Chapter 312: Chapter 258: Uncanny (Part 2)

There was turmoil stirred by Luna Sutton even in The Dragon Clan.

Now, even the usually flirtatious son Soren Phoenix aligns with her, going as far as to threaten his own father for her sake.

Xylon Phoenix had to admit that this female was indeed capable and incredibly curious.

Soren raised an eyebrow, “I’m afraid that’s not possible. If you want to meet her, why not go to The Lower Domain yourself?”

If Luna comes to The Phoenix Clan, father has a myriad of ways to kill her.

Even if I keep a constant watch, there’ll always be moments of mistakes or negligence.

“You!”

Xylon Phoenix almost erupted in anger, remembering something, he ultimately restrained himself.

In the end, this father-son confrontation ended with Xylon Phoenix’s compromise.

He finally obtained the Illusion Leaf, only to destroy it in an instant.

Soren didn’t care; he had long copied countless copies. As he turned to leave the grand hall, he threw back one more remark:

“Oh, by the way, father, I’m moving to The Lower Domain tomorrow. Since you don’t want to see me anyway, seeing less is better~”

Xylon Phoenix was so furious he overturned the entire Jade Table on the spot.

……

In The Dragon Clan’s territory, amidst an expanse of rolling mountains, fog shrouded the land, and dragon roars echoed across the sky.

This is the dwelling place of another great power in Aetheria — The Dragon Clan.

The Dragon Clan Leader Horace Valerius sat within the council hall.

“What did you say? Not only did The Phoenix Clan fail to annihilate The Wolf Tribe, but they suffered heavy losses?”

Horace Valerius frowned at the Third Elder Silas Valerius, thinking he might have misheard.

He’s well aware of The Phoenix Clan’s strength, not much weaker than The Dragon Clan.

Even with the third helping hand in The Wolf Tribe, The Phoenix Clan at most would retreat; how could they suffer heavy losses?

Silas nodded, “Yes, Clan Leader, The Wolf Tribe somehow got wind of the news early, retreating to Sky-mist Canyon to prepare an ambush. Great Shaman Ignis Fawkes first arrived at The Wolf Tribe, found it deserted, and in anger, ordered the tribe to be burned. Later, several Lower Domain tribes were also wiped out, but when reaching Sky-mist Canyon, they fell into an ambush. Celestia Fawkes died a tragic death, Great Shaman Ignis Fawkes also died, and the two Tenth Rank Tributors inexplicably betrayed.”

He briefly recounted the events that took place.

“Betrayed?”

Horace Valerius stood up abruptly, exceedingly shocked, “How is that possible? How could The Phoenix Clan’s Tenth Rank Tributors betray?”

“That’s the odd part for me too. I personally saw Caelan Phoenix and Lian Phoenix, clearly murderous, but then suddenly they knelt before Luna Sutton, calling her master, as obedient as a dog.”

The Third Elder Silas Valerius frowned in recollection.

It’s something he couldn’t comprehend, thinking it over the journey without understanding what happened.

Just felt that Luna Sutton was exceedingly uncanny.

Since he was saved by her at the age of seven in The Lower Domain, Mael Valerius returned home demanding to marry her.

Even willing to destroy the marriage pact between The Dragon and Phoenix Clans for her.

No need to mention the events in between, all headaches leading the Clan Leader to have to adopt harsher measures.

Not sure if it’s because the Clan Leader was too harsh, or Mael Valerius truly loved that female to despair.

It turned him into a Frenzied Beast, mad for more than ten years.

The Dragon Clan tried every method, and using Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures couldn’t cleanse the Frenzied Blood in Mael’s body.

But upon seeing Luna Sutton, all Frenzied Blood and madness left, even the poison within was cleared completely, returning to normal.

This should have been something worth celebrating.

Yet, pieced together, everything felt wrong, inherently strange.

“Master?”

Horace Valerius’s expression changed subtly, a vague suspicion arising in his mind, yet dared not confirm, “Are you sure you didn’t mishear?”

“Absolutely not.”

Silas Valerius affirmed with confidence, “At that moment, not only I heard it; the elders and elite warriors from The Phoenix Clan heard it too, witnessing Caelan Phoenix obeying Luna Sutton’s order to kill Great Shaman Ignis Fawkes and burn Celestia Fawkes’s soul. Later, Lian Phoenix did the same, kneeling in the marsh, calling her master, which led The Phoenix Clan to suddenly retreat.”

Horace Valerius didn’t speak, but his face grew increasingly grave.

If he recalled correctly, there’s a secret technique that could control a Beastman’s mind, making them willingly submit and call one master.

But this secret technique was lost many years ago; The Dragon Clan doesn’t even have it.

How could a small female from The Lower Domain possess it?

Unless…

Thinking of the possibility, Horace Valerius’s heart surged with turbulent waves, immediately ordered: “Spread the word, have Mira return immediately, saying I have important matters to discuss.”

“Yes.”

Silas Valerius accepted the order and retreated.

…

Meanwhile, in Sky-mist Canyon.

Luna Sutton was teaching several Beast Husbands how to thresh rice.

The rice previously harvested in the space was also taken out for threshing.

Using the ancient threshing machine rewarded by the system.

There’s only one machine, but for now, they must manage with it.

It’s impossible to produce a second threshing machine anytime soon.

“Stepping down like this, the rice will automatically be threshed, much faster than using hands.”

She stepped on the pedal, explaining to the few men.

Corbin Crowley and the others surrounded, carefully observing her movements, and the threshing machine’s workings.

This thing was astonishing; it could thresh automatically.

And the speed was quick; in no time, the adjoining wooden bucket filled with golden rice.

The tribe’s Beastmen, elderly females, and young ones curiously gathered to watch.

Everyone already knew this golden bird food was called rice, said to become white rice after threshing, drying, and processing.

Once cooked, white rice turns into steamed rice. It’s said to be aromatic, sweet, soft, and filling.

Though Beastmen preferred meat, having an additional edible food was beneficial for The Wolf Tribe.

Occasionally, it’s nice to change the flavor.

Maya Miller stood on the periphery of the crowd, jealous of Luna Sutton being the center of attention.

Ever since secretly witnessing Malachi Arcanus with her… Maya’s heart felt bitten by venomous snakes, painfully unsettled.

Why should all the good fortune fall to that wicked woman?

“Putting on an act.”

She muttered under her breath, turning to leave.

“Stop.”

Zeke Veridian’s harsh voice suddenly sounded behind her.

Maya stiffened, turning slowly: “Ze-Zeke…”

Zeke’s emerald gaze swept over her coldly: “If I hear you badmouthing Luna again, I’ll rip out your tongue.”

Maya paled, shaking her head hurriedly, “I didn’t…”

“Scram.”

Zeke was disinclined to listen to her explanations, a flick of the Wind Blade severing a strand of her hair as a warning.

Maya hastily covered her head, relieved it was just a strand cut, exhaling in relief.

She dared not linger, quickly skittered away.

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