Chapter 1206: Halfway to Picking Peaches

Consensus is a process of mutual compromise. An initial agreement was reached, allowing cultivators at the Golden Body level to be included on the list and given an opportunity.

But this was clearly a trap, as it didn't specify who would qualify, only stating it would be within the broad category of the Golden Body level.

The news leaked immediately, and other tribes were excited. Some wanted to get involved, eager to get a share of the spoils, and their eyes turned red with envy. After all, this concerned the future of their own tribes, potentially adding a Heavenly Venerate or even a Grand Mighty One.

Upon hearing the news, the Monkey instantly bristled, trembling with rage. Were they trying to snatch the peaches halfway and take a share of their fortune?

This is preposterous! He was furious.

Some tribes demanded an equal share, fighting for opportunities for their younger disciples at the Golden Body level, and actively participated in the negotiations.

Peng Wanli, Xiao Yao, and Mi Qing also had ashen faces. A fire burned within their chests, making them seethe with indignation. Their mood was extremely foul.

They had fought tooth and nail, only for others to come and reap the benefits. What sense did that make?

Of course, they knew this was the doing of the challenged tribes, such as the Mutated Kirin tribe. They did this deliberately; even if they eased the restrictions and allowed Golden Body cultivators onto the list, they were still creating trouble.

Neither the Six-Eared Macaque tribe, nor the Dao tribe, nor the Peng tribe could naturally agree. Some old masters nearly overturned the negotiating table in the end.

“If you want to snatch the peaches halfway, come ask us first! Fight us, and let’s see if you have the qualifications!” the Monkey roared, his face ashen with rage, pacing back and forth inside the tent-cave.

At the same time, he kept baring his teeth. When his emotions flared, his tail involuntarily thrashed, nearly breaking off a section, making him shriek in pain. Blood seeped from his tail.

“Cao De, aren’t you angry? Grab your spiked club; let’s go settle accounts with them together. I refuse to believe that if we can defeat a Sub-Saint, we can’t defeat them!”

The Monkey said furiously, wanting to directly confront them and teach them a lesson.

However, Chu Feng could tell that while the Monkey was fuming, he wasn’t entirely confident he could sweep aside the opponents. It seemed there were still formidable contenders.

Were there Golden Body level cultivators capable of challenging the Monkey and his companions?

Peng Wanli explained that while he and his companions were dominant in the Eastern Camp Area, there were also several strong individuals in the Western part. Those few troublesome devils could contend with them.

The Golden Body camp was vast. It had over a dozen sub-camps by number, and was divided into four major regions by direction.

Among them, the Monkey and his companions, along with a few others, were the strongest, and normally regarded each other with caution.

Chu Feng said, “With your elders stepping in, would they really let you suffer a loss? You yourselves said that the old masters in your tribes are ruthless and cunning. They’re probably even more upset than you are, and will definitely stand up for you.”

The Monkey’s anger subsided slightly. He also knew that the old masters in his tribe were even more hot-tempered than him in their youth, and would never swallow this insult.

Chu Feng had a good impression of the Six-Eared Macaque lineage and thought highly of them. After all, not long ago, an unrivaled master tried to kill him, but a large, furry hand secretly appeared, startling that person away. He guessed it was an old monkey who intervened.

The struggle intensified that day. Outside the three battlefields, masters confronted each other in the sky, with dazzling fire burning and terrifying lightning intertwining.

Vaguely, people saw the figures of several old men flash and disappear, and then the sky exploded!

What terrifying energy was this? It made people tremble with fear even from an infinite distance, and many directly collapsed to the ground.

In addition, Golden Body level cultivators came that day to challenge the Monkey, Peng Wanli, and others. They were polite, yet firm, seeking a decisive outcome.

The Monkey gritted his teeth, upon learning who had come to challenge him. It was the famous fierce bird, the Nine-Headed Bird, leading several sworn brothers.

Eventually, Mi Qing stepped forward, telling them that if they wanted to challenge her brother and his companions, they should first defeat three Sub-Saints. Otherwise, they wouldn't be qualified!

“Haha, little sister Mi Qing, long time no see. You’ve truly become even more ethereal, youthful, and beautiful; seeing you makes me feel pity,” said the Nine-Headed Bird. After transforming into human form, he was a man of remarkable appearance, wearing a gentle, harmless smile.

The Nine-Headed Bird was known as a great fiend in prehistoric times. It was rumored that its ancestors came from the eleventh-ranked forbidden zone in the Yang Realm!

Beside him was the Twelve-Winged Silver Dragon, a branch of the Dragon clan’s bloodline. It resembled a large lizard with silvery fleshy wings, covered in menacing scales and possessing extremely strong combat power!

Notably, it astonishingly had twelve wings, earning it the title of 'Heavenly Messenger,' or simply 'Angel,' and it belonged to the combat lineage.

Pure-blooded Twelve-Winged Silver Dragons were rare since ancient times. This was a formidable opponent, no weaker than the Nine-Headed Bird.

“Nine-Headed, Twelve-Winged, let’s not be so hypocritical,” Mi Qing said. “If you want the qualification to be on that list, fine. First, go defeat three Sub-Saints, then come here and challenge us. Otherwise, we won’t bother; my brothers are all injured and not in the mood to talk much with you.”

Mi Qing was very calm, but her words were decisive, directly refusing and not accepting such a challenge.

Why should they accept? These people were trying to cut in halfway and snatch the peaches; how could they possibly agree!

Although Mi Qing was ethereal and peerlessly beautiful, she was now also angry. These people were truly without limits. How could they even dare to speak?

“Are your brothers seriously injured?” the Nine-Headed Bird asked, his smile still gentle. “But we heard that Cao De was mainly responsible for this battle, and that Mi Tian and the others merely reaped the benefits. How could they get injured from that?”

The Nine-Headed Bird’s smile remained gentle. After saying these words, he didn’t press the matter further, and left directly with his companions.

Inside the main tent, the Monkey, Peng Wanli, and Xiao Yao all had ashen faces from anger. They wished they could immediately rush out to suppress the Nine-Headed Bird and the Twelve-Winged Silver Dragon. The opponents’ provocation was utterly excessive.

“Don’t be angry,” Mi Qing said in a low voice. “They’re trying to sow discord between you and Cao De. I have a feeling they aren’t trying to deal with us; their target is Cao De!”

At this time, Chu Feng was recovering from his injuries in his cave dwelling, and had not come over.

Upon hearing this, the Monkey and his companions’ eyes flickered. Although angry, they were no ordinary individuals, and keenly sensed something.

They all had strong backing from their families, and ordinary people wouldn’t dare to touch them. Even if someone wanted to snatch food from the tiger’s mouth this time and seize one or two spots on that list, they would have to pay a bloody price.

Any family wanting to obstruct them would have to weigh the consequences carefully.

Soon after, someone arrived from the Sub-Saint camp. Kun Long appeared, known as the First Saint, carrying a green demon blade as he entered the Golden Body camp.

At the same time, Jin Lin’s brother, Jin Lie, renowned as the third strongest among divine-level beings, also stepped into the Golden Body camp, exuding surging killing intent, and specifically asked to find Cao De.

Without needing to think much, it was clear these two had come to stand up for Jin Lin and cause trouble for Chu Feng.

Although bullying was forbidden in the Yongzhou camp, these two still arrived, with a large group of people behind them, demanding Chu Feng come out to meet them.

At the critical moment, the Six-Eared Macaque tribe’s old servant, an old God King, blocked them and persuaded them to leave, telling them not to cause trouble.

The wind sweeping through the tower heralded a storm in the mountains. All sides grew restless, exuding killing intent and ready to make a move.

This was because the Dao Fusion Grass grand assembly was scheduled to convene within the next few days. The elites of the younger generation would divide a great opportunity, and no ambitious individual wanted to miss it.