The Ninth Sister is a Prodigious Beast Master

Chapter 1593: Chapter 1593: Ice Butterfly?
 

“Who the hell are you? Why are you falsely accusing me like this?” Ouyang Mo angrily exclaimed, brandishing the long sword in his hand, yet he had no intention of attacking Zhang Xi.

At this moment, Beiting Huang was already in a towering rage and bellowed, “Good heavens, Ouyang Mo, you despicable wretch! Were you hoping that we would fight to the death with the three Sects of Jiuzhou Sect so you could reap the benefits of our struggle? What a devious plan!”

Beiting Huang saw that there were hardly any members left from the three Sects, and with a magical beast aiding by their side, he guessed that at most only one or two people would be left in the end. Fearless, he clutched the dagger and charged at Ouyang Mo.

Without Beiting Huang’s words, Xie Pu and the others might not have understood, but now their suspicion about the identities of Beiting Huang and his group had been confirmed—they were indeed from the Wuling Sect. It turned out that this was precisely Ouyang Mo’s plan. Without the need for Beiting Huang’s call to arms, the rest began to collectively attack Ouyang Mo as their rage could not be contained.

“You… you actually don’t believe me!” Ouyang Mo was forced to wield his sword in retaliation, striking fiercely.

“Believe?” Nearly nine out of ten of Xie Pu’s men were gone, and the Fire Flower had all but become an illusion, leaving him completely furious, “I only know that the beasts attack us, why don’t they attack you?”

“Young Master!” One of the men, who had stripped off his clothes to rush over, pointed at one of the individuals in Ouyang Mo’s camp and said, “This guy—when he was on night watch duty tonight, he was the only one who left. After he returned, he even circled around our three camps… We, we…”

This person was already full of regret, “We truly deserve to die!”

Ouyang Mo cast a fierce look towards the man who had left to relieve himself midway, and that man was at a loss for words. Did relieving oneself warrant an explanation? As for circling the camps… he thought of what he had overheard from another team’s convoys, “I… I only heard that a recently Shapeshifted Ice Butterfly was seen flying in this direction.”

The Ice Butterfly is an Overlord level magical beast of immense strength. Just a single breath of its ice can freeze a powerful Great Lord. Such creatures are rare, with perhaps only one sighting every ten thousand years. It does not require Beast Tamer’s taming—it recognizes the first human it sees as its master and remains loyal for life.

“Ice Butterfly?” One of the survivors from Qingcheng Sect sneered coldly, “Such good fortune and it’s your turn? Pure wishful thinking!”

The Five Great Sects were inherently at odds with each other and secretly engaged in disputes. Even their alliances were temporary and based on mutual benefits. Now that their interests no longer aligned, a fallout was inevitable.

If Ouyang Mo didn’t realize he had been duped, he wouldn’t be Ouyang Mo. He simply hadn’t expected that within Wuling Sect there would be someone capable of easily instigating the other Three Major Sects into attacking him, and in a surge of fury he retorted, “So what if it’s true? Have none of you four Sects ever thought about wiping out my Iron Wind Mountain?”

To think the world could harbor such shameless people; Nie Fei was already laughing in anger. The Jiuzhou Sect was the weakest of the Five Great Sects, and not a single person she had brought along was alive anymore. They were deep within Huayang Mountain, and she had no idea what sort of scheme Iron Wind Mountain had concocted with the Three Major Sects to bring forth so many magical beasts so silently.

No matter what, she would be unable to explain herself to her father once she returned.

“Ouyang Mo, your death shall be the sacrifice for the sons of Jiuzhou Sect!” Nie Fei declared and then charged towards Ouyang Mo.