The Wicked Female Is Wild and Scheming, Living in a Love Battlefield Every Day-Chapter 233 - 214: Visiting the In-Laws

In an instant, he transformed into his true form, a dazzling azure light bursting forth from his whole body. After a painful reshaping and reconstruction of bones and flesh, countless moonbeams suddenly emerged from the sea surface.

The originally all-blue fur turned emerald, and behind him, a phantom moon wheel totem condensed.

"Damn, why does everyone have special effects!"

Malachi’s eyes widened as big as saucers, unable to control himself, he crushed the reef beneath his feet. Stumbling, he almost fell into the sea, but spun his body, landing on a nearby rock.

Zeke crushed the reef with his forepaw, and the Moon Wheel Illusion behind him expanded dramatically, instantly spreading the pressure of an Eighth-rank Beastman.

This was the evolved form of the Azure Moon Wolf — the Celestial Moon-chaser Wolf.

Malachi watched the scene from afar, his face turning as green as jade, while the pride and arrogance from his recent breakthrough vanished without a trace.

Threads of jealousy appeared on his usually unruly face, and he muttered swearingly, "Why am I the only one who hasn’t evolved?"

And not only did I not evolve, but I got stuck at Seventh Rank Peak...

Is there anything more infuriating?

Zeke instantly transformed into human form, his emerald eyes looking at him, his voice teasing, "It’s a matter of character."

Malachi’s face turned even uglier, "Character, my ass! I haven’t killed or committed arson either..."

Though he swore, he knew that evolution was a matter of probability, with a large element of luck involved too.

He could only say his luck wasn’t as good as theirs.

Then he glanced over to where Rhys was, feeling a bit hopeful that Rhys wouldn’t evolve either.

It would be best if, like himself, he’d broken through but was just stuck at Seventh Rank Peak.

But things never go as planned, as if they were conspiring against him.

The sea suddenly erupted into towering waves, and Rhys’ black serpent form broke through the water, shedding old skin, with purple-black scales covering his entire body, while bone wings burst from his ribs — it was the Aethel Serpent True Form.

Malachi’s face instantly darkened like the bottom of a pot, "Damn." 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

Zeke chuckled teasingly, "Admit it, you’re the weakest among us."

Malachi immediately bared his teeth menacingly, "Weak? Let me teach you what Netherworld Dark Fire is!"

A Netherworld Dark Fire surged in his palm, only to be dispersed by Corbin’s strike, "Save the drama for after we find Luna."

Malachi snorted, eventually withdrawing the Netherworld Dark Fire.

Zeke, unwilling to argue with this brute, turned his gaze toward Rhys, who had already flown down from the sky and transformed into human form, "You look like a..."

"Aethel Serpent."

Rhys explained in a low voice, then continued with a complex expression, "My grandfather was the Sixth Elder of the Aethel Serpent Clan in Aetheria."

Malachi was so shocked he almost fell off the reef, "The Sixth Elder of the Aethel Serpent Clan in Aetheria? Then how did you end up in the Lower Domain, and why is your true form a black snake?"

At this point, he only felt his brain short-circuiting, unable to comprehend the intricacies of the matter.

Corbin and Zeke also looked at Rhys with amazement.

They never expected Rhys to have such a significant background.

They only knew that Rhys had been pursued by the Serpent Tribe in his early years, rescued just in time by Lyle, and then taken back to The Wolf Tribe to recuperate.

He later stayed with The Wolf Tribe.

The reason Rhys was initially hunted by the Serpent Tribe was known to no one.

Rhys himself had never mentioned it.

Rhys looked down at the sea, memories flooding like tidal waves, "I was only three years old when I was stripped of the Aethel Serpent bloodline."

Malachi drew in a sharp breath, for a Beastman cub to survive being forcibly stripped of its bloodline was a miracle.

The reef cracked beneath his feet like a spider web. Clearly enraged, he couldn’t help but curse, "Those bastards..."

Corbin and Zeke were shocked as well, what could have possibly happened for them to cruelly target a three-year-old cub?

Cubs, in any tribe, are protected. Let alone having their bloodline taken away.

But they didn’t rush to ask, just listened intently.

The waves crashed against the black reefs.

Rhys gazed at the totem mark emerging in his palm, "Twenty years ago, a new Chief of the Aethel Serpent Clan was appointed, who purged the opposition with blood."

His voice was colder than the seawater, "My grandfather, with my father, mother, and three-year-old me, fled to the Lower Domain. Unfortunately, we were discovered, pursued to the death. My father and mother fell at their hands, and my grandfather was gutted, skinned, and dismembered. I was very young at the time, managed to escape, but was stripped of my Aethel Serpent bloodline."

Memories surged in his mind — that day of torrential rain, the three-year-old cub had his bloodline ripped away, lying huddled on the grass, barely alive.

He swallowed, "I thought I was going to die back then, but I was found by the Lower Domain’s Serpent Tribe. Because of the lingering Aethel Serpent aura, I was raised as a progenitor bloodline..."

Corbin frowned at him, unable to resist asking, "If you were raised as a progenitor bloodline, why did they end up hunting you down?"

Rhys suddenly sneered, "Because during the awakening ceremony at sixteen, they discovered I had an Aethel Serpent poison sac."

Zeke was slightly taken aback, now understanding.

The Aethel Serpent poison sac was even more valuable than the bloodline, no wonder it aroused greed.

Zeke had always wondered why Rhys’s venom was more potent than typical snake venom.

Not at all comparable to other serpent beasts.

Malachi got increasingly furious as he listened, "Damn! So those bastards from the Serpent Tribe wanted to extract your poison sac?"

The sea suddenly exploded, and Rhys’s serpent tail stirred up a bloody wind, "They nailed me to the altar to flay me, it was an Old Beastman from the Serpent Tribe, who had raised me, that secretly released me at midnight."

His icy eyes reflected the blood-red setting sun, "Sadly, he was discovered and killed as well."

Corbin’s third eye suddenly opened, ice spreading along the sea surface, "Once we find Luna and return to the Lower Domain, I’ll accompany you to slaughter the Serpent Tribe."

"Count me in."

The Moon Wheel Illusion behind Zeke surged.

Malachi’s Netherworld Dark Fire suddenly flared in his palm, "I’ll burn their snake nest to the ground!"

Rhys scanned the sea and looked toward the distance, with a complex expression, "We should go."

With this trip to Aetheria to search for Luna, they might encounter the Aethel Serpent Clan.

Just enough to settle the score from twenty years ago.

With those words, he instantly transformed into his Aethel Serpent True Form, his bony wings expanding to block out the sky, his serpent tail coiling as Malachi soared skyward.

Corbin Crowley’s silver wings unfurled as he grabbed Zeke Veridian, tossing him onto his back, turning into a streak of light shooting toward the heavens.

Meanwhile, high above the clouds not far from the Peak of Mount Veridia.

Luna Sutton sat atop Mael Valerius’ dragon back, clutching the dragon horn and screaming, "Slow down, you’re scaring me to death!"

Mael Valerius’ dragon form spun in the air, deliberately diving through the clouds, frightening her into clinging tightly to his neck.

"Isn’t Luna eager to see that fox?"

The dragon’s roar was mixed with his maniacal, joyous laughter.

"You..."

Luna Sutton was so angry she gritted her teeth, just about to curse.

Suddenly, a voice sounded in her mind: "Host, Kian Sterling is participating in the life-and-death ritual, about to undergo the baptism of nine heavenly tribulations."

She instantly frowned, thinking how could Kian, with his severed tail and severe injuries, possibly withstand the nine tribulations?

Inwardly, she couldn’t help but ask, "What’s going on?"

The system quickly explained: "Kian joined the Veridia ritual to restore his severed tail. Only by defeating the sect’s disciples can he qualify to enter the Sacred Pool. However, before participating in the ritual, he must first endure the baptism of nine tribulations, which is also the rule of Mount Veridia."

Luna Sutton’s heart pounded, she clutched the dragon horn tightly, her voice trembling, "Mael Valerius, hurry, go to the Altar of Veridia immediately!"

The Torch Dragon let out a long howl, its dragon tail sweeping through the clouds, tearing the mountain mist apart with a fierce wind.

Below, the Fox Clan guards suddenly began to stir, the alarm whistles echoing throughout the mountain gorge.

The dragon clan’s presence to Veridia was like the beating of war drums.

"Hey, hey, hey... I told you to hurry, not to bulldoze into their territory and pick a fight, what’s your plan?"

She sat astride the dragon’s back, anxiety pulsing at her brow as she shouted urgently.

The moment her voice died away.

Suddenly, nine skyward beams shot from the peak of Mount Veridia, with the Fox Clan guards transforming into their original forms, roaring as they pounced, their Fox Fire setting the clouds ablaze in gold and red.

Mael Valerius’ dragon pupils flashed scarlet, charging straight into the Fox Fire: "Out of my way!"

Where his dragon tail sweeps, the mountains crumbled, nearly tossing Luna Sutton off.

She suddenly grasped a reverse scale and, gritting her teeth, threatened, "Go crazy again, and I’ll tear off your scales!"

The black dragon braked sharply, causing the clouds to explode with airwaves.

"Would Luna bear to do that?"

The dragon’s roar wrapped in a pathological smile, surprisingly gentle, but he refrained from going berserk again.

"Want to try?"

Luna Sutton huffed angrily, continuing, "Descend, and be a bit more polite to them."

Mael Valerius chuckled, his dragon form coiling downward, transforming into human form the moment he landed, protecting Luna Sutton in his embrace.

The Veridia guards instantly surrounded them, watching him warily.

Inwardly they lamented: Oh no, why has this dragon clan lunatic barged into Mount Veridia?

If it were anyone else, they’d simply drive them away, but the beastman before them was the Dragon Clan’s Young Master.

Even if he’s crazy, they couldn’t just easily make a move.

Otherwise, it would mean offending the Dragon Clan.

"The Dragon Clan’s Young Master trespasses into Veridia, may I inquire about your intentions?"

The leading Nine-Tailed Guard stepped forward to say.

Their attitude was relatively polite.

Mael Valerius toyed with Luna Sutton’s hair tips with his fingers, suddenly tossing out a Dragon Pattern Token.

The token embedded itself three inches into the ground, causing the foxes to fall back half a step.

"I brought my partner back to her maternal home. Do I need to notify you?"

He smirked with playful indifference.

The phrase "brought my partner back home" left everyone present utterly bewildered.

Luna Sutton was utterly confused. She was a female wolf, not a fox, so why did coming to Mount Veridia equate to returning home?

The eyes of those Fox Clan guards immediately fell on Luna Sutton, filled with scrutiny.

Instantly, they saw she was a female wolf, an ordinary one at that.

Though not in original form, that female wolf’s aura couldn’t deceive them.

Not a Nine-Tailed Fox, not even of the Fox Clan.

Returning home, this was purely nonsensical.

The lead Fox Clan guard withdrew his gaze, then looked at Mael Valerius, sneering, "A wolf female coming to Veridia to return home? Is the Dragon Lord joking?"

In his heart, he couldn’t help but think this was truly a lunatic. Otherwise, how could he speak such insane words?

Mael Valerius suddenly laughed low, "Who says going home must require being of the Fox Clan?"

He wrapped a large arm around Luna Sutton’s waist, "My Luna’s sworn brother is visiting Mount Veridia; I brought her to see family. What, isn’t that okay?"

She was utterly flabbergasted, pinching Mael Valerius’ side, lowering her voice, "What nonsense are you spouting? Kian is clearly my..."

"Hush."

The man tilted his head, biting her ear lobe, the dragon’s scorching breath making her shiver, "Just an excuse, fooling these foxes of Mount Veridia."

With those words, he led Luna Sutton inside, and those Fox Clan guards couldn’t continue stopping them.

It wasn’t about going home or not; it was about Mael Valerius’ identity.