159: Chapter 159 Capturing the Leader, Failure to Escape

Sang Qing hesitated for a moment but decided not to kill him; after all, she still needed to use him to threaten those Cloud Eagle Beastmen in the sky.

However, she first broke both of his legs before having a Guard Beastman carry him up to the city wall.

Sa Yu had already charged up to fight with the Dragon Tribe beastmen. Countless Guard Beastmen swarmed in from all directions, led by Xuan Xiao and Song Zhen. Each of them held weapons or Crossbows, their expressions solemn.

Song Zhen looked up at the dark mass filling the sky, her gaze turning quite gloomy.

It was late at night, and she had been getting intimate with her mate when these beasts came to cause trouble.

They had ruined her mood; they deserved to die.

Song Zhen drew her weapon, quickly leaped onto the back of a Winged Tribe Guard Beastman, and soared toward the sky.

Xuan Xiao ordered the Guard Beastmen on the ground to find cover and then aim at the invaders, telling them not to hesitate and to attack directly.

These were Crossbows improved by Sang Qing, with a significantly increased range. Against the Winged Tribe beastmen, they could hit their targets as long as they were relatively close.

Sang Qing surveyed the situation in the sky; it seemed manageable for the time being.

Although the Dragon Tribe consisted mostly of sixth and seventh-rank warriors, the Sea Eagle Beastmen were on par with them, though their numbers were slightly fewer.

But with Song Zhen and Sa Yu there, they were just barely able to hold them off.

Furthermore, the Dragon Tribe did not dare to land. As long as the residents on the ground were not in danger, the Guard Beastmen would not be distracted.

Sang Qing ignored the Dragon Tribe for the moment and went to the city wall. Grabbing the bound Kuris, she shouted, "Warriors of the Cloud Eagle Tribe, listen up! If you don't stop now, your leader will go straight to see the beast god!"

The warriors of the Cloud Eagle Tribe were not exceptionally strong, but they were a highly aggressive race.

Sang Qing did not dare to underestimate them.

Fortunately, she had captured Kuris.

As long as the Cloud Eagle Tribe warriors had something to fear, they would not launch an attack on Beast King City.

As soon as Sang Qing finished speaking, the Cloud Eagle Tribe warriors indeed froze, not daring to counterattack further.

The leader... how could the leader have been captured so quickly?

Kuris's face was flushed red with shame.

He felt the questioning gazes of his Tribe's warriors directed at him, and his entire body felt as stiff as a piece of wood.

He, a dignified Eighth-Rank Warrior, had actually been easily captured by a female.

It was humiliating.

He lowered his head in shame.

"Release our leader!" A Cloud Eagle Tribe warrior flew to a spot not far from Sang Qing, flapping his wings and glaring at her with fierce eyes.

"I can release him, but you must leave Beast King City immediately." Sang Qing threw Kuris onto the ground and stepped on his shoulder, her voice booming.

She didn't want to add another enemy; if they were willing to leave, she could spare them.

"No!" Kuris cried out, disregarding his image.

"Ling Shan, don't worry about me! Kill her and help the Dragon Tribe destroy Beast King City..."

"Ugh..." A vine wrapped around Kuris's neck, tightening until he had difficulty breathing and his face turned purple.

The corners of Sang Qing's mouth curled. Controlling the vine, she said, "You're looking for death."

How much had the Dragon Tribe promised them for them to be so reckless?

Kuris's eyes bulged, and his face was a mix of blue and purple, looking as if he might stop breathing at any second.

He looked at his confidant and shook his head vigorously at him.

They had to help the Dragon Tribe.

He hadn't come this time just for Ers, but for all the treasures of Beast King City.

After several earthquakes, the Wind and Frost Forest had become fragmented. Wild beasts had died or fled, fruit trees had toppled, plants had withered, and even the water sources were gradually decreasing.

The Cloud Eagle Tribe did not have much food left.

The reason he had agreed to help the Dragon Tribe was that Dragon Island had not been affected by the disasters at all; not only could they be self-sufficient, but they even had extra food to trade with them.

He was helping the Dragon Tribe for the sake of his Tribesmen.

Currently, the Wind and Frost Forest was severely damaged. If the Cloud Eagle Tribe weren't a large Tribe, their food would have been stolen by other Tribes.

So, as soon as the Dragon Tribe spoke of an alliance, he had immediately agreed.

Ling Shan was the Cloud-Carving Beastmen across from Sang Qing.

After seeing Kuris's movements, a look of reluctance and struggle appeared on his face.

On one side was the leader, and on the other were the Tribesmen.

His choice was of great significance.

"Leader..." Ling Shan flapped his wings, unable to make a decision for a long time.

Sang Qing was somewhat surprised; she hadn't expected Kuris to be unafraid of death.

She suddenly released the vine binding him, her gaze obscure. "What terms did the Dragon Tribe give you? Perhaps I can give them to you as well."

Kuris coughed violently, wanting to touch his neck, but his hands and feet were still tied.

"You... we want food, water, females, and herbal medicine. Can you give them to us?"

He didn't know Beast King City well, but he didn't think she had abilities as powerful as Dragon Island.

Sang Qing could provide them, but she didn't want to give them to a beast like him.

Ers had told her that the males of the Wind and Frost Forest were extremely self-centered and arrogant; they only felt possessiveness toward females and had no idea what respect was.

If it weren't for the long-term development of the Beast World, she wouldn't bother with them.

Sang Qing narrowed her eyes and backhanded Kuris with a slap.

"Of course I can. However, I have conditions."

Kuris bared his teeth in pain from the blow. "You dare hit me?"

*Slap!* Sang Qing raised her hand and gave him another slap, sneering, "Why wouldn't I dare?"

"Have your Tribe's warriors retreat. I can trade all the supplies you need, except for females."

She had to hit him; after all, she didn't like this kind of beast.

At the very least, she was venting some frustration on Ers's behalf.

Kuris was exasperated. "What if you're lying to me?"

He, a leader, had actually been slapped twice by a female; she was going too far.

"I can swear an oath to the beast god." Sang Qing glanced at him, then stared at Sa Yu and Song Zhen, who were in a chaotic battle with the Dragon Tribe not far away, feeling somewhat anxious in her heart.

Kuris also began to hesitate, looking at the bright statue of the beast god not far away.

"Our Tribe is very far from here. I need a lot of food. Can you provide all of it?"

Sang Qing chuckled. "Of course."

"Furthermore, the prices for our trades won't increase. With the disaster upon us, do you think the Dragon Tribe has that much food to provide you?"

"If a Tribe more powerful than yours finds them, won't your Tribe be finished?"

Kuris fell silent.

She had a point.

Just as he was wavering, several Dragon Tribe beastmen flew toward them.

"Kuris, what are you doing? Quickly tell your Tribesmen to help!" a middle-aged Dragon Tribe beastman with a deep voice shouted at Kuris anxiously.

He had thought he brought enough warriors, and with the members of the Cloud Eagle Tribe, they numbered nearly a thousand.

But he hadn't expected the Guard Beastmen of Beast King City to be so troublesome.

And that damned Sa Yu.

He was actually helping Beast King City, and even he couldn't get close enough to fight him.

Sang Qing looked at them and waved her small hand. Over twenty Dragon Tribe beastmen from the Dungeon were brought up to the city wall, bound.

They were all on their last breaths, with bone knives at their throats, looking like they wanted to speak but lacked the strength.

Sang Qing looked up at the middle-aged beastman and shouted, "Stop immediately! If you don't, I'll kill them!"

She wasn't entirely passive after all.

"Keka!"

The middle-aged beastman looked at the emaciated warriors and recognized his cub at a glance, his eyes instantly turning red with rage.

"female, don't go too far!"

"Release my cub, or your Beast King City will be destroyed!"

Sang Qing smiled and gestured with her fingers to the Guard Beastmen behind her.

He still dared to threaten her.

The bone knives in the Guard Beastmen's hands immediately pressed against the captives' necks, and streams of blood began to flow down.

"Father, save me!" Keka, with his sunken cheeks, trembled with fear.

At this moment, he was finally afraid.

The middle-aged beastman's eyes widened. "Stop! Stop!"

He flapped his wings and quickly approached the city wall, trying to rescue them.

But he was met with countless arrows.

*Puchi—*

The middle-aged beastman was hit by two arrows in his wings. Blood sprayed as he wobbled unsteadily.

But he was powerful and didn't fall, only moving away from the city wall unwillingly.

"Release them."

Damned female.

If he caught her, he would definitely tear her into ten thousand pieces.

Kuris's eyes flickered, and he looked back at Sang Qing. "I agree."

Their weapons could actually wound an Eighth-Rank Warrior... it seemed he had been too reckless.

Sang Qing took her foot off his shoulder and looked at the Cloud Eagle Beastmen in the air. "Did you hear that? Your leader has made an agreement with me. Stop now."

At least he was being sensible.

Kuris also quickly shouted, "Retreat to the city gate!"

He only hoped his choice this time was correct.

Ling Shan nodded hurriedly, a look of joy on his face. "Okay, Leader."

He was close and had heard the conversation between Sang Qing and his leader, so he was quite happy.

As long as there was food to get them through this disaster, it was fine.

"Don't leave!"

"How dare you, Kuris! Are you going to break our agreement?" The middle-aged beastman, Kelu, was shocked and looked at Kuris and the others in anger, blood still pouring from his wings.

"..." Kuris turned his head away, having nothing to say.

"Kuris, do you want to make an enemy of Dragon Island? You don't want food and females anymore, do you?" Kelu was beyond furious, his massive form particularly prominent in the night sky.

What was this idiot Kuris doing? Hadn't they agreed to attack Beast King City together?

Ling Shan would not listen to Kelu; he quickly led the Tribesmen away from the battlefield.

Once they left, the situation immediately tilted.

Without the support of the Cloud Eagle Beastmen, the Dragon Tribe beastmen were suddenly attacked from both sides.

The Sea Eagle Beastmen flew low; if the Dragon Tribe wanted to engage them, they had to descend. But once they lowered their altitude, they were immediately attacked by the Crossbows below.

For a moment, they were in miserable straits.

Even though they were all sixth and seventh-rank warriors, they had no way to resist these strange weapons.

Not to mention the two difficult opponents, Song Zhen and Sa Yu.

Sa Yu's strikes weren't too heavy; he either gave a claw or a flap of his wings.

Song Zhen was different; she slashed directly, either taking off a head, a wing, or feet. Her strikes were extremely ruthless.

Injured beastmen fell to the ground like dumplings being dropped into a pot.

As blood dripped, Xuan Xiao raised his Crossbow, aimed at one of the Dragon Beastmen, and with a whoosh, released an arrow.

He was strong and used the Crossbow Sang Qing made specially for him. It was so powerful that the Dragon Beastmen hit by the arrow wailed and fell from the sky instantly.

The nights in Beast King City were bright, illuminated by the moon lamps in the city. Residents who heard the commotion stepped out of their homes to check.

The beastmen were brave; watching the Guard Beastman fighting the Dragon Race in the sky, they even felt like cheering them on.

A sinister gaze fell on Sang Qing. She looked at Kelu, who was staring fixedly at her from not far away, her face perfectly calm.

She had the Guard Beastman throw Kuris into the Dungeon first.

As for this guy in front of her... "Take your Tribesmen and withdraw, I'll say it one more time." Sang Qing came to Keka's side, her gaze sharp and her voice crisp as she pressured them.

Kelu didn't want to give up, but this was his only cub.

He gritted his teeth and tried to negotiate with her.

"Release my cub first."

A forceful attack wouldn't work; he could only see if she was willing to negotiate.

Sang Qing shook her head and pressed down on Keka's wound. Hearing his pained low growl, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly. "He intentionally caused trouble in Beast King City; releasing him is impossible.

And these males—they actually dared to lay a hand on my cub. Do you think I'll let them off easy?"

Fortunately, she hadn't killed them a few days ago; they could still be used as hostages today.

"Don't you just want shell crystal? I'll give them to you." A glint flashed in Kelu's eyes as he roared irritably.

"I'm not short of shell crystal." Sang Qing glanced at him, let go, and picked up a handkerchief to wipe the blood from her hands.

"I'll say it again: withdraw from Beast King City, or I'll kill them immediately."

Kelu clenched his back teeth. The pain in his wings flared, and his gaze was incredibly sinister.

It seemed she was more cold-hearted than he had imagined.

In the nearby battlefield, Dragon Race beastmen were falling one after another. Kelu heard their miserable wails and thought of the promise he made to the leader when leaving the island. After a moment's thought, he made a major decision.

"Go. Seize her. Don't worry about Keka and the others."

Dying for the Dragon Race was their glory, and even his cub was no exception.

Sang Qing was stunned; she hadn't expected Kelu to actually abandon his cub.

"Father—" Keka lifted his head in disbelief, blood seeping from the corners of his mouth, looking utterly pathetic.

"Keka, understand Father." The fleeting pain in Kelu's eyes was washed away by anger. With a wave of his hand, the Dragon Race beastmen behind him lunged toward Sang Qing regardless of the consequences.

They weren't stupid either. Knowing there were Crossbows, they didn't attack from the front but scattered in all directions, making it impossible for them to find a suitable opening to strike.

The sound of whistling wind reached her ears. Sang Qing looked at the fierce Dragon Race beastmen around her and gave a light snort.

Come on, then; she hadn't fought in a long time.

Sang Qing pulled out the steel needle in her hand, her gaze sharp.

Kelu took the opportunity to charge toward some of the weaker Guard Beastman first.

Sang Qing wasn't about to let him have his way. She instructed half of the Guard Beastman to deal with Kelu; as for the rest, she could handle them herself.

After Xuan Xiao saw that figure on the city wall, he handed over responsibility for the ground to Austin and quickly flew up to the tower.

Kelu's attack was struggling, while Sang Qing had already killed several Dragon Race beastmen.

Infuriated, Kelu turned to deal with Sang Qing.

Seeing this, Xuan Xiao hid in the shadows and raised the Crossbow in his hand, aiming it at Kelu.

Seeing Xuan Xiao's movement out of the corner of her eye, Sang Qing's lips curled up slightly.

Since they wouldn't retreat, she would make sure they never returned today.

Once this battle was over, Beast King City would surely become famous in the surrounding areas.

After locking onto Kelu, Xuan Xiao fired an arrow.

As an Eighth-Rank Warrior, Kelu had quick reactions, but his wings were already injured. By the time he noticed the arrow coming for him, it was too late to dodge.

"Ah—" Kelu screamed. Looking down at his pierced chest, he spat out a mouthful of blood and fell straight toward the ground, his wings stiffening.

Sang Qing chuckled and gave Xuan Xiao a thumbs-up.

Song Zhen severed the head of a Dragon Race beastman with one slash. Covered in blood, she looked somewhat terrifying.

Yet her eyes were clear and her aura was ethereal, which actually made many Guard Beastman feel joy and admiration.

"Sa Yu, why are you doing this? Those you're killing are your own Tribesmen."

The last Dragon Race beastman beside Sa Yu stared at him, eyes full of contempt.

Indeed, they knew each other; they were partners who had grown up together.

He looked at the Eighth-Rank Warrior before him as if he didn't recognize him, scanning him from head to toe with an especially strange gaze.

"I am protecting my territory. Is there something wrong with that?" Sa Yu flapped his wings. His massive body seemed to blot out the sun, and his words were exceptionally cold.

"You are a member of the Dragon Race." The Young Male was furious, his eyes filled with hatred for him.

"I haven't been for a long time." Sa Yu spat out those words lightly and then lunged at him without hesitation.

He was Qing Qing's beast and would never have anything to do with the Dragon Race again.

Besides, they had wanted to harm his cub.

If he didn't avenge this, he would be unworthy of being a Father.

The Young Male's body fell like a kite with a broken string. Sa Yu's gaze was cold. After taking a long breath, he flapped his wings and circled back, searching for his mate among the beastmen below.

Song Zhen jumped off the back of a Sea Eagle Beastman. Her mate ran over and, in front of all the beasts, gently wiped the blood from her face.

Sis is feeling happy again.

Seeing the rippling smile on her face, Sang Qing stepped out from Sa Yu's embrace.

Sa Yu planted a beautiful kiss behind her ear. Looking at the corpses scattered on the street, his eyes flickered.

"Qing Qing, how should we handle these beasts?"

Excluding the beastmen who escaped, at least three to four hundred Dragon Race beastmen had died.

On their side, quite a few were injured, but at least no beastmen had died.

Sang Qing's smile faded as she became serious. She instructed everyone to first send the injured beastmen to the Witch Doctor Hospital, then left a portion to continue patrolling and another to clean up the battlefield.

Dawn was approaching; the bloody streets would scare the Cubs.

Once everyone was busy, Sang Qing took Sa Yu's hand and asked with a worried look, "Are you okay, Sa Yu?"

She was a bit worried about him; after all, these were his former Tribesmen.

Sa Yu smiled slightly, his gaze frank. "Don't worry, Qing Qing. I'm fine."

He had a home now; let the past be the past.

They brought this on themselves.

While everyone was cleaning the battlefield, Sang Qing didn't stay idle. She and Xuan Xiao went to the Dungeon.

She hadn't forgotten that the Cloud Eagle Tribe was still waiting for the results of her discussion.

When the daylight was bright, Beast King City was as lively as ever, not affected by the events of last night in the slightest.

Standing on the city wall, Sang Qing watched the Tribesmen of the Cloud Eagle Tribe depart and gave a big yawn.

She had agreed with the Cloud Eagle Tribe that they could come to Beast King City to trade for food whenever they wanted, and she would give them plenty of discounts. Additionally, she could provide them with an unlimited supply of elixirs and various herbal medicine.

The prerequisite was that they no longer associate with the Dragon Race and then treat the female in their Tribe well.

There were already few female in the Beast World, and they didn't protect them well but treated them poorly. This way, even if there were more female, it probably wouldn't be enough for them to mistreat.

As for Kuris, although he was heavily injured by Sang Qing, he could still recover about seventy to eighty percent if he went back and sought treatment from a witch doctor.

However, Kuris didn't leave for the time being; he shamelessly stayed in the Witch Doctor Hospital.

He still wanted Ers to return to his side.

So, using his injury as an excuse, he intended to get close to Ers and rekindle their past relationship.

Knowing his thoughts, Sang Qing naturally wouldn't satisfy him.

She immediately arranged for Ers to go out and follow Kuna to plant herbal medicine.

At such an age, it's better not to just think about romance.

Sa Yu reached out and put his arm around Sang Qing's shoulder, pulling her into his embrace. "Qing Qing, the Dragon Race won't give up."

Their casualties were so heavy this time; the next counterattack would surely be even more fierce.

He was a bit worried.

"Don't be afraid." Sang Qing also hugged his waist. "With you here, you're the strongest."

Sa Yu smiled brightly and lowered his head to kiss her forehead. "I will protect you and the Little Cub well, and I will also protect Beast King City."

"Oh, don't kiss me, don't kiss me, it's so dirty. Let's go back and wash up." Sang Qing touched her forehead; it was all sweaty. Having been busy from last night until now, she probably smelled.

To think he could still bring himself to kiss her.

"I want to wash with you when we get back." The corners of Sa Yu's mouth curled up wildly as he whispered in her ear.

"In your dreams." Sang Qing led him down the city wall, her voice cheerful.

Back home, Sang Qing ate some food simply and then went upstairs to shower.

She still needed to catch up on sleep; the weather in the spring season was perfect for sleeping.

Carrying her camisole, Sang Qing entered the bathroom, and Sa Yu impatiently slipped in right after her.

Only... "Why are you here?" Sa Yu's face stiffened. Looking at the other male in the bathroom, his eyes were full of frustration.

Xuan Xiao was holding Sang Qing. A kiss had been interrupted before it could end, and his expression wasn't much better.

"Why can't I be here?"

He got here first.

Any objections?

Humph! Sa Yu stiffened his neck. "Get out!"

"Why don't you get out?" Xuan Xiao began to undress his mate, not even giving him a spare glance.

Sang Qing covered her chest, feeling a bit awkward.

"Get out quickly, Qing Qing needs to shower and rest." Xuan Xiao turned his head to drive Sa Yu away again.

"I won't." Sa Yu gave a fake smile, a flash of provocation crossing his honest face. "Qing Qing agreed to shower with me first."

So, if anyone was going to leave, it should be him.

Xuan Xiao's fists tightened.

Sang Qing quickly held him back.

"Is it as he says?" Xuan Xiao suddenly looked heartbroken, his gaze turning melancholy as he looked at his mate.

She had clearly agreed to him first.

Sang Qing touched the tip of her nose guiltily, her confidence lacking. "How about you both go out, and I'll wash by myself?"

"No way!" How could they let such a good opportunity pass?

Xuan Xiao and Sa Yu refused in unison.