Mushroom Man

Chapter 183 My sister-in-law is alluring, still charming (Seeking monthly votes)
Inside the large cowhide tent.

Two distinguished men sat on the ground, exchanging toasts.

These two men were clearly the eldest and second young masters of the White Horn Tribe.

The young master is a high-ranking third-stage cultivator, tall and strong, with a robust physique, bare-chested and with disheveled hair.

On one half of his face was a gruesome scar caused by a burn.

He looked fierce and extremely tough.

The burn scar on the young master's face was caused when he was fighting a rogue cultivator in his early years, and the cultivator accidentally smeared his face with hot water.

Afterwards, the hot-tempered young master directly tore that rogue cultivator apart with his bare hands in the octagonal arena.

After this battle, the young master became infamous and earned the nickname "Little Tyrant".

In the current White Horn tribe, if we were to say who is most likely to succeed the chieftain, the eldest son would have a 50% chance.

Of the remaining 50%, 40% belonged to the second young master, and the remaining 10% belonged to that good-for-nothing third young master.

The second young master is neither as fierce as the eldest young master, nor as handsome as the third young master.

He was dressed in a wolf skin, had an unremarkable appearance, and was not particularly robust.

His cultivation level was also at the third stage, but only at the initial stage.

Even so, no one in the White Horn Tribe dared to offend this second young master.

The second young master appears to be low-key, but in reality he is ruthless and vindictive.

Anyone who offends him will suffer the consequences, ranging from losing a finger or arm to losing their family and life.

If the eldest young master is the tiger that guards the mountain, then the second young master is the vicious wolf that will bite you unexpectedly.

"Damn it, this wine isn't enjoyable at all!"

The young master drank a whole jar of strong liquor and then smashed it to the ground.

He was clearly angry and in a bad mood.

"Haha, brother, calm down."

"Isn't it just that your third brother stole your dog's body?"

"Even if my third brother snatches away a mere three-turn hairy zombie, he still can't compete with my eldest brother."

A hint of schadenfreude flashed in the second young master's eyes, but he then laughed and, out of consideration for the young master, advised him to calm down.

However, his attempt to persuade the young master only made him angrier.

Just listen to a "bang"!
The young master slammed his hand on the table, causing the wine and meat to shake violently.

"Damn it, do you think I'm angry over a hairy zombie?"

"It's just a mere hairy dog, we can just give it up."

"What really angers me is that our third brother is increasingly disregarding me, his eldest brother."

"He stole my dog, and didn't even bother to come and pay his respects. We sent someone to invite him, but we couldn't even find him."

“If Father hadn’t made it clear beforehand that we brothers were not allowed to kill each other, I would have definitely taught my third brother a lesson.”

The eldest son grew angrier and angrier as he spoke, cursing and swearing.

Seeing this, the second young master's eyes flashed with disdain, and he sneered inwardly.

What is your hairy stiffness?

If he remembered correctly, wasn't it his third brother who discovered the hairy zombie first?

If it weren't for that slut, Madam Red, telling you about the hairy zombie.

I'm afraid you don't even know about this.

But that's fine too. As long as you don't get that hairy zombie, I still have a chance to compete for the leader position.

No matter how powerful that hairy zombie is, it's at most a third-tier combatant. In the hands of that good-for-nothing, it can't cause any trouble.

But if it falls into your hands, I'll be in big trouble...

The second young master suppressed his thoughts and naturally wouldn't be foolish enough to say those words aloud.

He laughed and grabbed a jar of strong liquor, saying, "Alright, alright, we're all brothers, there's no need to get so worked up."

"My third brother is probably busy refining that hairy zombie, which is why he hasn't come to see you and me."

"Everyone wants to advance, and I imagine Third Brother also values ​​the position of leader; that's only human nature."

Upon hearing this, the young master snorted coldly, suppressing his anger.

After gulping down a large mouthful of wine, he finally spoke, "Giving Mao Jiang to Third Brother with his meager cultivation is a waste."

"So many years have passed, and I'm still stuck at the second job advancement."

"How could a second-level mushroom master afford to wield a third-level zombie?"

The young master shook his head, his face full of regret as he spoke.

"It would be a terrible waste for that hairy zombie to fall into his hands."

"That third brother has no sense of the big picture at all; he only cares about himself."

"If he were to give me the Mao Jiang, with my strength and cultivation, plus the help of a three-turn beast, I might be able to easily defeat the Black Horn Tribe."

"When I win the Eight-Cornered Holy War, I will become the leader of both tribes."

"My third brother will have everything he wants by then, but he's ungrateful and insists on going against me at this crucial moment!"

The young master looked at him with a disappointed expression, his words carrying an air of utter self-righteousness.

The second young master chuckled twice, unsure how to respond to the conversation.

Just then, a beautiful, gentle voice drifted over.

"Oh dear, brother, you've really hit the nail on the head!"

“That three-turn hairy zombie, falling into my husband’s hands, is indeed a waste of a precious thing.”

"If Mao Jiang were left to our eldest and second eldest brothers, he might be able to lead our White Horn Tribe to surpass the Black Horn Tribe."

"At that time, the two tribes will merge into the Holy Horn Tribe, and the people of my Black Horn Tribe will be the great chief..."

Upon hearing this, the eldest and second young masters immediately looked in the direction of the sound.

Then, Lady Red slipped into the tent, adding a touch of allure to the otherwise overly masculine space.

"Oh?"

"What brings you here, sister-in-law? You're looking for us brothers?"

"Hasn't your sister-in-law been having a great time with your third brother lately, and doesn't want to leave the main tent?"

Upon seeing 'Madam Red', the young master couldn't help but raise his dragon head.

He swallowed hard, suppressing his anger, and spoke with a hint of resentment. 'Madam Red' glared at him, annoyed.

"Brother, you just know how to make fun of me."

"I've come to bring you good news."

The sight of 'Madam Red' aroused the young master's anger.

Even the second young master couldn't help but lick his lips.

The two brothers hadn't had a proper meal with their younger brother and sister-in-law in a long time.

The girls in Bajiao Mountain, though they were all quite pretty, none of them could compare to 'Madam Red'.

Moreover, 'Madam Red' is their sister-in-law...

This kind of stimulation is something no other woman can provide.

"Haha, what good news could be more important than your sister-in-law?"

"Sister-in-law, don't play tricks on me, or I'll have to punish you properly on behalf of my third brother."

The young master couldn't resist any longer. He reached out and grabbed 'Madam Red's' fair and delicate arm, pulling her into his arms.

"what!"

Caught off guard, 'Madam Red' cried out in surprise.

She was a weak woman; how could she possibly withstand the strength of the young master?

Lady Red's legs gave way, and she collapsed into the young master's arms.

In an instant, the young master's masculine aura, mixed with the strong smell of alcohol, wafted over.

Lady Red blushed, her delicate appearance was incredibly alluring, making one want to devour her.

Seeing this, the second young master felt both jealous and envious.

Why does this slut seem even more alluring than before?
"Big brother, stop fooling around~"

"Great news!"

'Madam Red' feigned anger and struggled to her feet.

The young master, still feeling the lingering warmth in his arms, smacked his lips, somewhat reluctant to leave.

"Tsk, my sister-in-law is still as charming as ever after just a few days..."

"Well, what's the good news? Just tell me, sister-in-law."

Lady Red straightened her slightly disheveled clothes before speaking, "I've come here today because of the matter of the hairy zombie."

"After this period of time, through my whispers in your pillow, my husband has come to see reality."

“Now, my useless husband has decided to give up the Eight-Cornered Holy Fight and stop dreaming of competing with my two brothers for the position of leader.”

"As for the hairy dog ​​that my husband has, it's no longer of any use, so I'm thinking of selling it to my two older brothers."

Lady Red seemed afraid that the young master would make another move and cause her to lose her virginity.

Without further ado, he went straight to the point and stated his purpose.

After she finished speaking, she clapped her hands and called out to the outside, "Iron Slave!"

As soon as 'Madam Red' finished speaking, the Iron Slave carried in a black coffin.

The Iron Slave remained silent, fulfilling his duty faithfully.

In front of the two young masters, he lifted the black coffin.

In an instant, the Bone Immortal, with his eyes tightly closed, came into everyone's view.

He exuded a dense aura of death, the aura of a peak third-stage cultivator, which rushed towards the eldest and second young masters.

Even someone as powerful as the young master couldn't help but feel a sense of extreme danger.

The second young master felt a chill run down his spine and his scalp tingle.

However, the two were not afraid; on the contrary, they were overjoyed and their faces were full of happiness.

"What? Such a good thing!"

"Third brother actually gave up?"

The two of them chatted back and forth, and couldn't help but stand up.

This time, they didn't even look at 'Madam Red' anymore; they all surrounded Master Bone, scrutinizing him from all angles.

The young master had met Master Bone in the black market beforehand.

At that time, the aura that Master Gu displayed was sometimes strong and sometimes weak, and it was far less powerful than it is now.

A zombie at the peak of the third tier!

If we get our hands on this, wouldn't the Eight-Cornered Saint Fight be a sure thing?

"Haha, great, great, this is really good news!"

"Those who know when to yield are the wise ones; my third brother certainly didn't disappoint me."

"No, that's not right. It's all thanks to my sister-in-law's pillow talk. Otherwise, how could my third brother have changed his mind so easily?"

The young master was so excited that he forgot himself and casually patted the 'Red Lady's' plump buttocks, causing waves of flesh to ripple.

The little Red Lady's body couldn't withstand such a powerful slap from the mushroom master.

She winced in pain, her brows furrowing, and she could barely stand.

Fortunately, the second young master reacted quickly and caught her.

"Brother, you're too rough with your hands. How can your wife take it?"

"And don't be too happy, brother. Your sister-in-law hasn't said yet what price your third brother wants to sell this hairy dog ​​for."

The second young master took the opportunity to put his arm around 'Madam Red' and shamelessly took advantage of his younger brother and sister-in-law.

The young master slapped his forehead, looking annoyed.

"Damn it, I got carried away and forgot that my sister-in-law isn't one of those big, burly old women from the tribe."

"Don't be offended, don't be offended. Sister-in-law, please tell me quickly, what price does Third Brother plan to sell this hairy zombie for?"

“I am quite wealthy, and it should be more than enough for me to buy this hairy dog.”

Lady Red subtly slapped away the Second Young Master's groping hand.

She clutched her swollen, upturned buttocks, enduring the sharp pain, and said with a forced smile, "My useless husband said..."

"If you really want it, brother, it's 20,000 silver coins, no bargaining!"

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