Chapter 201: Chapter 199: Pig Calls Not only was he the vanguard of this decapitation mission, but he was also the main planner. At this moment, he was wearing a mink fur coat full of brown hair, a small felt hat on his head, and his face covered with black powder. He looked quite comical, completely different from the usually imposing patriarch. Everyone naturally had no objections. Even though the beasts were packed together, their massive bodies occasionally rudely bumped into others. But relying on their perfect control over their bodies, they could skillfully slip past without attracting attention. Some of the more intelligent spirits appeared puzzled upon seeing Lou Yi and the others’ strange appearances. However, Lou Yi and the others were sensitive to any gaze, and upon noticing, they would immediately change position, not giving the other side a second chance to look. Advancing like this from time to time, they quickly reached the center of the beast horde. The beasts here were much larger than those on the outskirts, and their eyes much more lively. Tigers, bears, leopards, wild wolves, and other large carnivorous beasts became increasingly prevalent. Lou Yi and the others crouched, breathing steadily, their mouths shut tight, daring not to make any extra sound. At this time, if they were discovered and besieged, even with their abilities, there would be a great risk of falling. But the more you fear something, the more likely it will happen. A black Wild Boar Spirit, with a body length of over two zhang and yellow tusks like large blades, swaggered over. It glanced at Lou Yi and the others suspiciously, then approached Old Master Xu, its large, grape-like black eyes fixed straight on him. Or rather, staring at Old Master Xu’s long white beard, almost dragging to his abdomen. "Oink... Oink..." It greeted Old Master Xu with the usual sound of a wild boar. Old Master Xu, expressionless, ignored it, maintaining the demeanor of a high-minded person detached from the world. "Oink...Oink...Oink..." This time, the Black Pig Spirit seemed annoyed, its voice more urgent than before. And it seemed to hold an unusual status among the beasts. In an instant, many animals turned around to look at Lou Yi and the others, slowly approaching. At this point, escaping was not an option. "Damn it!" Lou Yi really wanted to curse. Doing such a dangerous task, yet keeping such a long white beard, and still letting it hang outside, isn’t this causing trouble? Patriarch Fang and Chief Escort Lin’s faces also turned sour, muscles tensed, seemingly ready to flee at any moment. In the whirlpool center, Old Master Xu felt a nervousness long unfelt, his heart beating noticeably faster. "Quick, mimic the sound of pigs." Lou Yi suggested in a low voice. Upon hearing this, Old Master Xu’s face darkened. "Otherwise, our plan will surely fail, and if the City Lord asks, Old Xu, it’ll all be on you." Lou Yi said. "Oink... Oink... Oink!" The Black Pig Spirit’s eyes showed even more anger, its voice increasingly urgent, ready to explode. "Old Master, you have to endure this grievance right now." Patriarch Fang also joined in persuading. Chief Escort Lin remained silent, but his fiery eyes conveyed more than words ever could. The situation was pressing, and although Old Master Xu was very unwilling, for the plan and the bigger picture, he had to swallow the humiliation. "Oink... Oink... Oink..." He reluctantly let out low growls. The Black Pig Spirit’s anger eased a bit, continuing to communicate with Old Master Xu with ’oink’ sounds. Having mimicked the pig’s sound once, Old Master Xu relaxed mentally. He even stimulated his throat with True Strength, making his voice sound more like it, even adding some of the Black Pig Spirit’s tone. Though not understanding the meaning, he assumed this would make it more convincing. Sure enough, the Black Pig Spirit’s anger completely faded, happily howling a few times. Finally, it nudged its large, yellow mucus-filled nostril toward Old Master Xu. "Quick, nudge back." Lou Yi urged. The other two’s eyes conveyed encouragement. "In my seventy years, as Tai City’s foremost martial artist, when have I ever been so humbled?" Old Master Xu thought furiously, yet his head honestly leaned forward. ’Pop!’ After the Black Pig Spirit left, half of Old Master Xu’s face had turned yellow. Lou Yi clutched his stomach, his cheeks bulging, barely suppressing the laughter brewing inside. As for Patriarch Fang and Chief Escort Lin, their facial muscles twitched slightly. Fortunately, martial artists have excellent control over their bodies, so no sound was made. Only Old Master Xu stood motionless, his face wooden. "This beard is too dangerous." Lou Yi walked up beside him, pulled an axe from his chest, and deftly hacked off Old Master Xu’s flowing beard, tossing it on the ground like trimmed vegetable leaves. The originally elegant two-foot long beard now resembled a broken rat’s tail. "Good, very good." Old Master Xu’s eyes shot out an undisguised killing intent. "You’re welcome; respecting the elderly is a traditional virtue of Da Wei." Lou Yi waved nonchalantly. "Alright, let’s move on, time is of the essence." Fearing the two might start a fight, Patriarch Fang rarely took on the peacemaker role. They continued advancing further, this time more cautiously, fearing a repeat of the earlier embarrassment. Perhaps it was due to Old Master Xu shaving off his beard, but their luck seemed to improve. On the path ahead, nothing unexpected occurred, smooth sailing all the way. After wading through the dense beast crowd for about five or six miles, they finally reached a clear lake about an acre wide. On the lakeshore, seven enormous Wolf Demons were either standing or lying down. Each one had a large and a small head, bodies longer than two zhang, covered in long, tough hair, with tails whipping around like steel whips, occasionally emitting fierce whooshing sounds. Of these Wolf Demons, six were gray, and their target was in the very center, covered in red fur. According to the intelligence gathered in recent days, the Red-Furred Wolf Demon should be the true Beast King among the seven wolves, the only one capable of commanding the horde. If it could be slain, the beast tide would likely retreat. "Patriarch Fang, it’s time for you to make your move." Lou Yi said calmly. "Alright." Patriarch Fang nodded, "I will attack the nearest one and then escape eastward. You must seize the opportunity to kill the Red-haired Wolf in one strike. If we fail this time, we might not get another chance." After giving instructions, he was about to step forward. "By the way, Liu Yi." Patriarch Fang suddenly called out. "Hmm?" Lou Yi looked back at him. At that moment. ’Bang!’ Two white air columns crashed toward Lou Yi from the left and right. He dodged one, but the other struck him, sending his body flying! ...