71: Fang Yue wants to find Mu Qingge to uphold justice

Meanwhile, Fang Yue, who had already returned to human form, grew angrier the more he thought about it.

As the saying goes, "Endure for a moment and grow angrier the more you think; take a step back and feel more at a loss the more you reflect." He simply couldn't hold back the frustration in his heart.

This was exactly the situation Fang Yue found himself in.

After those Elders helped him change from a chicken back into a human, they hadn't mentioned anything else at all.

As a Disciple of Spirit Beast Mountain, he had been wronged right there on Spirit Beast Mountain, yet they hadn't even thought about helping him vent his anger.

They were truly unworthy of being Elders!

At the thought of Kunkun's tragic fate and that pot of soup, Fang Yue's saliva couldn't stop flowing...

No, that's not right!

Fang Yue wiped away his drool and gave himself a harsh slap.

That was Kunkun! How could I be drooling?!

The only thing I should be shedding for it are tears!

"But both of their Masters are First Seats. It's impossible for me to avenge Kunkun on my own..."

Although Fang Yue had the thought, he knew his words carried little weight. He had no idea how long he would have to wait for revenge.

Though they say "thirty years on the east bank, thirty years on the west bank," and "it's never too late for a gentleman to take his revenge,"

but when he thought about how he now carried Kunkun's flesh and blood—that Kunkun was literally in his stomach—

Fang Yue couldn't wait any longer!

What broke him the most was that Ning Zhenzhen, who had wanted to capture Kunkun, actually returned Kunkun to him after stewing it into soup.

This was clearly a mockery!

"What should I do..."

He gritted his teeth and pondered for a while.

Finally, he decided to go find Mu Qingge for help.

Other Elders might not help him, but Mu Qingge definitely would!

After all, she was the one who appeared yesterday and saved Kunkun's... corpse.

Although in the end, she was forced to hand it over under the threat of that villain, Shen Qing.

In short, Mu Qingge was beautiful, gentle, and generous, and she was also the Elder who had guided him into Spirit Beast Mountain to practice.

She was different!

Having made up his mind, Fang Yue pushed open his door and left.

His independent residence was surrounded by tranquility.

But when Fang Yue reached a crowded area, many Spirit Beast Mountain Disciples who usually wouldn't even greet him suddenly swarmed around.

Most Spirit Beast Mountain Disciples wore gray robes, and this large crowd of gray surged forward to surround him.

Among them was even Lu Xu, someone who had bullied him before.

Fang Yue frowned, not understanding what they wanted.

"Fang Yue, I heard you were having an affair with that Nine-Colored Brocade Chicken you raised?"

A meddling male Disciple asked, his eyebrows twitching in a gossipy manner.

The others burst into laughter, pointing at the male Disciple with great amusement.

Fang Yue was furious upon hearing this: "What did you say?!"

Damn it, how dare they defile the pure friendship between him and Kunkun!

"How can you speak like that!" a long-haired female Disciple stepped forward and rebuked.

Fang Yue's expression softened slightly.

There were still reasonable people after all.

"Since ancient times, love between humans and demons hasn't been rare. Although it's a bit unusual for Fang Yue and a Spirit Beast—after all, it was just a Brocade Chicken that hadn't transformed and had little intelligence—you can't call it an affair."

The long-haired female Disciple said gently, "It's okay, Fang Yue. I support you. Love knows no racial boundaries!"

"I did not!"

Fang Yue was so angry he felt like spitting blood.

Who on earth started this rumor?

"Wasn't it said that Fang Yue consorted with that Brocade Chicken to seize its Bloodline?"

"Yeah, yeah."

"I saw it yesterday; Fang Yue's Brocade Chicken actually had a trace of Kunpeng Bloodline."

"No wonder the Brocade Chicken died and Fang Yue turned into a chicken."

For a moment, everyone felt that this was the actual truth.

As for the constantly explaining Fang Yue, it was just an excuse.

They didn't believe him at all.

"Everyone, listen to me!" At this moment, Lu Xu suddenly stepped forward and clapped his hands to draw everyone's attention.

"Everyone knows that Fang Yue and I don't get along, and I wouldn't speak up for him, but I still have to say something fair here.

"The thing about seizing the Bloodline is false. Actually, it's that Fang Yue is carrying the flesh and blood of his Nine-Colored Brocade Chicken. The reason he turned into a Brocade Chicken is entirely because the child in his belly is acting up."

"Huh?"

Once this version came out, everyone was dumbfounded.

"You're full of crap!" Fang Yue wanted to rush forward in a rage and slap Lu Xu.

"He's getting defensive!" Lu Xu quickly moved away and shouted, "Getting defensive means I hit the mark, otherwise why would he be so agitated!"

"So that's how it is."

Everyone looked thoughtful, all feeling that Lu Xu's words made sense.

Otherwise, how could they explain why Fang Yue didn't like interacting with people and usually kept company with Spirit Beasts?

This was all love.

"You guys!" Fang Yue was overwhelmed with rage, his face turning beet red as he let out a roar: "Get lost!"

But what came out was "Ge-ge-da!!"

In his agitation, his chicken beak popped out.

"Eek!"

A timid female Disciple screamed, "Monster, die!"

"Die, die, die!"

Not being skilled in combat, she pulled out a bunch of Talismans and threw them all at Fang Yue's head.

Earth Arrows, Water Prisons, and even an incredibly powerful Thunder Fire Sword.

With a series of crackles and pops, Fang Yue's chicken feathers were all scorched, emitting the aroma of roasted chicken.

"Uh..." The timid female Disciple, having thrown all her Talismans, finally calmed down. She tossed a few healing Talismans over and left awkwardly.

A person isn't scary, and a chicken isn't scary, but a person suddenly growing a chicken beak—and such an ugly one at that—really startled her.

It was a stress response.

Fang Yue: "..."

At this moment, however, his face was full of intoxication.

The smell of his own scorched body actually smelled a bit like Kunkun.

He raised a chicken claw and took a deep sniff.

"Ha!"

Too bad it was missing a bit of the chicken poop smell.

Seeing this, the others felt his behavior was quite bizarre and left one after another.

"Let's go, let's go."

"Holy crap, that's terrifying."

"He doesn't eat people, does he?"

Fang Yue: "?!"

He quickly lowered his chicken claw.

Sh*t!

...

...

Just as Fang Yue finally broke free from the crowd to look for Mu Qingge,

at Mu Qingge's residence,

in the guest room,

it was spacious and airy, with only a few bamboo tea tables.

One wall was completely open, facing the landscape scenery in the courtyard, while on another wall hung an ethereal Ink Wash Painting of Orchids and Bamboo.

A faint scent of sandalwood floated in the air, and the sound of bamboo wind chimes was pleasant and crisp.

Dressed in a moon-white robe with an elegant expression, Mu Qingge's heart was far from calm.

She didn't know Shen Qing's intention, whether it was good or bad.

Although Shen Qing's reputation within the Star Sect was actually quite good, he was, after all, standing up for his Junior Sister. This was what Mu Qingge was worried about.

A good reputation didn't mean he had no temper.

"Elder, I came this time mainly to clear up a small misunderstanding." Shen Qing brewed the tea, poured a cup, and pushed it across, acting as if he were the Master of the house.

"Misunderstanding?" Mu Qingge repeated the word, puzzled.

"Zhenzhen comes to Spirit Beast Mountain for a stroll every now and then; it's been like this for many years, and we've lived in peace."

Shen Qing took a small sip of tea and said, "If Fang Yue hadn't scolded Zhenzhen indiscriminately, there wouldn't be any conflict between us at all."

"Elder Mu, I believe you understand this logic as well."