Chapter 311: Chapter 258: Sinister

Xylon’s face was clouded with fluctuating emotions, ultimately retracting the Phoenix True Fire with a dangerously low voice, “What do you really want?”

Soren slowly withdrew the Illusion Leaf from his fingertips, a playful smile curving his lips, “It’s very simple, I want Father to give up seeking revenge against The Wolf Tribe, not to touch a hair on them, even in secret.”

“Impossible!”

Xylon shattered the nearby Jade Platform with his palm, killing intent erupting from his eyes, angrily saying, “They killed your sister, a blood debt must be paid with blood.”

Even killing that despicable woman’s too lenient, how could this matter be let go so easily?

Soren wasn’t surprised by his reaction, it was within his expectations, and he sneered coldly, “Does Father want the entire Aetheria to know that you, for the sake of a concubine, drove your own wife to death?”

The hall instantly fell into a terrifying silence.

Several elders broke out into a cold sweat, wishing they could vanish on the spot.

Xylon’s face turned iron blue, his gaze fixed intensely on his son who resembled him significantly, anger turning into a mocking laugh, “You dare threaten me?”

“This is not a threat; it’s a negotiation.”

Soren lazily leaned against the pillar, the Fiery Red Feather Robe accentuating his skin like jade, lips radiant, “If Father insists on moving against The Wolf Tribe, I’ll send this Illusion Leaf to The Dragon Clan, letting Uncle see how his sister really died.”

Xylon’s expression changed dramatically; Horace’s most beloved was that sister, if he learned the truth…

He couldn’t imagine the consequences.

Soren observed the change in his expression, his peach blossom eyes flickered, and continued to stoke the flames, “By the way, Cousin is now Luna’s Beast Husband. If you truly kill his beloved, with his frenzy, he’s likely to lead The Dragon Clan’s army straight to Pyralia.”

Xylon’s expression worsened.

He naturally knew Mael’s madness; the young man dared to tear apart the clans’ marriage contract for Luna Sutton, if he learned the Phoenix Clan was moving against The Wolf Tribe…

He didn’t take it seriously though; Mael going mad, would The Dragon Clan also follow him into madness?

However, if Horace learned the truth about Wan Rong’s (Soren’s Matron) death years ago, it would be a different story.

Soren saw the timing was right and suddenly changed his tone, “Actually, Father, why get into this mess for a bastard? Her fate is her own doing anyway. Moreover, The Wolf Tribe is merely a small tribe in The Lower Domain, not worth your personal intervention.”

Xylon coldly stared at him, “What exactly are you trying to say?”

Soren suddenly revealed a radiant smile, “I’ve taken a liking to that little female from The Wolf Tribe, want to take her as a mate.”

“What?”

Xylon’s voice instantly raised several notches, almost disbelieving his ears.

He rushed over, pointing at his nose, angrily scolding, “Have you lost your mind, or are you sick? She’s the enemy who killed your sister. Mael went mad, and now you too? Don’t think I don’t know, that Luna Sutton already has several Beast Husbands, how can such a despicable female be worthy of you? Are you seriously going to share a mate with other males?”

The illustrious Young Master of The Phoenix Clan resorting to sharing a mate with other Beastmen, isn’t that a joke?

More than a joke, it’s utterly laughable.

Even if females are rare and precious, it only matters to ordinary Beastmen.

For Beastmen of their status and level, what female couldn’t they have? Anyone could be chosen at will.

There would even be many females wishing to attach themselves to such high status.

Yet, Soren’s laughter grew brighter, fiddling with the Illusion Leaf with his fingertips, “Father, you’re not quite right. Although Luna has several Beast Husbands, she has the ability to subdue Caelan Phoenix and Lian Phoenix, two Tributors, and can drive Cousin mad for over ten years. A female like her is unparalleled whether in Aetheria or The Lower Domain.”

Xylon’s beard trembled with rage, “You, you ungrateful son!”

“Father.”

Soren suddenly put away his smile, his expression serious, “I am serious this time. If you promise not to pursue The Wolf Tribe, I will hand over the Illusion Leaf to you. Otherwise…”

He deliberately drew out his tone, his gaze sweeping across the elders in the hall, the implication clear.

The elders present silently watched the father-son confrontation, none of them spoke.

Xylon’s expression was fluctuating, his fists clenching with audible cracking.

The air inside the grand hall was terrifyingly silent.

Who knows how long had passed.

He finally gritted his teeth, “Fine, I agree with you. But you must immediately hand over the Illusion Leaf, and…”

His eyes flashed with a trace of fierceness, “The female must come to The Phoenix Clan, I want to see with my own eyes what abilities she possesses.”

Not only did she kill Sylvan and the Great Witch of the Phoenix Clan, but she also managed to cause two Tenth Rank Tributors to defect.

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