Chapter 361: Chapter 357: Azure Owl is Plucked (3)

Lin Fan, in his Demon form, was locked in a fierce battle with the Blood Moon Giant Wolf. He was growing anxious; he hadn’t expected the power gap between him and Luo Zixiong to be so vast.

Just one of his opponent’s Battle Companions was enough to render him helpless. He was already overwhelmed dealing with the giant wolf; how could he possibly save the God’s Peacock?

But suddenly, he heard Luo Zixiong’s furious roar. The Blood Moon Giant Wolf, which had been relentlessly attacking him, revealed a vicious glint in its eyes and abruptly pulled back.

Fusion?

’The Immortal Spirit Peacock actually forced Luo Zixiong to fuse with his Battle Companion?’

Lin Fan thought, ’This is bad...’

Luo Zixiong was already at the Rank Two Third Stage, with few rivals in the Ancient Academy. Now that he had fused with the Blood Moon Giant Wolf, a king among wolves, his combat power would become truly terrifying.

Inside the residence, an incredibly terrifying aura spread out. Horror filled Lin Fan and Dongfang Yuan’s eyes. Even the Immortal Forest Peacock Azure Owl fell silent.

Despair. Once Luo Zixiong completed his fusion, they all fell into despair.

.......

Tu Xiao’an walked out of the vice-dean’s office. He couldn’t help but take out a photograph to look at it again.

As he looked, he felt a strange, inexplicable flutter in his heart. It was a very odd feeling, one he couldn’t quite describe.

Since coming to Wencheng, Tu Xiao’an had seen plenty of stunningly beautiful women, but he’d never felt anything like this before.

And it was just a photograph; he hadn’t even seen the person in real life.

A wry smile appeared on his handsome face. He shook his head, put the photo away, and suddenly took out his phone.

’It’s a call from my "fatty son."’

He answered.

"Brother-in-law, where are you? Hurry back! They’re about to capture your Peacock, and Lin Fan and I are going to be killed!"

The moment he answered the phone, he heard Dongfang Yuan’s panicked and frantic voice.

Tu Xiao’an’s brow furrowed. Then, in an instant, he vanished from where he stood.

「Inside the residence.」

Dongfang Yuan and Lin Fan were both lying on the ground, covered in wounds from head to toe. Their eyes were filled with both terror and rage as they stared ahead, their faces masks of horror.

Ahead of them, a Wolf-shaped Demon was laughing wildly. One of his arms was bulging with explosive muscles, and his hand sported long, sharp claws, a ghastly and terrifying sight.

"Stupid bird, I told you I’d catch you!" The Wolf-shaped Demon’s face, half-man and half-wolf, was twisted into a ferocious snarl. His hand was cruelly clamped around the Immortal Forest Peacock’s neck. He was arrogant and domineering, his eyes filled with bloodlust.

This Wolf-shaped Demon was the form Luo Zixiong took after fusing with his Battle Companion, the Blood Moon Giant Wolf.

His combat power now surpassed even some of the students in the Genius Class.

He had injured Lin Fan in an instant and seized the Immortal Spirit Peacock Azure Owl in his grasp.

"Ugly freak! Ugly freak! You’re so ugly you could kill this Peacock!" Although the Azure Owl was in great pain, its neck caught in a giant, fur-covered hand, its mouth was still running wild.

The Wolf-shaped Demon Luo Zixiong, seething with Vengeful Spirit like a Bloodthirsty Asura returned from Hell, snorted angrily. "Still talking tough? Watch me pluck you bald!"

Luo Zixiong had lost all reason, consumed by the bloodthirsty nature of the wolf. He reached out his other giant, fur-covered hand and began to pull at the Azure Owl’s Nine Colored Feathers.

RIP...

A single Nine Colored Feather was easily plucked out.

"Ah! Ugly freak, don’t pull out my feathers!" The Azure Owl instantly panicked and began to struggle desperately. But as it struggled, a terrifying force crushed down from the giant hand, nearly suffocating it.

"Tsk tsk... that’s only the first feather," the Wolf-shaped Demon Luo Zixiong laughed, his expression both savage and excited. He felt a deep, satisfying pleasure, as if he were getting his revenge.

’To think a mere bird dared to humiliate me, constantly calling me an ugly freak. So what if it was a Super Class Peacock? It was still just a damn bird.’

RIP... RIP... RIP...

In a flash, five more Nine Colored Feathers were cruelly ripped from the Azure Owl’s body. It shrieked in pain, its cries like those of a little girl being abused—pitiful and heart-wrenching.

"Luo Zixiong, stop! You’ve gone too far! This is the Ancient Academy, you can’t just do whatever you want! Let the Peacock go!" Lin Fan, who had taken several heavy blows, couldn’t even climb to his feet.

The Wolf-shaped Demon Luo Zixiong glanced over. "Stop? Why don’t you just watch as I turn this beautiful and noble Immortal Spirit Peacock into a bald chicken."

"Haha... A featherless Phoenix is worse than a chicken!"

"Luo Zixiong, do you really want to make a sworn enemy of the strongest freshman, Tu Xiao’an? Have you forgotten how he defeated Bai Junran in the tournament? If you pluck all his Peacock’s feathers, not even your brother will be able to protect you!"

"Hmph... Bai Junran only lost because he underestimated his opponent. I refuse to believe he could beat my brother!"

Lin Fan said anxiously, "Didn’t you say you were going to give this Immortal Forest Peacock to the young mistress, Evil Qiqi? If you pluck all its feathers, how will you explain it to her?"

At these words, Luo Zixiong’s hand paused. Lin Fan was overjoyed; he had hit a nerve.

’No matter what, I have to save the Immortal Spirit Peacock’s feathers first,’ he thought. He was also stalling for time, waiting for Tu Xiao’an to return.

Because Dongfang Yuan had already made a call for help.

RIP...

The Azure Owl let out an utterly wretched cry. Tears streamed from its incomparably beautiful eyes as a whole handful of feathers was ripped out.

It was a Super level Creature; its feathers were priceless, yet they were being so cruelly torn out.

"Wuwu... My feathers, my feathers..." the Azure Owl sobbed, shedding shimmering teardrops. It was like a lost child at nightfall, crying with such helplessness.

"Haha... Go on, cry! I love watching stupid birds like you cry! I told you I’d make you pay the price!" Luo Zixiong flicked his hand, scattering the plucked feathers into the air. They fluttered down slowly, creating a beautiful sight.

’Then let’s make it even more beautiful, haha...’

RIP... Another large handful of Nine Colored Feathers was viciously torn out and scattered into the air.

Looking at the Azure Owl again, crimson blood was now flowing from its body. The pain of having handfuls of feathers so cruelly ripped out by Luo Zixiong was like having one’s entire scalp torn off. It was agonizing.

The pain was so great it wished for death.

The Azure Owl cried miserably, "Ugly freak, when my master gets back, you’re dead!"

"Tsk tsk, by the time your master gets back, I’ll have already plucked you bald." Fused with the Blood Moon Giant Wolf, Luo Zixiong’s temperament had completely changed. He was filled with power, and in that moment, he felt invincible. "It’d be best if he does come back. I’d like to see just how strong this ’strongest freshman’ really is. If I defeat him, I’ll be a greater genius than Bai Junran! My name will go down in the history of the Ancient Academy!"

’It’s over, it’s over. The man’s gone mad,’ Lin Fan thought in despair.

Dongfang Yuan’s face was also pale. He couldn’t bear to watch such a beautiful Peacock suffer this cruel fate. He was frantic. ’Brother-in-law, why aren’t you back yet? Your Peacock is really going to be turned into a bald chicken!’

"Who dares harm my Azure Owl?"

Suddenly, a cold and furious voice materialized out of thin air inside the room. A slender figure appeared unnervingly, then, in a flash, stood right in front of the Wolf-shaped Demon Luo Zixiong.

The moment the slender figure appeared, he instantly unleashed a terrifying aura, thick with intense Killing Intent and a despair as deep as the abyss.

"God..." Lin Fan cried out excitedly.

"Brother-in-law, you’re finally back!" The fat on Dongfang Yuan’s face trembled, and his expression was like the sun breaking through the clouds.