Chapter 362: Chapter 358: Rage, the Snake Race Aura Spreads (4)

The moment Tu Xiao’an appeared, he saw his Azure Owl cruelly held by the neck in the bare hands of a Wolf-shaped Demon. He flew into a rage instantly, his eyes turning ice-cold.

"Master, Master, hurry and save me!" The Azure Owl cried out piteously the moment she saw Tu Xiao’an appear.

Tu Xiao’an froze. ’Master?’

Ever since Tu Xiao’an had tamed her, this Peacock had been incredibly proud and had never willingly called him Master. Even today, after he had elevated her bloodline and helped her evolve into a Super level Creature, he hadn’t heard her say it once.

But now, the Azure Owl had called him Master. One could only imagine how wronged she must have felt. Her sparkling eyes were brimming with tears, a heart-wrenching sight.

Tu Xiao’an saw that the Azure Owl’s feathers were completely disheveled. Her Nine Colored Feathers no longer shimmered with iridescent light, and several patches were now bare, dripping with bright red blood.

His gaze followed the dripping blood down to the floor, where Nine Colored Feathers lay scattered across the ground.

Tu Xiao’an’s heart clenched violently. It was all too clear now. His Azure Owl’s feathers had been cruelly plucked out. The feathers covering the ground said it all.

The Killing Intent radiating from Tu Xiao’an grew more and more intense. His Azure Owl’s feathers were incredibly precious. When the Vice-Dean had asked for a single feather before, Tu Xiao’an had to pluck one in secret and was chased by the Azure Owl for half the day. It had taken ages to placate her.

Now, with feathers littering the ground and the Azure Owl’s piteous cry of "Master" still ringing in his ears, Tu Xiao’an suddenly began to smile. Yet his bewitchingly demonic eyes were utterly cold. He shot a glance at the Wolf-shaped Demon, and Luo Zixiong trembled, instantly feeling as if he had been plunged into an endless abyss.

"Haha... Strongest Freshman, you’re finally back. And just in time," Luo Zixiong taunted, suppressing the inexplicable fear in his heart.

Tu Xiao’an didn’t reply. His left eye turned completely blood-red, and a tangible beam of light instantly shot out from it.

It pierced straight through the Wolf-shaped Demon Luo Zixiong’s arm. He screamed and stumbled backward, his hand that had been gripping the Azure Owl’s neck involuntarily letting go.

As the Peacock, the Azure Owl, began to fall, Tu Xiao’an blurred into motion and caught her in his arms.

"WAAAH... WAAAH... You big meanie, you big meanie! Why did it take you so long to come back? My feathers... my feathers are all gone!"

The Azure Owl buried her head in Tu Xiao’an’s chest and began to cry her heart out. Glistening, pearl-like tears streamed down her face in an instant.

Her sobs were heart-breaking, the very picture of a little girl crying in desperate, gut-wrenching despair.

Feathers the Azure Owl shed of her own accord could be reattached, but feathers that were forcefully plucked could not.

That was why she was so heartbroken.

Tu Xiao’an remained silent, gently stroking her ruffled feathers, but his eyes were cold enough to freeze everything.

"There, there, my precious. Master will avenge you for what you’ve suffered. Just you watch."

After comforting the Azure Owl, Tu Xiao’an gently placed her in a nearby corner. A dozen or so Snakeberries appeared on the ground, along with the second Snake Skin he had ever shed.

"Thank you both. I, Tu Xiao’an, owe you one."

Tu Xiao’an said in a low voice to Lin Fan and Dongfang Yuan, who lay on the ground not far away. He tossed a few Snakeberries over to help them recover from their injuries.

Once he had done all this, Tu Xiao’an turned his cold, placid gaze to the Wolf-shaped Demon, Luo Zixiong. A silent fire of rage burned in his chest, and his Killing Intent erupted, blasting out like a hurricane.

"I don’t care who you are. If you manage to take a single step out of this residence today, then my name isn’t Tu Xiao’an."

His words were devoid of emotion, so cold they felt like being plunged into an ice cellar.

Luo Zixiong clutched his arm, his heart a stormy sea of shock. ’A beam of Divine Light from his eyes... it crippled my arm in an instant.’

’How terrifying. So this is how frightening the Strongest Freshman really is. No wonder he could defeat Bai Junran.’

Regret. He was suddenly filled with regret. One could only understand this person’s terror by facing him directly. A single glance had been enough to cripple his arm.

But the arrow was already nocked; it had to be fired. He couldn’t show any weakness. "Tsk, tsk... You wouldn’t dare kill me in the Ancient Academy, would you? This isn’t the Martial Arts Arena. Kill me, and you’re finished, too."

"For hurting my Azure Owl, you will die. Not even an Immortal can save you." Tu Xiao’an’s clothes began to flutter in a nonexistent wind. What burst from him now was no longer Killing Intent, but an incomparably cold, powerful, and terrifying presence. This was the Qi of his Snake Race, erupting from him, no longer suppressed.

The moment this presence spread, Luo Zixiong’s eyes bulged and he blurted out, "Demon Qi!"

He stared in disbelief as the Strongest Freshman released an intense wave of Demon Qi. This aura filled him with such primal fear that he didn’t dare move a muscle.

As the cold Qi of the Snake Race emanated from Tu Xiao’an’s body, the entire Ancient Academy was shaken. The Demon Qi was too distinct, its appearance within the Ancient Academy completely unprecedented.

When Spirit Creatures are subdued by and acknowledge a human Martial Cultivator as their master, they sign a Blood Contract. After this, their aura changes, mingling with the Qi of the human Martial Cultivator. It is no longer pure Demon Qi.

But this Demon Qi was cold and powerful, arrogant and tyrannical. Its formless pressure made many students feel panicked and uneasy.

"Where is that Demon Qi coming from? It’s so powerful!"

"It’s the Demon Qi of the Snake Race! Could there be a Snake Demon hiding in our Ancient Academy?"

"Where is the Snake Demon? We must find it! Daring to appear in the Ancient Academy... it’s courting death!"

The Ancient Academy fell into chaos. Many of its top figures were instantly alerted. Powerful auras flared to life, searching for the Snake Demon’s precise location.

「Meanwhile, in the Dean’s office.」

The Vice-Dean sensed the Qi of the Snake Race and shot up from his chair in shock. His eyes, glinting with sharp light, looked in a specific direction with utter astonishment. ’What’s going on with this Snake Spirit? He just left here, and now he’s exposing himself so brazenly?’

’Who on earth provoked him into acting so recklessly?’

The Vice-Dean grew pensive, his brow deeply furrowed. This Snake Spirit’s style wasn’t normally so ostentatious. What could have possibly happened?

Only a handful of the top brass knew of the Snake Spirit’s existence, and he had managed to persuade them all.

No one else knew. And this Snake Spirit had been tactful enough; even on the Martial Arts Arena, he hadn’t let a single trace of his Snake Race Qi slip out. He had been very cooperative.

But for him to release his terrifying Snake Race Qi now, something major must have happened to make him act with such disregard for the consequences.

’No, I can’t let the Snake Spirit be exposed to the public. Otherwise, things will become extremely troublesome.’

The Vice-Dean needed a favor from him and was counting on him to save his granddaughter. Besides, he had a rather good impression of this Snake Spirit.

A High-Rank instructor walked in and spoke respectfully.

"Dean, the Snake Demon is located in the private residence at Area A, Number 7. What are your orders?"

The Vice-Dean spoke in a low voice. "Seal off that area. Don’t let any students get near. You are not to enter Residence 7, either. Have everyone stand by and wait for me to handle it."

"Yes, sir..." The High-Rank Instructor departed to carry out the orders.

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