Chapter 723: This Kid is Supposed to be Twelve?!
Crackle, crackle.
The firewood in the bonfire cracked and splintered, producing crisp snapping sounds. The roasting beast meat on top was still streaked with blood as someone grabbed it and tore into it with large bites.
Upon closer inspection, the one eating had thick bristles covering the back of his hands—a clear sign that he was not human.
Huyan Dong and his son, Huyan Bin, had long bronze nails driven through their bodies, each engraved with talisman inscriptions that completely suppressed their cultivation power. Sitting quietly to the side, they appeared very well-behaved.
Four or five hulking half-demons stood nearby, gripping legendary weapons and closely monitoring their every move.
As footsteps approached, Lu Jiangtong appeared. He strode toward Huyan Dong and Huyan Bin, exuding a sinister malevolent qi. In his hand, he casually held a large roasted beast’s hind leg.
"City Lord, City Lord Junior, Sure you don’t want to eat some?” he jeered, flashing his signature smirk. “Even mighty cultivators need a little nourishment to recover.”
"No need," Huyan Dong responded as he shook his head.
“Worried we poisoned it?” Lu Jiangtong asked. He sank his teeth into the meat, tearing off a large chunk and swallowing it in just a few bites. Then, he added with a chuckle, “Relax. We people of Mount Mang would never tamper with food. That’d be a waste.”
Huyan Dong paused for a moment before raising his gaze to him. “I’m curious. Given how far you’ve fallen, where did you get all these resources and enchanted tools?”
Huyan Dong had never imagined that Taotie City would actually fall to this group—outlaws relentlessly hunted by the imperial court. When he had suggested they attack Red Cotton Peak, he had only expected them to throw their lives away to create chaos, nothing more.