Chapter Fifty-one: The Fierce Little Moe

  Qin Hao was shocked, his chin almost dropped. Xiao Meng actually came out, not even considering the timing. This dead peacock is so perverted, combining five major trends, at least a Human Dao cultivator. However, what's strange is that he can't feel the kind of Human Dao pressure like Xuan Wuming's. In any case, he couldn't handle it anyway. Originally, he wanted to borrow Xiao Meng's power, lose the Lei Ling symbol and run away. Who knew Xiao Meng came out? This time he was blinded because he didn't have divine power, can't use the symbol record isn't it.

  "Xiao Meng, catch the Lei Ling symbol and leave." Qin Hao shouted loudly, but Xiao Meng clearly didn't listen to his advice. The purple giant hand that had condensed grabbed directly at Kong Xuan through the five-element meridian.

  "There's another one, so beautiful, I'll take her back as my wife. After being hunted by the Great Sect for so long, it's time to make them suffer a bit. One genius dies, and I catch another as my wife, let's see how they can bear it." Kong Xuan was extremely contemptuous, not putting Xiaomeng in his eyes at all.

  "You little peacock, you dare to hurt my husband? Just wait and see how I'll turn you into a purple gas!" Little Meng's face was filled with innocence as she vowed to take revenge for Qin Hao, which made Qin Hao extremely anxious.

  "My aunt, let's go, don't fight with this pervert anymore. A gentleman takes revenge ten years later." Qin Hao called out to Xiao Meng.

  "Not a single one can escape." The Five Elements cycle, the overall momentum condenses into a web, water, fire, earth, wood, and gold are born and circulate, five different powers crush Qin Hao, making him unable to move, if it weren't for his robust physique, he would have turned to ashes by now.

  "Don't be afraid, husband. Wait until I turn this little peacock into purple energy and we'll both feel comfortable." Little Meng was obviously a newborn calf not fearing tigers, much more fierce than Qin Hao.

  "Hmph, you don't know the height of heaven and the thickness of earth, go back and be my wife." As that purple giant hand pinched towards Kong Xuan, Kong Xuan's body swelled up, instantly swelling to several hundred zhang, covering the sky and blocking out the sun. The giant claw swooped down, as if it was going to pinch Xiao Meng in its palm.

  "It's over." Qin Hao was furious in his heart and wanted to fight desperately.

  Just then, Xiao Meng waved her purple hand and said: "Little Peacock, watch me turn you into a purple gas."

  The next moment, a strange thing happened. Xiaomeng's purple giant hand grew wildly, instantly hundreds of meters in size, as if it contained infinite mystery, grasping everything, a mysterious pulse converged on the giant hand.

  "Hmph!" As Kong Xuan's giant claw reached for the large hand, it seemed to grab onto a cotton ball instead. Qin Hao had thought that it would shatter immediately, but in the next moment, Xiao Meng exerted some force and the large hand grasped tightly, instantly creating a terrifying scene: Kong Xuan's body was pinched smaller, and the purple large hand also continuously shrunk along with him.

  "How is this possible...?" Kong Xuan seemed to have encountered something terrifying, a tremble from his soul, as if he had met his arch-nemesis: "You are......"

  "Little Peacock, you still dare to hurt my husband, humph." Little Meng happily flew down from the air.

  Qin Hao broke out in cold sweat and asked: "What about that peacock?"

  "In my palm, look, husband, this little peacock can definitely turn into a lot of purple energy." Little Meng carefully opened her hand a crack, and Kong Xuan's dead bird was pinched in the gap, almost crushed.

  "......" Qin Hao was speechless, how could Xiao Meng be so fierce? Qin Hao didn't know what to say, suddenly he thought of something, back when they were on the mountain, that ferocious tiger was actually so afraid of Xiao Meng, was there some kind of reason behind this?

  "Hmm, both of them are beasts. Does that mean Little Meng is naturally a counter to beasts?" Qin Hao muttered to himself.

  "Who are you calling a beast? You damn fool, watch me come out and squeeze you to death." Little Meng's voice came from the phone, full of indignation.

  As soon as this was said, Qin Hao hadn't even opened his mouth yet, and Xiao Meng suddenly felt uncomfortable: "You hit my husband just now, and now you're scolding my husband. I'll spank your butt."

  As she spoke, Xiaomeng pinched Kong Xuan's bird head with one hand and slapped him down with the other without hesitation. Kong Xuan didn't dare to utter a word, seemingly very fearful of Xiaomeng. Several consecutive slaps sent Kong Xuan's bird feathers flying, his beak occasionally pleading for mercy.

  Qin Hao suddenly determined: "Xiao Meng must be born to restrain the beast, and what is the secret of that purple big hand? It's so fierce. If I learn it, wouldn't I be able to slap a group to death with one palm?"

  "You're the beast." Kong Xuan's faintly heard voice came over again, Qin Hao didn't hesitate: "Xiao Meng, use torture."

  "Alright, I'll spank you, watch me spank you, hahaha, I'll spank you." Kong Xuan immediately shut up, willingly taking Xiao Meng's slap, and Qin Hao believed it.

  "What is this thing?" Suddenly, a small object fell from Kong Xuan's bird feathers. Xiao Meng picked it up immediately, and Kong Xuan in her palm suddenly became restless: "No way, miss, my miss, you can't take this thing, if I couldn't put it into the Void Jade, how could I..."

  Just at the critical moment, Kong Xuan shut his mouth because Qin Hao's thieving eyes stared over, and in Kong Xuan's eyes, that was a thieving gaze.

  "Give it to your husband, this must be something precious, otherwise the little peacock wouldn't care so much." Little Meng was clever and guessed something too.

  Taking over that small piece of thing, Qin Hao carefully examined it. The patterns engraved on it were nothing special, just ordinary textures, and didn't look like any treasure at all.

  But he felt that this thing was somewhat unusual, and seemed to have a strange feeling coming from this small piece of stuff. Looking deeper at the texture, Qin Hao suddenly felt a sense of mystery, making people look like they understood but didn't really understand, unable to figure it out. If other cultivators came to see it, they would probably think it was just an ordinary animal hide.

  "Could this really be some kind of treasure?" Kong Xuan had originally intended to deceive Qin Hao and the others, but this small piece of beast skin was something he had snatched from a disciple of a great sect in an ancient inheritance site. At the time, it couldn't be stored in the Void Jade, and even after looking at it over a dozen times, he still hadn't been able to discern any secrets from it.

  So he put it on his body, and since the animal skin was inconspicuous, he didn't pay attention to it, almost forgetting about it. If it wasn't for Little Meng hitting him on the butt, the animal skin wouldn't have fallen off. Now seeing Qin Hao examining it so closely, they thought Qin Hao had discovered some profound secret.

  But the next moment, Qin Hao shook his head, apparently also thinking it was something ordinary.

  "Dead bird, hand over your Void Jade." Qin Hao was not deceived by his bluff. This dead bird was clever and tight-fisted; if it were a treasure, he would definitely not be so blatant about it. So, even if it were him, he wouldn't want others to know that this was a treasure either. The beast skin felt somewhat strange, but it seemed like an ordinary object after all.

  So Qin Hao was certain that this dead bird still had something hidden.

  "No, that thing is a treasure, my greatest treasure. Return it to me." Kong Xuan was in a state of great anxiety.

  "Are you not going to hand over the Void Jade?" Qin Hao's face revealed a cold glint: "Xiao Meng, I'll pluck all your feathers and make roasted peacock for you to eat."

  "You... you dare..." Suddenly, Kong Xuan's mind conjured up an image of himself being plucked clean and then roasted over a fire, his entire body breaking out in goosebumps.

  "Okay, okay, little Meng wants to eat peacock meat." Little Meng immediately echoed.

  Kong Xuan was speechless, this auntie had really roasted him, he would die in vain, even if his father came, he wouldn't dare to do anything to this auntie, he felt that he was simply unlucky, how could he encounter this nemesis here?

  "Stop, stop, ouch.........stop it, miss, little ancestor, please don't pluck.........ouch..........." Just as he was about to beg for mercy, Little Meng had already plucked a few feathers from Kong Xuan's body. It has to be said that these peacock feathers are quite hard and can even be used as materials for refining equipment.

  "Hand over the Void Jade, or I'll strip you bare..." Qin Hao said with a cold smile.

  "Uh...ouch...ouch..." Kong Xuan's heart was bleeding.

  "Honey, look at these five feathers, they're so beautiful! Can I use them to make a hat?" Suddenly, Xiao Meng discovered the five colorful tail feathers on Kong Xuan's back.

  "I admit it, I admit it, young lady, little ancestor, don't gloat......" Kong Xuan finally conceded.

  "This is not enough, you have to use punishment before you hand it over, hurry up." Qin Hao waved his hand and told Xiaomeng to stop, but Xiaomeng looked pitifully at the five shiny feathers: "Husband, this is so beautiful, Xiaomeng wants it."

  Qin Hao was stunned, thinking to himself "You wait for him to hand over the Void Jade and then you'll talk", now he's saying he won't hand over the Void Jade. Actually, Qin Hao had also been eyeing those five feathers for a long time, his intuition told him that they were definitely not ordinary, but his plan was to let Kong Xuan hand over the Void Jade first before doing anything else.

  "Xiao Meng can't be so bad, everyone has agreed to give us Void Jade, we can't be so ungrateful." Looking at Kong Xuan's pleading expression, Qin Hao spoke up, but in fact, he was even more ruthless than Xiao Meng.

  "It's all right, it's all right." Kong Xuan looked at Qin Hao with gratitude, making Qin Hao feel embarrassed.

  "Then bring out all the treasures." This time, Xiaomeng was obviously angry, with her mouth pouting high and a discontented look on her face.

  "I'm taking it, I'm taking it back, isn't that enough?" Kong Xuan muttered to himself, and a Void Jade appeared on his claws. Qin Hao grabbed it without hesitation, causing Kong Xuan's face to contort in pain, his claws twitching involuntarily. But when he saw Xiao Meng's expression, Kong Xuan immediately forgot about the pain. This lady was staring at his Five Elemental Feathers, and if they were really plucked, even though they could grow back, it would take thousands of years of hard work to restore them.

  Moreover, these five feathers were specially refined by his father and could be said to be his greatest reliance. Although the things in the Void Jade were also very reluctant for him to part with, they couldn't compare to these five feathers.

  "Uh, Xiao Meng, put things away, someone's coming." Qin Hao was extremely sensitive and suddenly felt several strong auras approaching from afar. Qin Hao immediately wanted to put away the Void Jade and the small beast skin, but something strange happened - the small beast skin couldn't be stored in his own Void Jade.

  "Uh-huh." Little Meng nodded cleverly, holding the beast skin and Void Jade in her hands. Then she disappeared along with Kong Xuan, bringing him into her own mind. This made Qin Hao break out in a cold sweat. If this dead peacock came up with some kind of scheme, it wouldn't be good.

  Just then, several rays of light flashed by and stopped at Qin Hao's head.

  Qin Hao's heart skipped a beat, these individuals wearing Taoist robes and standing on auspicious clouds, unexpectedly included two renowned recluses, one accomplished Daoist cultivator, and the last one emitting an aura identical to Xuan Wumo's, yet far more terrifying than Xuan Wumo. Moreover, these accomplished Daoist cultivators and recluses were not comparable to those senior elders of the Mystic Door...