Volume 6: Stealing is Robbing Chapter 2: The Twin-Winged Violent Bear (Part II)

Three days later, when the first group of Tyrannosaurus Peak’s "Mad" clansmen left the Phantom Pirate Ship and entered the various bustling districts of Qingye Star, the entire planet erupted like a pot of boiling water. Even Kuang Chi and Jing’er, who had not left their hotel for days, could hear the faint, thunderous roars of what were now being called "Winged Violent Bears."

Kuang Chi and Jing’er were not particularly concerned with these recent events. Kuang Chi understood well that one must fight for their own living space. Especially for mutants like the people of Tyrannosaurus Peak, who were barely humanoid, he had done all he could; the rest was up to them.

Kuang Chi had become completely obsessed with the gourmet cuisine of Qingye Star. With a beautiful woman by his side, delicacies in his mouth, fine wine in his throat, and enchanting music in his ears, he could occasionally hear the beast roars from the air. Although he had experienced such comfort before, having spent over a decade on the primitive Forgotten Star, he cherished this tranquility even more.

On this day, as Kuang Chi and Jing’er sat in the restaurant laughing and enjoying their fifth meal of the day, they saw Duke Yelu approaching rapidly with a dozen men, his expression grave.

Finally, Duke Yelu walked alone to their table, sat down, and looked at Kuang Chi. "Young Master Kuang, trouble has arrived. I just received word that members of the Demon Sect have reached the planet."

Jing’er was stunned for a moment. "So soon?"

Duke Yelu looked around with a heavy face before continuing, "According to my reliable intelligence, this is only the first wave. The Demon Sect is very concerned about the appearance of the Phantom Pirate Ship. They have already mobilized a large number of experts who are currently on their way to Qingye Star."

Kuang Chi smiled and looked at Jing’er. "Did we bring too few men from Tyrannosaurus Peak? If we had brought a few hundred more, we wouldn't have to worry even if the Demon Sect sent Martial Venerable-level experts."

Duke Yelu chuckled. "Martial Venerable-level experts cannot be dispatched at will. Although the Devil Star Domain is a chaotic mix of forces, it is technically within the sphere of influence of the Divine Martial Palace, one of the seven great sects. If the Demon Sect sends other experts, the Divine Martial Palace might ignore it, but if a Martial Venerable appears, the first one to object will certainly be the Divine Martial Palace."

Duke Yelu added with a smile, "If a Demon Sect Martial Venerable really shows up, we can just have those guys from Tyrannosaurus Peak invoke the name of the Kuang family. The strength of your clan is not much lower than those seven great sects these days. I only recently learned that your family obtained the Starry Sky Sutra. With it, your clan is like a tiger with wings. Plus, there is your current relationship with the Sword Sect."

He paused, then continued, "Actually, even without mentioning the Kuang family, the strength of Tyrannosaurus Peak is already astonishing. Those guys now possess Divine Martial Beasts; their combat power is easily on par with 7th-level experts."

Hearing this, Jing’er was startled. "Uncle, are you saying they each possess the strength of a 7th-level expert?"

Duke Yelu nodded with a strange expression. "Indeed. The people of Tyrannosaurus Peak grew up fighting the monsters of Forgotten Star. Their training consisted of hunting monsters while searching for exiles. Only those of us who are exiles understand how terrifying their battle blades are. And now they have Divine Martial Beasts—the Winged Violent Bears are exceptionally powerful. Have you seen the news these past few days?"

Kuang Chi and Jing’er exchanged a look and shook their heads. Kuang Chi had done nothing but eat and cultivate, while Jing’er had spent her time with the various stylists sent by Duke Yelu.

Just as Kuang Chi was about to speak, a middle-aged man rushed toward their table and shouted, "My Lord, it's bad! They’ve clashed with the Giant Axe Security Company!"

Duke Yelu was shocked. Without a word, he grabbed the bewildered Kuang Chi and said, "Quickly, come with me! We cannot let them fight."

Inside the airship, Kuang Chi asked, puzzled, "Duke, what is going on?"

Duke Yelu sighed bitterly. "The Giant Axe Security Company is the largest security firm in the Universal Federation. They handle the safety of merchant ships for many large conglomerates. In chaotic places like the Devil Star Domain, their word often carries more weight than that of a planet’s governor. They claim to have tens of thousands of the latest frigates; while the exact number is unclear, their strength is certainly no less than that of some small nations."

He paused and added, "I suspect they are an affiliate of the Divine Martial Palace—one of the tools the Palace uses to collect wealth."

Soon, the airship arrived at the scene. It was a plaza in front of a large building. Over a hundred of the massive figures from Tyrannosaurus Peak were locked in a standoff with the security personnel, with several individuals from both sides arguing in the middle.

Kuang Chi did not disembark. Duke Yelu used his communicator to ask about the cause of the conflict, but he couldn't get a clear answer. Finally, seeing the Duke’s frustration, Jing’er said unhappily, "Enough, Uncle. If it’s unclear, let it be. Let them brawl. It’s just the Divine Martial Palace; I’ve never liked them anyway. A little lesson might do them good."

Duke Yelu looked at Kuang Chi, frowning. "The Divine Martial Palace is one of the seven ancient sects. It is best not to offend them if possible. Offending them always leads to major trouble." He paused again, then added, "Moreover, there is a Martial Venerable among the Divine Martial Palace’s permanent staff on Qingye Star."

"A Martial Venerable?" Kuang Chi’s interest was piqued. "Where is he?"

Duke Yelu shook his head. "I don't know. I only know there is one here to deter the Demon Sect, as they have always wanted to control this chaotic domain."

Jing’er chimed in, "Does our Empire’s True Martial Sect have no influence here at all?"

Duke Yelu shook his head. "The division of power among the sects is far more precise than that of the nations. Aside from groups like the Demon Sect, which have no fixed territory, the other sects strictly observe these boundaries and never cross into another's domain without cause."

Just then, the negotiations collapsed.

Following a loud roar, over a dozen men from the front of each side charged into the open space and began a fierce brawl. Neither side used their Divine Martial Beasts, and the Tyrannosaurus Peak fighters didn't even summon their blades. They fought hand-to-hand, smashing into each other with gusto. After the initial skirmish, the rest of the groups stepped back, clearing a larger space.

After another quick inquiry, Duke Yelu said to Kuang Chi with a bitter smile, "Young Master, do you know why they are fighting?"

"Tell me," Kuang Chi urged.

"They are fighting over a pet," Duke Yelu replied, shaking his head. "One of the guys from Tyrannosaurus Peak went to the underground pet center and found a pet. It turned out a high-level manager from the Giant Axe Security Company had his eye on the same one. The Tyrannosaurus Peak guy got angry and gave the manager a sound beating. That’s how it started."

Kuang Chi was stunned. "Those human-shaped monsters are buying pets? That’s strange. Which one of those big guys was it? If he’s showing progress, we should commend him."

Duke Yelu chuckled. "Heaven knows. Those guys from Tyrannosaurus Peak all look the same—just fur and more fur. Unless they state their names, no fool could tell who is who."

Jing’er laughed, "A group of experts fighting over a pet—that’s amusing. I want to see what kind of creature could catch the interest of those brutes."

As they spoke, the fighters reached a breaking point, and one by one, they merged with their Divine Martial Beasts. Dust filled the plaza. The evenly matched sides weren't just fighting; they were tearing the plaza apart. The Tyrannosaurus Peak disciples transformed into Winged Violent Bears, and the fleshy wings on their backs were not merely decorative—they allowed them to hover in short bursts.

Even now, they hadn't drawn their blades, and their opponents hadn't used weapons. They were still fighting hand-to-hand, but the opponents’ diverse Divine Martial Beasts were far inferior in aura compared to the uniform Winged Violent Bears—especially given the blood-red, dagger-like claws on the bears' massive palms.

Just as both sides were about to escalate, a thunderous shout echoed through the air. Everyone then noticed a young, handsome man silently floating above the plaza. His mere presence exerted an immense mental pressure on everyone who looked at him.