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Beast-Taming Phoenix Consort: Peerless Talisman Master

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Chapter 14: Bloodline Suppression, Challenging Above One's Level

Beast-Taming Phoenix Consort: Peerless Talisman Master

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Feng Luan cast a casual glance at Feng Qingqing on the ground and saw her glaring fiercely at her. Blood at the corner of her mouth dripped from her chin onto her pink long dress.

There was probably no one at the Feng Residence today. Otherwise, after such a huge commotion, her so-called elder uncle would have appeared by now.

Today's lesson would end here. She was eager to return and see whether she could establish contact with the Phoenix Token. She also needed to inscribe more talismans for protection—or take them to the auction.Full novel: Beast-Taming Phoenix Consort: Peerless Talisman Master — read the rest free on N​o⁠v​e⁠l​C⁠o​d⁠e​x⁠.​o⁠r​g⁠

Feng Luan had just lifted her foot when the gritted voice of the person behind her rang out.

“Little tiger!”

As soon as the words fell, a gigantic snow-white tiger with black stripes blocked Feng Luan's path. Its dark, gleaming pupils stared contemptuously at the tiny red figure, its nostrils pointing skyward as it exhaled scorching air, attempting to frighten Feng Luan.

A gentle breeze stirred, lifting her dark hair, which blazed like fire.

“Little tiger, bite her to death!” Feng Qingqing wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and viciously commanded her contract beast.

From childhood onward, she had always been the center of attention wherever she went.

She had never suffered such humiliation.

This was the humiliation of a lifetime! And the person who had humiliated her was actually the good-for-nothing she had always looked down on!

Today, she had to make Feng Luan die without a burial place! Otherwise, how could Feng Qingqing ever hold her head high again?

The White Tiger threw back its head and let out a deafening roar.

Feng Luan gazed thoughtfully at the White Tiger that regarded her with utter disdain, the lazy smile at the corner of her lips never fading.

Fourth-order white tiger king.

It was indeed quite challenging!

“Master, shall I help you?” Lin Yu's nervous voice appeared in Feng Luan's Sea of Consciousness. Feng Luan had ordered him to hide in the distance and forbidden him from coming out.

Now, the opponent was a Fourth-Rank tiger.

That made Lin Yu step forward and volunteer to help.

Feng Luan's narrow phoenix eyes curved with amusement. When faced with something stronger than herself, she enjoyed challenging it across ranks.

“No need. I'll play with it myself.”

As soon as she finished speaking, Feng Luan vanished from the spot. The White Tiger's senses were extremely sharp, and it quickly detected the red figure darting into the blind spot behind it.

The red hem of her skirt billowed in the air. Feng Luan clenched her fist and gathered spiritual power mixed with a portion of spiritual power into it. Layers of crimson flames wrapped around her fist.

She swung her fist.

The fist, originally as delicate and small as a steamed bun, grew larger and larger as it descended, until it was as huge as a vat, seemingly a meteor weighing tens of millions of pounds crashing down.

The White Tiger was no pushover. Although its body was cumbersome, its movements were agile, and it tried to dodge the fist quickly.

But when the spiritual power from that fist drew near, it felt fear—a dread that arose instinctively from within.

Its speed slowed by half a beat.

Boom!

A huge crater instantly appeared in the ground. Dust rose, and smoke obscured the eyes of the guards all around. The pungent smell of burning came from the crater, accompanied from time to time by sizzling sounds.

When the smoke dispersed, the crater was revealed, still flickering with sparks.

Several tufts of singed tiger fur drifted through the air.

Feng Qingqing was utterly shocked.

The White Tiger could feel that the fur on its back had been burned, yet it did not dare move. Its entire body trembled, robbed of the ability to act. The originally majestic tiger now wished it could curl itself into a ball.

The spiritual power contained in that fist just now...

It had exerted a suppression rooted in its very bloodline.

Could it be...

“Attack, little tiger! Tear this woman in half! Bite out her bones one by one!” Seeing little tiger curled up nearby and trembling in fear, Feng Qingqing was furious at its uselessness.

Feng Luan tugged lightly at the corner of her lips and cast a sidelong glance at Feng Qingqing.

“W-what are you doing! I’m warning you, if you kill me, my father will never let you off! My elder sister, Feng Xiaoxiao, is the owner of the Phoenix Divine Bone! She is the future Crown Princess!” When Feng Qingqing met those cold eyes, fear arose in her heart.

Feng Luan truly wanted to finish off Feng Qingqing and vent the original host's anger, but Feng Qingqing was not the one who had hurt her most deeply.

Besides, she did not intend to tear all pretenses apart just yet.

Feng Luan advanced toward Feng Qingqing one step at a time.

The other woman was so frightened that her face was streaked with tears. Her former arrogance had completely vanished, yet she still showed no remorse and frantically hurled the most vicious insults at Feng Luan.

Feng Luan paid no attention to it and merely spoke each word clearly.

“Go back and tell Feng Cheng that this Feng Family should be handed over now.”

“Oh, right. On your way, tell that lofty elder sister of yours that it is time to return what belongs to its original host. Otherwise, when her lie is exposed, she will plunge into the mud pit! If she refuses to return it, I will retrieve it myself.”

“The former Feng Luan is already dead, killed by more than ten years of torment at your hands. A life must be paid for with a life. From now on, I will settle every debt with you one by one.”

After Feng Luan finished speaking, she could feel the lingering obsession in the depths of the soul tremble faintly. It came from the original host's resentment.

“Rest assured. I will avenge you.”

Feng Luan murmured softly.

After hearing Feng Luan's voice, the depths of the soul slowly returned to tranquility, as silent as a stagnant pool.

After speaking, Feng Luan cast one more glance at Feng Qingqing, who could do nothing but glare fiercely at her, then turned and left.

After returning to the courtyard.

The moment she pushed open the door, she saw Feng Wu's tall figure in a black long robe. He stood by the entrance and naturally, with practiced ease, took the veiled hat from her hand and hung it on a pillar.

His stern face softened considerably the instant he saw Feng Luan. “You're back.”

Lin Yu: “.....”

Heaven knew how oppressive it was to stay in the same place as this black wooden man. Although they were separated by only one wooden hut, the powerful aura emanating from the other man was impossible to ignore.

It gave one the illusion of a coldness so intense it could suffocate.

Feng Luan lazily swept her gaze over that flawlessly handsome face. It was indeed extremely pleasing to the eye.

“Mm.”

It was as though she had gone out to earn money and support the family, dealt with some scum, and returned home to a beautiful, virtuous wife waiting for her.

Feng Wu: “Did something happen just now?”

His hearing was far beyond that of ordinary people. Moreover, with his formidable strength, as long as he was willing to send out a strand of divine sense to investigate the area within ten miles, he would know every disturbance clearly.

But this concerned Feng Luan, and he did not dare overstep his bounds.

Therefore, he could hear only fragments of what had just happened. He knew Feng Luan could certainly handle it, so he had not appeared.

Feng Luan did not take it to heart. “Nothing. I merely taught certain people the meaning of status distinction, and the difference between the direct and collateral branches.”

Feng Wu nodded, seriousness showing on his stern face. “If they have displeased you, I can annihilate them for you. You do not need to do it yourself.”

Feng Luan raised an eyebrow.

Those words were indeed heartwarming.

“No need. I prefer to do it myself.”

Hearing this, Feng Wu could not say anything more to interfere. Even repaying a debt of gratitude required both parties' willingness.

Feng Luan was tired after a hard day's work. Although the wounds on her body had rapidly healed considerably, she still needed more rest.

“I’ll rest for a while. Call me if anything happens.”

Leaving those words behind, Feng Luan gave Feng Wu only her back as she slowly walked inside.

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