Double Moon

Back in the lower realm, everything still moved as usual, albeit with some minor power struggle. Of course, the situation was just tense (there was no all-out war). A crucial deliberation ensued in the hall of the 24 seats of war.

"The immortal manipulator had not taken a shot after the earliest fight that she fought with that hunter: the SS-rank Hunter. Yet, these so-called human soldiers and the directors could deal damages to my wolves? Unacceptable!" Wei Xin (the wolf with metal bloodline art user.) spoke. He sat at the right flank of the arrangement and was also a mad and aggressive fellow. In the sitting configuration, twelve chairs on the right side, and twelve by the left; there was an authoritative chair in North. Wei Xin sat at the eighth position by the right. Everyone knew he was mad and aggressive—they would avoid his troubles (well, not because he was superior to them), no one had the time to take care of another person. At the same time, these people sitting according to numbers was not an indication for strength evaluation. The difference in strength with the number one person by the left or right is no different with the last person. Of course, individual strength and determination matter. After all, even if two people had equal strength, somehow, one person must emerge as the winner when they fight.

"Wei Xin, you are always impulsive. Do you think the wolves would have survived if they were arse like you?" Minzhe Shaoqiang (the wolf with the bloodline of invisibility) spoke. He was burly, tall, and had a stern face.

"Who are you calling stupid and irritating, Minzhe Shaoqiang? Do you think too highly of yourself? Are you high in the sky?" Wei Xin was not having any of that, and he was not polite either. Who's afraid of who?

Many of the twenty-four seats of war ignored them. Anyway, they knew it was more difficult to cure the disease of Wei Xin than to steal a dragon egg: he was powerful but reckless. All eyes gazed at the person who sat on the main seat. They knew why they gathered must not be a simple argument from a man who loved war and another that hated peace. So they were calm, they were patient, they were willing.

"Wei Xin, even if we brought the human to their knee, no one could satiate your hunger for destruction. Destroying that species is not too difficult, but they are the buffer zone between our wolves and the hunters. If we blatantly go forward to destroy them, we will face casualties. Moreover, it might not be simple as it looked on the surface." Wing Qiu, the tyrant wolf king, spoke. In front of the twenty-four seats of war, Wing Qiu was a lion, and they were a bunch of hyenas.

"Wouldn't it be best if one or two seats, move a finger to destroy them?" Wei Xin retorted, he was not about to give up. He knew he could free up his bone and feed his recently bored mind. Using those insignificant humans to fulfill this wish should be considered their blessing. So he had to insist on it.

Wing Qiu frowned. It was as though this thing he was saying was not getting through to this man. But unexpectedly, his eyes flashed with a sudden idea. "This week, the hunters would send out one or two elders to their warehouse that held that girl…what they call her… yes, Nuan Mei. It will be a bumpy ride, and they would put much effort into this demonstration.

The hunters might not have the time to pay attention to us because the immortal manipulator must surely be on their heel. You can go check out those humans."

"Emperor, I have a perfect idea that would stimulate their demise."

"Oh? What is it, Yaotin Weisheng?" This person just piqued the interest of Wing Qiu. Yaoting Weisheng: he is a shameless person that would employ any means to get the result he deserved (or so he think). His bloodline art focused on the glass body.

"The four Alpha king that had fallen would be reused to test the water. Even though they were currently working hard to stir up a plan to kidnap the little lady of the humans, they were bound to fail. So extending a hand to them would be the same as redeeming them. We could either take control of the humans by taking the child and much more or destroy them." Yaoting Weishing said without any hesitation.

After careful thought, Wing Qiu made up his mind: "Good! Good! Both of you (Yaoting Weisheng and Wei Xin) will handle it. The rest of you mount at your various warehouses and wait for the hunters. Remember, there might be a war on the northern region occupied by the wolves. But don't get involved in the struggle. The hunters will most likely try to guard against us, but we don't have their time now. Make sure to miss-direct their attentions." With that announcement, they concluded the meeting.

At the same time, in the large hall of the twelve elders of the hunter's family, the elders were discussing. Six people sat by each flank, and a man sat at the central chair in the hall. The man was naturally the hunter King.

"The emperor, that kid, Dai Geming, had taken some strong men from the community to god knows where he went. What are our plans against the wolves and the immortal manipulator?" Wei Ru (an elder with a golden staff level) spoke. He sat at the first chair at the top right flank. Everyone waited for the response of the emperor. After all, the situation called for concern. Anything can make them disappear from history. The hunters and wolves had been fighting both openly and secretly—they had to keep balance. However, one day, the superiority complex may overwhelm one of the parties, leading to the extinction of the other. The bridge between these superior beings had been humans.

"For that kid, leave him for the time being; he can take care of himself." Zhong Guangli said without pressure. However, the elders were not about to relax. They knew that such a person had to be restricted, or he would bring danger to all of them.. But who dares to voice this complaint.