The Wicked Female Is Wild and Scheming, Living in a Love Battlefield Every Day-Chapter 298 - 249: Master

As she gave the order, the elite warriors of the Phoenix Clan transformed into their true forms, spewing Phoenix True Fire toward the surrounding mountains and forests, igniting a blaze in an instant.

In a moment, the firelight shot up into the sky, illuminating the entire Sky-mist Canyon.

Amid the thick smoke, Great Shaman Ignis Fawkes suddenly pulled out a bone bell, slit his wrist, letting blood drip onto the bell as he frantically shook it, chanting, "Return, o soul—"

A chilling wind arose, and Celestia Fawkes’ decayed corpse trembled violently as a wisp of remaining soul was forcefully drawn out, twisting into a vague human form within the flames.

"Great Shaman... I hurt..."

The remaining soul let out a piercing wail.

"What on earth is that old witch up to?"

Luna Sutton hid behind an ancient tree a hundred meters away, internally questioning.

That looks like a soul summoning ritual, doesn’t it?

The system quickly confirmed her suspicion, lazily stating, "The old witch is indeed performing a soul summoning. Celestia Fawkes is the clan leader’s daughter; if she truly dies, the old witch will face severe consequences back home. Judging by the situation... seems like she’s aiming for a body possession."

"Possession?"

Luna Sutton suddenly felt a chill run down her spine, her whole body felt prickly as she exclaimed in shock, "The old witch knows how to do this?"

"Though the old witch is quite malevolent, she is still the Great Witch of the Phoenix Clan and possesses considerable skill, albeit through some sinister means."

The system gleefully added, "The host’s body is practically perfect, plus you’ve won Mael Valerius’ devotion, making it an ideal target for possession. Should the old witch successfully help Celestia Fawkes possess you, it could lead to the union of the Phoenix Clan and The Dragon Clan."

"Rubbish!"

Her face appeared extremely grim, "I’ll take care of that old hag first!"

At this moment, dark clouds gathered above the canyon, with Mael Valerius having transformed into a Torch Dragon, preparing to summon rain. Suddenly sensing something, he raised his dragon head towards the void, a puzzled look in his eyes: "Third Uncle?"

From the clouds, a giant azure dragon emerged, none other than Silas Valerius hidden in the shadows.

Silas Valerius, noticing Mael Valerius and moving even faster than him, exclaimed, "Get out of the way, kid, let the old man show you a trick or two!"

A torrential rain poured down, promptly extinguishing the blazing Phoenix True Fire.

The Phoenix Clan warriors looked up in shock, seeing the azure dragon shadow faintly visible amidst the clouds.

"The Dragon Clan?"

Lian Phoenix’s expression changed dramatically, transforming into a Fire Phoenix and flying to the night sky, emitting a sharp phoenix cry before furiously asking, "Silas Valerius, what’s your intention?"

The azure dragon tumbled within the clouds, its dragon roar causing fragments of rock from the canyon to fall: "Old man Lian Phoenix, bullying a small tribe in The Lower Domain, is that your idea of skill?"

Lian Phoenix soared up as a Fire Phoenix in the night sky, confronting the azure dragon, anger filling his phoenix eyes: "Silas Valerius, stay out of my business! The Wolf Tribe holds a grudge against my Phoenix Clan; today, they’ll be annihilated."

"A grudge?"

Silas Valerius sneered, "The little brat Celestia Fawkes brought it upon herself; who can be blamed? Your Phoenix Clan has quite the audacity, coming to The Lower Domain to cause a scene."

Luna Sutton looked up at the night sky, her gaze landing on the azure dragon rolling within the sea of clouds, instantly understanding that this must be the benefactor mentioned by the system.

Knowing that he was here to help The Wolf Tribe, she felt a sigh of relief.

Below, Great Shaman Ignis Fawkes heard the exchange with a face turning ashen, accelerating the shaking of the soul-summoning bone bell.

Celestia Fawkes’ remaining soul twisted and struggled in the fire, letting out a chilling wail.

"Great Shaman, save me quickly..."

Great Shaman Ignis Fawkes gritted his teeth: "Silas Valerius, are you initiating war between The Dragon Clan and my Phoenix Clan?"

The azure dragon spiraled within the clouds, its dragon whiskers flying: "Old hag, don’t pin that on me. Your Phoenix Clan is flaunting its power, not even sparing small tribes in The Lower Domain, how dare you talk about war!"

Torrential rain washed over the canyon, thoroughly extinguishing the remaining flames.

Lian Phoenix transformed into a Fire Phoenix, emitting a furious cry, with flames exploding towards Silas Valerius like a volcanic eruption.

"Watch out, Third Uncle!"

Mael Valerius’ dragon tail swung, ready to charge forward.

"Don’t interfere, kid!"

Silas Valerius swung his dragon claw, raising a great water curtain to block the encompassing flames.

The dragon and phoenix quickly engaged in combat mid-air, with fire and water intertwining, the rumbling echoing throughout the sky.

Almost simultaneously—

"Swish!"

An icy crystal pierced the air, precisely penetrating a Phoenix Clan warrior’s throat.

Corbin Crowley’s silver eyes were cold, bone wings spread out as he hovered mid-air, continuously shooting seven arrows from a bone bow.

Rhys Blackwood’s serpent tail, wrapped around poison-coated giant trees, swept across, knocking three Phoenix Clan warriors into the marshland.

Zeke Veridian’s fingertips danced with Wind Blades, his emerald eyes locked on the startled enemies.

"Boom!"

Malachi Arcanus’ Netherworld Dark Fire suddenly burst from the ground, scorching two Phoenix Clan warriors who screamed and rolled in agony.

Lyle Sutton, transformed into a giant wolf, seized the chance to strike at the closest Fire Phoenix, his sharp teeth viciously biting off its neck.

"Old witch, take this!"

The Priest’s bone staff suddenly burst with a green light, countless vines entangled Great Shaman Ignis Fawkes’ legs.

The scene quickly descended into chaos.

Great Shaman Ignis Fawkes staggered as vines bound her, nearly losing grip of the bone bell.

Her clouded old eyes suddenly locked onto a figure faintly visible within the dense fog.

"Found you..."

With a sudden hand gesture, Celestia Fawkes’ remaining soul screamed, lunging at Luna Sutton.

"Luna!"

Mael Valerius’ dragon eyes constricted, his hundred-meter-long dragon body diving down.

Yet Luna Sutton didn’t dodge or evade, suddenly enveloped by a transparent barrier, like an eggshell.

"Bang!"

The moment the remaining soul collided with the barrier.

Luna Sutton heard the system’s voice in her mind: "Malicious possession detected, automatically activating soul protection."

Celestia Fawkes’ remaining soul hit the barrier as if rebounding off a spring, instantly reflecting back, twisting in the void, dispersing, becoming increasingly transparent, letting out a piercing wail: "Ah—what is this?"

"A gift to send you off."

She stared at the remnant soul of Celestia Fawkes before her with a cold smile, knowing spells were useless against souls. Her spiritual power instantly condensed into a needle, about to thoroughly annihilate the remnant soul.

Suddenly, a scream came from the distance, "Stop—"

The Old Sorceress’s Crow Feather Cloak burst open, her scrawny hand grasping fiercely at the remnant soul.

Almost simultaneously, the hair on the back of her neck stood up.

Before Luna Sutton could turn around, her back was hit heavily, and she was knocked flying.

"Pfft!"

Blood spurted out instantly as she crashed to the ground in a sorry state.

She turned her head sharply, only to find that the one who ambushed her was an old man with terrifying aura.

The opponent was coldly laughing as he walked toward her, the Phoenix Fire swirling in his left palm.

It was none other than another Tenth Rank Tributor from The Phoenix Clan, Caelan Phoenix.

Over there, not far away in the dense forest.

"Luna..."

Corbin Crowley noticed the situation over there, his silver eyes flashing coldly, and his bone wings flung two attacking Phoenix Clan Warriors away.

He was about to go over to assist.

In the blink of an eye, three elite warriors of The Phoenix Clan simultaneously pounced on him.

The flames singed his fur, while his back and bone wings were torn by their sharp claws, blood dripping from the shocking wounds that revealed bone.

"Get lost!"

He roared furiously, shaking off the enemies, as the icy crystal shot from his third eye pierced through the brow of the nearest Phoenix Clan Warrior.

Rhys Blackwood also noticed, his heart urgent, but he was unfortunately entangled by a mass of flaming phoenixes.

He crushed two opponents with his serpent tail, yet his obsidian scales were burned black and peeled off under the Phoenix True Fire, unbearably miserable.

Zeke Veridian had just bitten through the throat of an ambusher, only to have his own abdomen torn open by another flaming phoenix’s claws, blood cascading out.

Ignoring the pain, he was about to rush to Luna Sutton’s side, when two more flaming phoenixes blocked him.

Malachi Arcanus, with his pitch-black wolf fur singed, ripped off chunks of flesh, yet didn’t retreat an inch, ferociously fighting against the flaming phoenixes.

Lyle Sutton, transformed into a giant wolf, bit through the enemy’s neck, just about to leap toward his daughter, only to be forced back by streams of fire.

The Old Wolf King’s forepaws were charred black, yet he still bared his teeth and charged forward.

Mael Valerius’s dragon body was swept aside by Silas Valerius’s tail: "Brat, don’t go over there, that old bastard Caelan isn’t someone you can handle."

"Get lost!"

Caelan’s giant flaming palm swatted Jago, who was trying to assist, away.

In a critical moment, a shadow pounced like lightning.

Malachi Arcanus’s sharp claws slashed across Caelan’s cheek, leaving three bloody marks on the face of the Tenth Rank Tributor.

"Beast!"

Caelan roared in fury, his flaming giant palm slapped viciously toward Malachi. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

The wrathful strike of a Tenth Rank powerhouse, even a Seventh Rank Peak Nether-dark Wolf like Malachi couldn’t withstand it, instantly knocked flying and slammed heavily against a tree trunk, sliding to the ground.

"Pfft!"

He spat a mouthful of blood, struggling to stand, yet utterly powerless, could only watch helplessly as Caelan stepped toward Luna Sutton.

"Malachi..."

Luna Sutton watched Malachi get knocked away, fuming, she climbed up, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, as vines darted like poisonous snakes from her palms, stabbing straight for Caelan’s eyes.

She knew she wasn’t Caelan’s match, even though she had reached the Qi Cultivation Seventh Layer.

But in the face of absolute power disparity, any skills were futile.

Still, one couldn’t just stand there and be pummeled, had to at least try.

"Tricks of little worth."

Caelan sneered, his fingertips’ flames instantly incinerating the vines.

The system suddenly reminded her in her mind, "Host! You still have two Spiritual Beast Contract Talismans in your backpack, surely you haven’t forgotten, right? Stick one on him? Taking a phoenix as a mount would be quite impressive later on."

Luna Sutton’s eyes brightened at the voice in her mind.

Right, weren’t there still two Spiritual Beast Contract Talismans? Hadn’t used them in so long, she had forgotten.

This old man clearly wasn’t a protagonist, probably not even a supporting character, presumably should be contractable successfully.

As Caelan’s second palm strike came crashing down, she rolled to evade the attack, discreetly retrieving a Spiritual Beast Contract Talisman with her blood-stained fingers from the system backpack.

"Pretty good at dodging."

Caelan sneered, his palm once again gathering Phoenix True Fire.

Under the reflection of the flames, he suddenly saw Luna Sutton’s bizarre smile at the corner of her mouth.

"What are you laughing at?"

Caelan felt a chill down his spine.

"Laughing because you’re about to become a dog."

Luna Sutton suddenly sprang up, her blood-stained palm clapped onto Caelan’s chest with a "smack."

The Spiritual Beast Contract Talisman instantly turned into a golden light and merged into his body.

Caelan was just about to mock, when he suddenly trembled all over.

He was horrified to find his body uncontrollably kneeling down, speaking words that even he found utterly shocking: "Caelan greets the master."

The battlefield fell into sudden deathly silence.

Everyone saw that Tenth Rank Tributor kneeling like a dog on the ground, addressing Luna Sutton as master.

"Good boy."

Luna Sutton wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, grabbed Caelan’s hair, forcing him to raise his head, "Go, kill that Old Sorcerer, and burn Celestia Fawkes’s soul to ashes."

Caelan frantically resisted internally, yet his body shot toward the Great Shaman Ignis Fawkes like an arrow released from a bowstring.

This scene left everyone dumbfounded, even forgetting to fight, completely puzzled by what had just transpired.