Chapter 959 - 963: On the Verge of Tears

"That Immortal Emperor has been gone for tens of thousands of years, and your family is just foolish generation after generation. He only gave you gold, not a legendary inheritance. Why are you so attached and even worship him every day with incense and kneeling before his portrait?"

The Wild Chicken Clan Leader was very disdainful.

Take him for example. He was once sick and nearly dying, but the Divine Doctor Turtle saved him.

The Divine Doctor Turtle asked him to repay a man named Wu Tian someday, and at the time, the Wild Chicken Clan Leader quickly agreed,

but now, ha, the Wild Chicken Clan Leader couldn’t care less.

Gratitude?

These two words, in the Wild Chicken Clan Leader’s view, were the most useless things,

If it weren’t for that old man offering incense every day, he wouldn’t have caught the attention of the servants. As a result, the servants spread the word, and if not for this, how could the old man have been captured?

... Wu Tian was surprised upon hearing their conversation, not expecting such loyal followers to exist in the Lower Realm.

Giving them gold, Wu Tian remembered his first visit to the Immortal Emperor Realm,

he did this kind of thing quite often, back then having a chivalrous heart,

but Wu Tian hadn’t expected that after tens of thousands of years, a family would inherit this, worshiping his portrait and praying daily.

"Actually, this old man isn’t simple at all." Wu Tian glanced at the person captured by the Wild Chicken Clan,

The old man didn’t even have Foundation Establishment level cultivation,

but his clothes were extraordinary. They appeared ordinary, not adorned with gold or silver, but the threads of the garment, Wu Tian recognized, were top-quality Sky-Flying Silkworm silk,

This silk was alive, adapting its temperature according to the surrounding climate, not to mention its ability to change its structure.

Automatic cleaning was a minor feature.

This old man came from a beggar lineage, yet he was now a wealthy person in this area.

Wu Tian decided he had to save this old man.

Considering his family’s generations of worship and faith in him, he had to intervene.

...If he were to establish the Heavenly Court in the Immortal Emperor Realm, then the gods of the Heavenly Court must be worthy of the faith, otherwise, immortals without virtue might as well perish.

..."No, Dad, let me go." The young one immediately cried out,

This kind of fun task should be his turn,

Wu Tian hadn’t agreed yet, but the young one followed the Blood Mist, having received Wu Tian’s permission, so the young one could temporarily use its abilities in the Blood Mist space,

The Wild Chicken Clan, a second-star power, was terrible. This time they brought this wealthy person to the Bear Tribe as a gift,

hoping to receive some rewards in return.

"Da, da, da!"

At this moment, footsteps sounded, heard clearly by each member of the Wild Chicken Clan,

The footsteps were distinctly audible right beside them,

Yet when the Wild Chicken Clan members looked around, they saw nothing.

Though the mountains were shrouded in Blood Mist,

a few meters away was still visible, making the Wild Chicken Clan members shiver, had they seen a ghost?

"Hand over the person."

The young one spoke in a deliberately hoarse voice.

Though she had never seen ghosts, on Earth City, ghost movies had been watched quite a few.

The voice was right at their ears, but the Wild Chicken Clan members exchanged glances, why was no one around?

Suddenly, their faces changed drastically, quickly turning pale,

"There’s a ghost!"

One of the Wild Chicken Clan members shouted. His eyes widened, legs trembling, unable even to walk.

"Coward, what’s this world coming to? How could there be ghosts?" The Wild Chicken Clan Leader was furious, scolding the crowd, snorting: "If you do nothing wrong, you won’t fear ghosts knocking at night... In this world, where are the ghosts? Yes, there were once the Ghost Tribe, but they were wiped out by the Creation Martial Emperor, so let’s not scare ourselves, there can’t be ghosts, we..."

"Pa"

Suddenly, someone slapped the Wild Chicken Clan Leader, leaving his face bruised and swollen,

making him scream shrilly, "There’s a ghost, there’s a ghost, there really is a ghost."

The Wild Chicken Clan members: "..."

They were dumbfounded, their clan leader truly couldn’t remain calm for more than a few seconds.

He was just confidently saying how there couldn’t be ghosts.

But now,

was he just as scared?

Realizing the strange looks from his clansmen, the Wild Chicken Clan Leader gradually collected himself,

"Ahem," a cough, regaining composure, the Wild Chicken Clan Leader said again: "There must be someone hiding in the mist, yes, that must be it, everyone, stay vigilant."

The Wild Chicken Clan members surveyed the surroundings, getting careful.

Quiet!

At this moment,

the entire space fell into a deathly silence.

The Wild Chicken Clan Leader and his clansmen, nervously scanned all directions, their spirits alert.

But after a while, "Da, da, da" footsteps echoed again, yet still no one was seen,

"C-c-clan leader, it’s a ghost... it’s a ghost."

Another Wild Chicken Clan member, deep in the eyes, was terrified.

Clearly, footsteps were heard, but no one seen, if it wasn’t a ghost, what was it?

Other clan members, sweat began to bead on their foreheads,

"Look again, look more closely."

The Wild Chicken Clan Leader, at this moment, invoked spiritual power, gathering it in his eyes,

At this moment, even the tiny ants under fallen leaves were clear to him,

The Wild Chicken Clan Leader felt his eyes weary, but had to use this ability to distinguish the truth, find out who was playing tricks.

"Da, da, da"

Footsteps sounded once more,

but the Wild Chicken Clan Leader, with his spirit form sight, still saw nothing.

"What... what’s going on?" The Wild Chicken Clan Leader felt a chill, gulped hard,

"Tell me, who are you? You should know, I, as the clan leader, fear nothing under the sky..."

Upon hearing the Wild Chicken Clan Leader’s words,

the young one smirked,

She found it amusing, she was already behind the Wild Chicken Clan Leader,

but they were in different spaces,

Suddenly,

The young one blew a breath, sending it into the other space,

Immediately, the Wild Chicken Clan Leader felt a chill and jumped in fright.

The young one faked a ghostly voice again.

"I’ve come to take your life."

The voice was all around them, yet the Wild Chicken Clan Leader couldn’t see a soul. This feeling was truly unpleasant, too tormenting,

The Wild Chicken Clan Leader was drenched in cold sweat, dripping continuously.

"What have I done to deserve you haunting me?"

The Wild Chicken Clan Leader was sure he had only done average bad things, not much more than other clan leaders, so why was he specifically haunted?

It was unreasonable.

Hearing this, the young one giggled,

"I just want you dead, isn’t that alright?"

"I’m happy, I enjoy it, I’m capricious."

How could she be so capricious?

The Wild Chicken Clan Leader wanted to cry but had no tears.