"Oh? Just you, a bird-man, think you're qualified to speak here? Aren't you afraid a strong wind will snap your wings?"
Yuan Wuji said disdainfully, while flipping a certain finger up at the bird-man in the sky. Fox Three, following closely behind Yuan Wuji, was seeing this side of him for the very first time. Gone was his usual demeanor; instead, he looked far more like a common ruffian.
Even the three fox-spirits who followed them out were astonished by Yuan Wuji's actions. They had always believed Yuan Wuji to be a ruthless monster who killed without blinking, for they had been specially warned before arriving that the master they were to serve was a terrifying figure among the demon race whom they must not offend. Yet today's events were completely contrary to their imaginations. The Yuan Wuji before their eyes actually dispelled their previous nervousness, involuntarily bringing a touch of lightness to their hearts.
"I won't waste words with you now. If you know what's good for you, quickly hand over this palace. Otherwise, don't blame me for showing no mercy."
"A bird-man sure talks a lot of nonsense. If you've got the guts, barge in and try."
Naturally, the bird-man in the sky knew that the palaces closer to the center were inhabited by demon nobility heavily favored by Accumulating Thunder Mountain. Moreover, he had heard that fox-spirits were assigned to these palaces. The bird-man had coveted fox-spirits for a long time, yet had never had the chance to taste one.
Therefore, he had specifically chosen a palace assigned with fox-spirits, hoping to force the demon king inside to yield the dwelling out of prudence. Accumulating Thunder Mountain turned a blind eye to such internal conflicts, and many similar incidents had already occurred, which was why the bird-man dared to try his luck.
Besides, the bird-man was himself at the Demon King realm, and belonged to the Thunder Eagle clan. Thunder Eagles were naturally much faster than other eagle tribes, making speed their claim to fame.
Even if this Thunder Eagle facing Yuan Wuji believed he might not win a direct fight, he possessed the absolute confidence to escape successfully—this was his capital.
"Then I'll teach you a lesson."
Continually mocked by Yuan Wuji, the Thunder Eagle grew three parts angry and made his move without the slightest hesitation.
"Extreme Lightning Thousand Birds."
The Thunder Eagle's body surged with lightning. Unlike the destructive nature of ordinary thunder, this lightning possessed a potent paralyzing effect and could provide an immense boost to the user's speed.
Yet Yuan Wuji, whose patience had already run out, had no intention of wasting much time on the Thunder Eagle.
* * *
"Geng-Metal Golden Core, Third Revolution."
Yuan Wuji directly unleashed the third revolution of his Geng-Metal Golden Core. A massive wave of slaughter intent surged wildly within him; at this moment, any divine ability wielded in his hands transformed into a formidable art of carnage.
Subdue Dragon and Tame Tiger.
Simultaneously, Yuan Wuji executed the Subdue Dragon and Tame Tiger divine abilities. Twin dragons and twin tigers materialized simultaneously around his arms. Augmented by the third revolution of the Geng-Metal Golden Core, the inherent demonic and divine qi of the dragons and tigers were entirely overwhelmed by the qi of slaughter emanating from the golden core.
Now, the twin dragons and twin tigers represented pure slaughter, making them all the more terrifying.
Especially for the Thunder Eagle in the sky, who was startled by Yuan Wuji's sudden eruption—the thought of escaping was now an absolute impossibility.
He attempted to flee using the speed enhancement granted by the Extreme Lightning Thousand Birds, but Yuan Wuji's Earth-Evasion Golden Light was no weaker. Boosted by the third revolution of the Geng-Metal Golden Core, Yuan Wuji materialized right in front of the Thunder Eagle in an instant.
The twin dragons and twin tigers struck simultaneously, piercing straight through the Thunder Eagle's body. Imbued with the power of slaughter, they lacked their former mystic charm, but possessed a far more horrifying offensive power—one that a mere Demon King-tier Thunder Eagle could never hope to resist.
Not only was the Thunder Eagle's physical body destroyed, but the instant his primordial spirit came into contact with the dragons and tigers, it was thoroughly obliterated.
Retaining its unyielding momentum, the fierce strike of the dragons and tigers smashed a giant crater into the mountain range. The lingering qi of slaughter radiating from the pit remained terrifyingly potent.
This was entirely intentional on Yuan Wuji's part, meant to strike fear into petty-minded scoundrels. Otherwise, an endless stream of fools seeking death would come here to ruin his mood, a spectacle Yuan Wuji had no desire to see.
Just like today, Yuan Wuji had been peacefully enjoying himself when he was suddenly interrupted by shouting curses. Even though he had now killed the Thunder Eagle, it still failed to appease his irritation; having been disturbed, Yuan Wuji had completely lost his previous mood for indulgence.
Returning to the hall now, Yuan Wuji felt a completely different inclination—he might as well cultivate.
"The Great King's temperament is truly unfathomable." Fox Three gazed at the giant crater in the mountain, then turned his eyes toward the palace. He realized he could not see through Yuan Wuji's true intentions at all. He had originally thought he understood Yuan Wuji well, but it seemed that was far from the case.
Seeing that Yuan Wuji had begun cultivating, the fox-spirit very sensibly stood quietly to the side, taking care not to disturb him.
Meanwhile, seeing Yuan Wuji absorbed in cultivation, Fox Three also turned and left the palace, flying toward the central main hall.