He Still Went Too Easy on Him

Clan Head Xiao Mingli, who had been laughing uproariously, let out a chuckle that grew increasingly feeble until it withered into a dry wheeze. Venerable Black Feather reached out a claw and clamped it onto Clan Head Xiao's shoulder, his gaze as icy as if he were staring at a corpse. "O-Old Ancestor... guests are still present. Don't make a scene in front of outsiders." Clan Head Xiao tried to use Lu Yang and the others as a human shield. Venerable Black Feather, usually so mindful of his dignity, could no longer care less about any of that and seized Clan Head Xiao by the neck. Lu Yang was an eager learner. Hearing Clan Head Xiao's tales had greatly inspired him, and he had already taken out an image-recording orb well in advance, hoping to capture the final moments of Clan Head Xiao's life. Unfortunately, Venerable Black Feather gave him no such opportunity. He dragged Clan Head Xiao straight up, soaring toward the higher-level nest. Soon, a shrill, agonizing bird cry echoed across the sky above the Kunpeng Clan. All the Kunpeng clansmen set aside whatever work they were doing and looked up into the air in utter confusion, wondering where the screeching was coming from. Suddenly, the cries stopped dead. Clan Head Xiao had died pursuing the deepest desires of his heart; a worthy death indeed. "Cough, cough... The Old Ancestor really didn't hold back. In the end, he knocked me straight out." A moment after the shrill screeching subsided, Clan Head Xiao—black and blue, his face swollen, and a golden feather sticking out of his head—came stumbling back in flight. "Who knows how long I was out cold." "Clan Head Xiao, are you all right? Venerable Black Feather was far too heavy-handed," Meng Jingzhou asked out of courtesy, inquiring after what he already knew. "If I'm still breathing, then I'm fine. Just bad luck this time, getting caught red-handed airing the Old Ancestor's dirty laundry. So many people in the clan know about the Old Ancestor's disgraceful little secrets, so how come I never see him teaching any of them a lesson?" Clan Head Xiao grumbled indignantly. "The whole Kunpeng Clan knows about what Venerable Black Feather did in his youth?" "Of course," Clan Head Xiao stated with utter certainty. "Whenever I asked them if they knew about the Old Ancestor's past, if they said no, I would tell them the whole story from start to finish." Meng Jingzhou sucked in a breath of cold air, suddenly feeling that Venerable Black Feather had actually gone too easy on him. Lu Yang guessed that Clan Head Xiao's strength probably ranked second in the Kunpeng Clan. If he ranked any lower, Venerable Black Feather would never have left him alive. In fact, Lu Yang's guess was spot on. Within the Kunpeng Clan, Clan Head Xiao was second only to Venerable Black Feather, stronger even than the older generation of kunpeng. "I originally planned to show you around the Kunpeng Clan personally to fulfill my duties as host." Clan Head Xiao hissed in pain as he rubbed his bruised face. "But the injuries on my face won't heal anytime soon. It wouldn't look good if I took you out with my face covered." "Xinghai, stop cultivating and come here for a moment," Clan Head Xiao transmitted a message to his son. Before long, a Golden-Winged Peng several hundred feet tall landed outside Clan Head Xiao's doorstep. Seeing his father in human form, he too transformed into a human: a handsome young man with jade-green eyes and golden hair. "This is my youngest son, Xiao Xinghai." Seeing his father beaten black and blue, Xiao Xinghai was taken aback. "Dad, what happened to you?" "Nothing. Just took a spill." "Did you take a spill on a turtle shell from the Black Tortoise Clan?" "Get lost, get lost, get lost! Don't ask questions you shouldn't ask!" Clan Head Xiao flared up, itching to give this little kun brat a good thrashing. "These six are friends from the Dao Seeking Sect. They happen to be around the same age as you, so entertain them on my behalf." On the Kunpeng Clan's home turf, Lu Yang and his companions had not dared to court disaster with Venerable Black Feather by posing as Five Elements Sect disciples. "The Dao Seeking Sect, one of Great Xia's Five Great Immortal Sects?" Xiao Xinghai was astonished. Only a week had passed since Daoist Lord Hanhai and Daoist Lord Wanfa's clash, so the news that the Dao Seeking Sect possessed a half-immortal had not yet reached the Kunpeng Clan, secluded deep in the northern East Sea. Had Xiao Xinghai known, he would have been even more astonished.