Time rewound to a stick of incense before.
Niu Erhua had only just become chieftain of the Manniu Clan a few days ago, yet she was already beloved by her people. The clan basked in peace and harmony—until Nangong Jingtang’s arrival shattered it all.
As soon as Nangong Jingtang appeared, she strode straight into the Manniu Clan’s territory. Naturally, the demonic beasts of the clan would not allow such intrusion and rushed forward to block her path. What they could never have anticipated was the sheer power she wielded—far beyond any bounds.
Alone, she fought her way from the outskirts all the way to the front of the grand hall, as if no one stood in her way. Only when Niu Li and several other Demon King Realm experts stepped forward did she pause—though only momentarily before each of them fell one by one.
Only Niu Li remained on his knees, barely conscious and utterly spent. Such terrifying strength exceeded even his worst imaginings. He struggled to rise but found himself unable to move—each muscle screaming in agony. All he could do was cling to his resolve: if he collapsed here, what would become of the chieftain?
As Niu Li fought to push himself up once more, a small hand settled gently on his shoulder. Turning his head, he saw none other than Chieftain Niu Erhua herself.
“Uncle Niu,” she urged softly, “you’ve done more than enough. As chieftain, I cannot stand by and let you all perish here.”
In that instant, the petite Niu Erhua seemed to grow into her role. She stepped forward and looked up at Nangong Jingtang with steely calm.
“I am Niu Erhua, chieftain of the Manniu Clan. Are you seeking me?”
Since her arrival had been marked only by that first demand, no one truly knew who she sought—but in the present chaos, only Niu Erhua had introduced herself. Naturally, Niu Erhua assumed she was the target.
Nangong Jingtang bent her posture slightly; a chill flickered through her icy gaze. “I am not seeking you. But you bear his aura—tell me, where is he?”
Niu Erhua froze, utterly baffled by the question. Before she could respond, a gale swept in. In a blink, she was flung a hundred meters away, landing at Yue Wanqiu’s side.
“Aunty Yue Wanqiu!” Niu Erhua cried. “What happened? Who is that woman?”
Yue Wanqiu’s voice was crystalline and cold. Only yesterday she ★ 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ★ had gone out gathering rare herbs; she returned today to find the territory torn by battle and the Grand Protector Niu Li grievously wounded. She had rushed to Niu Erhua’s side and pulled her away to safety.
“Aunty Yue Wanqiu,” Niu Erhua panted, “I don’t understand—this woman stormed into our territory and spoke strange words I couldn’t grasp!”
Yue Wanqiu frowned, pondering. Strange words? Could it be she came because of Niu Erhua’s Seven-Colored Divine Ox constitution?


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