Ye Qiu’s face was full of shock.
He had not expected that the cyan lotus would not only effortlessly destroy an imperial artefact but also slash the Wuji Heavenly Venerable’s physical body into a bloody mist.
After all, the Wuji Heavenly Venerable was a Saint King!
“This dog thing is finally going to die.” The Long-Browed Real Person laughed excitedly.
However, the next second, the cyan lotus unexpectedly returned atop the golden coffin, without killing the Wuji Heavenly Venerable’s primordial spirit.
Seizing this opportunity, the Wuji Heavenly Venerable’s primordial spirit escaped through the spatial fissure.
“Strange. It clearly could have killed that dog thing. Why let him go?”
The Long-Browed Real Person could not understand it.
Clearly, the cyan lotus was invincible. If it had intended to eliminate the Wuji Heavenly Venerable, he would surely have perished in body and dao. Yet at the critical moment of life and death, the cyan lotus chose to show mercy.
“Perhaps out of consideration for the human race lineage, it spared his life!” the little white fox sighed.
“Cutting weeds without removing roots, they grow again in the spring wind.” The Long-Browed Real Person said with deep regret, “The Wuji Heavenly Venerable has suffered such a great loss this time, and lost an imperial artefact too. He will definitely hold this grudge against the demon race.”
“With his immense cultivation, if he returns with full force, the demon race will face a crisis of annihilation.”
Elder Bear smiled. “No need to worry. With this coffin here, no one can harm the demon race.”
After speaking, Elder Bear’s primordial spirit knelt before the golden coffin, “thump thump” kowtowing several times loudly.
The little white fox knelt as well, kowtowing to the golden coffin. She said gratefully, “Thank you.”
Buzz!
The golden coffin trembled lightly. Dense mist spread overwhelmingly. A cyan lotus appeared high in the sky, releasing strands of emerald light that fell upon the protective clan array.
In an instant, the cracks that had appeared on the protective clan array were repaired.
Soon, the mist dispersed. The cyan lotus also returned atop the golden coffin.
Ye Qiu clearly saw the cyan lotus drill into the golden coffin and disappear.
Immediately afterwards, the golden coffin converged its radiance, rapidly shrinking. Like lightning, it drilled back into Ye Qiu’s right eye.
Ye Qiu quietly examined it and found the golden coffin resting deep in his pupil, motionless.
“This golden coffin is too powerful. Will it not bring me trouble?”
Ye Qiu felt some worry. He could not help asking the little white fox, “What exactly is the origin of this golden coffin?”
The little white fox replied, “It is the supreme opportunity from the Mountain of Immortality.”
Ye Qiu rolled his eyes. Was that not nonsense?
“What about that cyan lotus? Is it a heavenly material or earthly treasure? But even if it is, how could it have such immense power?” Ye Qiu asked again.
The little white fox put away her smile and said, “This matter involves great karma. Your cultivation is too weak now. It is best you do not know.”
“But…” Ye Qiu wanted to ask more. Just as he spoke, the little white fox called out.
“Come forth!”
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
More than a dozen figures rushed out from deep in the mountain range. Each had powerful auras and varied appearances.
“Greetings to the Lord!”
The dozen figures knelt on the ground, their attitudes extremely respectful. It was clear that the little white fox not only held supreme status in the demon race, but these fellows were also particularly loyal to her.
“Lately, things have been unsettled. You must increase patrols, day and night.”
“Additionally, gather intelligence to guard against contingencies.”
“All of you, be on full alert. No mistakes.”
The little white fox’s voice carried thick majesty, like a queen holding power over life and death.
“Yes!”
The dozen figures accepted the orders and turned to leave.
“Elder Sheep, stay a moment.” The little white fox suddenly spoke.
One of the departing figures quickly returned, kneeling before the little white fox. He asked respectfully, “Lord, do you have further instructions?”
“Stand up!” the little white fox said.
“Thank you, Lord.” Elder Sheep stood.
Ye Qiu observed him and found Elder Sheep over three metres tall but slender, hunched like a bent bamboo pole. His face was crisscrossed with wrinkles, with a long white beard on his chin and a pair of pitch-black curved horns on his head.
“Could his true form be a sheep?”
Ye Qiu wondered.
The little white fox said, “Elder Sheep, Elder Bear is injured and needs quiet recuperation for a time. From now on, all matters in the clan, large and small, are entrusted to you for full handling.”
Elder Bear added, “Old Sheep, it is hard on you.”
Elder Sheep said respectfully, “To share the burden for the Lord and Elder Bear is my honour.”
The little white fox pointed at Ye Qiu and the Long-Browed Real Person. “Elder Sheep, this is Ye Changsheng and Daoist Long-Brow. They are my friends.”
Elder Sheep looked at the two and smiled faintly. “The demon race has not hosted human friends for many years. Welcome, both of you, as guests in the demon race.”
Seeing the little white fox entrust clan affairs to Elder Sheep, the Long-Browed Real Person knew Elder Sheep held high status in the demon race. Intent on making friends, he smiled and said, “Elder Sheep, no need for politeness. We are all friends.”
“My little brat and I are new to the demon race and unfamiliar with the place. In future, we will inevitably trouble you.”
“Please…”
Before he finished, Elder Sheep said, “Rest assured. Since you two are friends of the Lord, I will take care of you.”
The Long-Browed Real Person’s smile grew wider. He asked, “Elder Sheep, does your demon race have…”
“Yes!” Elder Sheep nodded with a smile.
The Long-Browed Real Person was somewhat surprised. “You know what this poor Daoist wants to ask?”
Elder Sheep smiled. “Daoist, you want to ask if our demon race has divine medicines, right? We do.”
The Long-Browed Real Person asked puzzledly, “This poor Daoist has not yet spoken. How did you know?”
Elder Sheep smiled faintly. “I also know that in your heart, Daoist, you are thinking whether the demon race has fair-skinned, beautiful female demons with ample bosoms and long legs.”
Instantly, the Long-Browed Real Person’s old face turned red. He wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
How utterly embarrassing.
The little white fox and Elder Bear laughed loudly.
“Daoist, our demon race has many beauties. If you need, I can find a few for you.”
Elder Sheep said, “Especially the females of the fox clan. Each is as beautiful as a flower, with exceptional figures. They excel in music, singing, and dancing, and are very skilled at serving others.”
“No need, no need.” The Long-Browed Real Person waved his hands hurriedly. He leaned close to Ye Qiu’s ear and whispered, “Little brat, this Elder Sheep is somewhat eerie. He seems able to guess what I am thinking.”
At that moment, the little white fox explained, “Elder Sheep has cultivated a divine ability called Other-Hearts Communication. With one glance, he can know what others are thinking in their hearts.”
Is that not mind-reading?
Ye Qiu felt curious and asked, “Elder Sheep, can you read anyone’s thoughts, no matter who?”
Elder Sheep smiled. “Below Saint realm, no problem. As for Saints, it can be tried.”
“Then what is she thinking?” Ye Qiu pointed at the little white fox.
Elder Sheep glanced at the little white fox and blurted out, “The Lord is thinking whether or not to…”
