Outside Of Time

Chapter 958 Hunger From the Red Moon’s Authority (1)

The parrot wailed inwardly but it didn’t dare to continue cursing. Instead, it cried and begged.

“Martial Uncle, I really can’t do it anymore. I can’t continue. Please spare me…”

Xu Qing glanced at the parrot.

“Martial Uncle, I, I… I relied on the feathers on my body to teleport. I’m still young and haven’t gotten married. Look, I don’t have many feathers on me. The other birds will laugh at me when they see me.”

The parrot cried. It wasn’t lying about this. It did rely on its feathers for teleportation, and in the past, it had always been very proud of its colorful feathers.

Occasionally encountering other birds, it would feel a sense of superiority, looking down on those oddities with mixed feathers.

From what it knew, it was the most beautiful bird in the world.

But now… as it looked at its bare body, grief and indignation filled its mind.

When Xu Qing heard this, he sensed the fluctuations of pursuit in the distance. He then swept his gaze across the remaining dozen or so feathers on the parrot’s body.

“Aren’t there a few left?”

His right hand continued to clench.

“I curse you a miserable death!” The parrot let out a blood-curdling cry and teleported again, disappearing into the white sandstorm with Xu Qing. A feather landed and turned into dust that was blown away by the wind.

At the next instant, Xu Qing’s figure appeared hundreds of kilometers away. Before the parrot could speak, Xu Qing squeezed again.

Miserable cries continued to echo…

After more than ten times, when there was only one feather left on the parrot’s body, Xu Qing finally shook off the pursuit of the strange race in the white wind with the help of the parrot.

He was less than 15 kilometers away from the edge of the desert.

In this location, the white wind was much thinner than deep within the desert, and the drifting dandelions became scarce as well.

Xu Qing heaved a sigh of relief.

As for the parrot, it now lay limp in Xu Qing’s hand, resembling a mass of flesh. Its expression was devoid of life, ashen, and its body had numerous small red spots.

Each of those small spots had once been a lush feather, but now… only a single feather remained, solitary, perched on its wing.

Looking at the only feather it had left, the parrot looked dazed. When it set off a few months ago, it never dreamed that this journey would bring it such an experience.

“Thank you.” Xu Qing glanced at the parrot and spoke softly.

It would have been fine if he hadn’t thanked it. Now that he said this, the parrot cried again.

“My feathers… How am I going to get married in the future? The other birds will definitely look down on me…”

Xu Qing thought that the parrot could be quite useful. He pondered whether he should have a chat with Wu Jianwu when he returned, perhaps borrowing it for several decades. However, he wasn’t sure if the parrot’s feathers would genuinely regrow. So, he offered some comforting words to it.

“It’s fine. They’ll grow back.”

“Although they will, it’s very, very slow…” The parrot continued to cry.

Xu Qing fell into deep thought.

As for the only feather on the parrot’s wing, it kept swaying. Ling’er’s heart softened when she saw this.

“Brother Xu Qing, it is quite pitiful. There’s only a feather left. We indeed didn’t consider its feelings.”

When the parrot heard this, it was touched. Just as it was about to nod, Ling’er sighed softly.

“This is actually even uglier. Why don’t we teleport again, Brother Xu Qing?”

When the parrot heard this, its eyes widened and it instantly flew into a rage as it screamed at Ling’er.

“Bats with chicken feathers, what kind of bird are you?”

“Got a big brother and a second brother, who are you!”

“Monkeys with diarrhea, your guts are all messed up!!”

The parrot only had one feather left. At this moment, its heart was directly touched by Ling’er’s soft-heartedness and it instantly went crazy.

Ling Er shrank back against Xu Qing’s collar and spoke softly, feeling a bit aggrieved.

“Brother Xu Qing, it’s so fierce but you can’t blame it. It’s still a child. I should have said something wrong…”

When the shadow heard this, it instantly spread out, enveloping the surroundings of the parrot and emitting an unfriendly aura.

The Diamond Sect’s ancestor flew out and locked onto the parrot.

The parrot shivered and felt even more grief and indignation. At that moment, the only thing it wanted was to hurry up and return to its father’s place. It missed its father.

Xu Qing raised his hand to gently pat Ling’er and ignored the parrot. Instead, he turned his gaze towards the distance, a dark glint flashed in his eyes. In that direction, he sensed a familiar fluctuation.

“Little Shadow.”

Xu Qing calmly spoke.

The shadow quickly swayed. After sensing it, its body distorted and the outline of an old man appeared on the ground. There were also two moons behind the old man, as though they were chasing after him.

“Li Youfei?”

Muttering to himself, Xu Qing remembered that he had left a shadow eye on the other person. The fluctuation he was sensing right now was indeed from him.

After pondering for a few breaths, Xu Qing moved closer to the source of the fluctuations.

Back then, Xu Qing chose not to kill Li Youfei. He left the shadow eye as a means of observation, and the other person had indeed proven to be consistent in character, with more righteousness than villainy. He had also not revealed Xu Qing’s whereabouts.

Hence, Xu Qing retracted his killing intent and let the shadow continue to observe while he immersed himself in studying the curse.

Now that they had crossed paths and Li Youfei was being pursued by Red Moon Shrine cultivators, Xu Qing decided to go and take a look. Most importantly, the opportunity to encounter two isolated Red Moon divine slaves was a rare one.

Xu Qing had already studied too many ferocious beast curses, and wanted to study the bodies of the shrine cultivators.

“According to my calculations in the past half a year or so, perhaps the Red Moon Shrine cultivators don’t have any curses in their bodies? Or maybe there are very few curses? And there’s a greater possibility that I can absorb them…”