The Wicked Female Is Wild and Scheming, Living in a Love Battlefield Every Day-Chapter 271 - 235: Dream Precognition (Part 2)

"Nonsense!"

The Old Beast King suddenly erupted, but was strangled by the fox tail Nolan Sterling whipped around his throat.

Nolan Sterling smirked coldly, the fox tail showing no sign of loosening: "Father King, still so hot-tempered, truly blind to the situation."

Chloe Callahan’s slender fingers brushed across Nolan Sterling’s chest, her voice sickly sweet: "The Crown Prince is the most suited candidate for the throne, wouldn’t you agree?"

The Old Beast King’s throat was tightly strangled by Nolan Sterling’s fox tail, his face growing increasingly sallow and grim, his pupils bulging, the snow-white fox tail drooping weakly: "You... dare poison your own king, and now seek to patricide?"

Nolan Sterling’s gaze grew cold, and he kicked over the medicine bowl: "Father King, you forced me; don’t think I don’t know about your confidants investigating me. If I didn’t act, I’d be the one dead."

He then regains his composure, pulling back the fox tail strangling the Old Beast King’s throat: "Your Majesty is old, should abdicate to a worthy successor; why maintain your hold? Just announce before the clan elders and the priests that you’ll pass the throne to me, and I’ll give you the antidote, how about that?"

The Old Beast King’s face alternated between shades of blue and white, panting heavily, clearly enraged: "Dream on!"

He struggled to rise but was swatted back down to the ground by Nolan Sterling’s tail.

"Old thing, don’t be so ungrateful."

Nolan Sterling approached the bed with a grim expression.

Luna Sutton wanted to continue watching, but suddenly awoke from the dream, sitting up to find cold sweat soaking her back, her face pale.

She clutched her pounding chest, the events of the dream vivid in memory—the clansmen buried in a sea of flame, the tribe extinguished, and the helplessness of seeing loved ones humiliated and harmed still gave her chills.

Her sleep was usually good, rarely dreaming; why suddenly such a dream?

Could it be a forewarning?

She suddenly remembered that when Rhys Blackwood’s affection reached 90, entering the deep love stage, she gained the ability to foresee through dreams, predicting events to come.

Could it be...

Luna Sutton thought of something, her face growing grimmer, internally questioning the system: "System, could the events in the dream be real?"

The system’s voice responded lazily: "Host, the dream foresight ability indicates the most likely future direction. But—"

It stretched the tone, "With timely intervention, these events can be avoided."

Luna Sutton clenched the beast skin blanket, her knuckles turning white.

Outside the cave, Zeke Veridian and Malachi Arcanus’s argument drifted in, faintly hearing Zeke scolding Malachi: Why fight for nothing? Now the golden pearl is gone...

"Specifically, when will this happen?"

She urgently questioned within.

"Arch-Shaman Ignatius Phoenix has already ordered the extermination of The Wolf Tribe; the elders and elite warriors are assembled, ready to depart. However, they’re temporarily held back by Soren Phoenix, only awaiting Phoenix Clan Chief Xylon Phoenix’s decision. As for the Royal City, The Old Beast King has indeed been tricked by Nolan Sterling, the poison will take effect in three days."

The system abruptly added mischievously, "If Kian Sterling rushes back now, he might catch the Old Beast King’s burial～"

"Shut up!"

Luna Sutton stood up abruptly, the beast skin blanket slipping to the ground.

The Golden Silkworm King was startled awake, poking its head from a bamboo basket: "An earthquake?"

The argument outside ceased.

Corbin Crowley was the first to rush in, seeing her pale face, silver eyes full of concern: "What’s wrong, Luna?"

Her pallid complexion frightened the men.

Rhys Blackwood directly transformed, wrapping her in his serpent tail, icy hands touching her forehead: "Nightmare?"

"Not a dream..."

Luna Sutton grabbed Rhys Blackwood’s wrist, her voice urgent, "It’s The Beast God’s warning, the Phoenix Clan plans to massacre The Wolf Tribe, my father and the children..."

Mael Valerius’s dragon horn "whoosh" appeared: "I’ll go crush the Phoenix Clan now!"

"Stop!"

She shouted loudly, her gaze falling on Kian Sterling, "In the dream, I also saw something happen to The Old Beast King."

Kian Sterling’s fox tail stiffened, his smile frozen: "My father?"

"Your elder brother Nolan Sterling colluded with the elders to stage a coup."

She looked at Kian Sterling with complex emotions, explaining: "The Old Beast King was poisoned, coughing blood, Chloe Callahan was standing by Nolan Sterling’s side..."

"Chloe Callahan?"

Kian Sterling’s beautiful fox eyes flashed coldly: "That female I knocked out the tooth of? Isn’t she sweeping beast toilets in the Slave Camp?"

"No, in the dream, I saw her front tooth had grown back, standing smilingly by Nolan Sterling’s side, her manner intimate, calling The Old Beast King ’Father King’ and verbally agitating him to assist in Nolan Sterling’s attempt to force your father to abdicate."

Luna Sutton struggled to recall the scenes from the dream, speaking with a grim face.

Kian Sterling’s face had already darkened, the gentle smile vanishing, replaced by a cold edge.

He’d long been aware of his elder brother’s wolfish ambitions and knew their father had people investigating past events.

Apparently, their father discovered something, Nolan Sterling had cornered, striking first.

And their father fell into Nolan Sterling’s trap.

Behind him, ten fox tails exploded forth, the beautiful fox eyes burning with murderous intent: "What audacious Nolan Sterling, dares conspire with that vile female to harm Father!"

He turned to leave in fox form but was seized by Luna Sutton, grabbing his tail: "Wait!"

Kian Sterling staggered slightly, turning back, his fox eyes full of urgency: "Luna, Father—"

"If you rush back that blindly, it’ll be suicide."

Luna Sutton tried to remain calm, "Since Nolan Sterling dares to act, he must have already seized control of The Royal City!"

Corbin Crowley’s silver gaze swept between the two, bluntly: "What Luna says has merit, though, Kian Sterling’s power now reaches the eighth rank, evolved into the Ten-Tailed Celestial Fox, his strength far surpasses before; even if Nolan Sterling controls The Royal City, with Kian’s current power, it may not be impossible to break through."

Having spoken, his gaze settled on Kian Sterling, "Here’s what we’ll do. You first return to Beast King City of the Lower Domain directly from Mount Veridia; it’ll be faster that way. As for us, we’ll return via The Endless Sea."

Though Mael Valerius was uncertain of the truth, he knew Luna wouldn’t dream of such matters for no reason.

Also clear to him was Luna’s unrest if she didn’t return to see for herself.

It’d be best to return, providing peace of mind. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

Stepping out of the cave, he transformed directly into dragon form: "No need for such trouble, climb on all of you, I’ll open the interrealm passage and take you back."