Chapter 128: An Empty Plot

Chapter 128: Chapter 128: An Empty Plot

General Qingyun rushed over, filled with anger and disbelief. The cry for help was from the Young Lord, the second most esteemed figure in the entire wolf clan, next only to the Supreme Lord. Someone dared to bully the Young Lord within the wolf domain? And even tried to kill him? Such audacity meant only one thing: death!

Filled with rage, General Qingyun sped towards the source of the cry, soon arriving at the scene. He saw the pitiful sight of the Young Lord, tears still wet, dragging a scorched hind leg, painfully climbing onto a large wolf's head. Opposite stood the perpetrator, who upon closer look, was revealed to be from the Yin Moon Dynasty.

The young wolf growled, "Kill him, Uncle Qingyun. He tried to kill Xianxian."

At this command, the wolves around opened their mouths, preparing to launch energy balls.

"Wait!" General Qingyun commanded urgently.

The wolves hesitated, their mouths still open, energy balls ready to be unleashed. Clearly, General Qingyun held significant authority among them.

In wolf language, the young wolf cried, "Uncle Qingyun, he tried to kill Xianxian. Xianxian almost died. Kill him, kill him!"

The young wolf continued to wail as General Qingyun, in a flash, transformed back into a green-robed man and flew to the young wolf's side, his eyes filled with wrath as he inspected the scorched leg.

At that moment, Zhong Shan appeared, carrying a flower, rushing from the large wolf's back to the young wolf's side.

General Qingyun glared at Zhong Shan, his eyebrows furrowed, sensing something unique about him.

"Drink this," Zhong Shan said, handing over the collected dew from the flower.

The young wolf glanced at Zhong Shan and immediately began to drink, clearly aware of what it was.

General Qingyun quickly emitted a green light, gently enveloping the young wolf's injured leg.

Soon, the young wolf was healed, the previously scorched leg appearing fully recovered, though the fur would take some time to regrow.

Once recovered, the young wolf glared hatefully at General Leiting.

At that moment, General Leiting finally realized the magnitude of his blunder. This mistake was so grave that even his death couldn't amend it.

"Huff, huff..."

The number of wolves continued to grow, now numbering over ten thousand, all with fierce and hostile expressions.

By then, the Emperor of the Yin Moon Dynasty and his entourage had arrived, following General Qingyun. The wolves didn't hinder them much due to General Qingyun's presence. As the Emperor approached the scene, his heart sank, a chilling fear gripping him.

Then, an overwhelming anger surged within him. Leiting? Did he cause this disaster?

Ten thousand wolves, all glaring at Leiting with murderous intent. What had he done to provoke such a massive calamity?

"Woof, woof," the young wolf on a large wolf's head continued to cry to General Qingyun.

In wolf language, the young wolf said, "Uncle Qingyun, he tried to kill Xianxian. Xianxian nearly died."

Hearing this, General Qingyun's eyes flashed with murderous intent as he glared at General Leiting, ready to execute the young wolf's command. The air was thick with tension, as if a single command would unleash a barrage of energy balls at General Leiting.

Hearing General Qingyun's words, many of the wolves who understood wolf language glared angrily at him.

The large wolf beneath Zhong Shan also growled, clearly translating General Qingyun's words to the young wolf.

Upon hearing the translation, the young wolf jumped up, growling furiously.

Wolf language: "Uncle Qingyun, he bullied Xianxian. You must kill him to avenge Xianxian!"

General Qingyun turned, looking at the young wolf with some difficulty, growling back to him in wolf language.

Wolf language: "Xianxian, just this once, Uncle Qingyun owes that man a great favor. I'll let him go, just this once. Later, Uncle Qingyun will let you bully him as you please. If you want to burn Uncle Qingyun's hair, Uncle Qingyun will let you. I won't hide anymore, okay?"

Wolf language: "No, no! Uncle Qingyun doesn't like Xianxian anymore. This man tried to kill Xianxian. Xianxian almost died just now."

The young wolf continued to jump anxiously, sounding very aggrieved.

Hearing the young wolf's cries, the surrounding wolves growled fiercely.

"Growl, growl, growl..." The wolves glared fiercely at the group.

"Let's go!" General Qingyun shouted, leading the way with the people from the Yin Moon Dynasty. Emperor Liudao followed closely behind with his entourage, while General Leiting's face flushed red with shame.

The young wolf atop the large wolf's head jumped anxiously, extremely annoyed, and the other wolves were equally furious, with many of them closely following. However, General Qingyun remained protective of the group, preventing the other wolves from attacking.

The Young Lord had been bullied by a group of people, and now they wanted to leave arrogantly?

If it weren't for General Qingyun's authority, the wolves would have attacked long ago.

General Qingyun was also extremely angry, swiftly flying westward with the group.

Gradually, the number of wolves chasing them dwindled until they were far away and no wolves pursued them.

No one spoke along the way, and General Leiting was filled with shame and embarrassment, an infinite sense of suffocation filling his chest.

When they reached the outskirts, General Qingyun suddenly stared at Emperor Liudao.

Taking a deep breath, Liudao frowned. "Qingyun, I'm really sorry about this. As for the Supreme Lord..."

"The Supreme Lord? Don't even think about it. Offending the Young Lord this time, even if the Heavenly Emperor came here, he wouldn't get the Supreme Lord's approval. The fact that the Supreme Lord didn't come after you is already the greatest grace. I told you not to go north before, but you didn't listen. Today, the Young Lord almost died at your hands. If it were anyone else, I would have obliterated them. Today, I went against my principles to save you, which offsets your favor. After today, we owe each other nothing." General Qingyun said angrily.

Finishing his words, General Qingyun transformed into a fifty-meter giant wolf, and with a stomp, he dashed rapidly eastward.

Watching General Qingyun leave, Emperor Liudao reached out as if to stop him, feeling a sense of loss. This trip to the wolf domain was about to succeed—it was so close, but in the end, it all fell apart, completely ruined.

Why? Why did it have to end like this?

Meanwhile, General Leiting quickly knelt on the ground, feeling extremely ashamed. "I deserve ten thousand deaths," he said.