"There's really another eighth-level fox demon?"
"Meow, meow, meow." The civet cat nodded vigorously.
"Then you came out so late at night to scare people. Don't tell me … you're trying to stop people from going out of town, in case they encounter the fox demon?"
"Meow, meow, meow." It nodded frantically. "They'll be caught by the fox demon if they go out. I've tried very hard to stop people from going out of town, meow."
Holy shit, it's true! No wonder the people who saw the demon were either merchants or hunters.
"You're a civet cat. Why didn't you go eat fish? Why did you eat someone's chicken?" Lonemoon rolled his eyes at the demon. He had heard from Xi Qiu that the people who died had deep claw marks on their bodies, and the wounds were thin and long. Most of the poultry lost in town were chickens, so he guessed that it might be a fox demon. He had never thought there would be two demons.
"But … but the chicken is delicious, meow," the civet cat replied weakly.
"Mm." Shen Ying nodded in agreement. "I love to eat chicken too!"
"You're a foodie, is there anything you don't like?" Lonemoon glared at Shen Ying. "Which side are you on … wait, what are you picking up?"
Shen Ying's hand froze. "Uh … out of habit, I want to loot?" Who doesn't want to loot when eating chicken?
"…" Loot your ass. Do you think this is a game? You just want to pick up money, don't you? I saw you putting it in your pocket. "Put the gold down!"
"Tsk, stupid teammate."
"What did you say? I dare you to say it again."
"Master." Yi Qing silently stepped forward and reminded him, "Gold is meaningless to cultivators."
Lonemoon heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the intelligence of a sword immortal was still there.
"Cultivators all use spirit stones for transactions. Why don't …" He suggested seriously, "let the civet cat exchange it for spirit stones."
"Good idea!"
Lonemoon: "…"
Enough! Are the two of you here to subdue the demon or to extort!
— — —
On the first day of the trial, the demon was caught, but the matter was not resolved.
Lonemoon had a headache. An eighth-level fox demon was equivalent to a late-stage Golden Core cultivator. It was obvious that this batch of disciples could not deal with it. That demon could only be dealt with by him or Yi Qing. But the outside world was so big, where could they find a fox demon?
"What does that fox demon want from you?" Shen Ying, who was squatting by the side and watching the show, suddenly poked the civet cat beside her.
The civet cat stiffened for a moment. It had been trying its best to appear well-behaved, and the only thing missing was the word "house cat" written on its face. Its upright body tilted slightly, and its expression became flustered. Its big round eyes darted left and right, looking as if it wanted to say something but didn't dare.
Lonemoon's expression turned cold. Only then did he remember this problem. That's right, the civet cat had said that it had entered the town to prevent the demon fox from stealing its things. What was so special about it that even a Rank 8 fox demon had to snatch it?
"Tell me honestly, what do you have on you?"
"I … I …" The civet cat shuddered at the look in Lonemoon's eyes. He hesitated for a moment before gritting his teeth and saying, "I … I'm actually acting on the orders of our clan leader. To … to congratulate the Myriad Demon King on his advancement. What the fox demon wants to snatch is … my congratulatory gift — the Violet Glowing Lingzhi! "
"Violet Glowing Lingzhi!" Lonemoon was shocked. That was a supreme-grade spirit herb that matured only once in ten thousand years. Not only was it a divine healing medicine, but it could also be used to refine a ninth-grade Nascent Formation Pill, which could increase a cultivator's chances of forming a Nascent Soul by fifty percent. Even the Blackheaven Sect might not be able to produce one or two stalks of it.
So the fox demon wanted to refine a Nascent Formation Pill to become a Rank 10 Demon King. Was that why it wanted to snatch it? Then why did it kill people and take their hearts?
Also, when did the Demon Realm have a Myriad Demon King? Ordinary Demon Kings were all Rank 10, which was equivalent to the Nascent Soul stage. The Myriad Demon King was Rank 12, which was equivalent to the Soul Formation stage.
"Great Immortals, I really have no choice but to meow meow. Please let me go." The civet cat kowtowed heavily to the few of them. "The Myriad Demon King's advancement ceremony is in seven days. If I'm late, our clan leader will skin me alive."
"Alright, alright, we don't want to interfere in your business." Lonemoon did not want to be entangled with this little civet cat demon anymore. He waved his hand and said, "On account that you didn't hurt anyone, let's go. You're not allowed to go out at night and scare people anymore! As for that fox demon, I'll go and settle the score with it. Wait a few days before you leave the town, in case you get robbed again. "
"Thank you, Great Immortals." The civet cat nodded obediently. "Don't worry, everyone. I've already hidden the gift. Even if the fox demon enters the town, it won't be able to find …"
Before it could finish speaking, there was a rumbling sound from above. The entire sky above the town suddenly distorted. There was a crack. The transparent array that was originally covering the sky suddenly broke into thousands of pieces, turning into specks of fluorescent light that fell down.
"Protective array!" Lonemoon was shocked. Someone had forcibly broken through the array.
"There's demonic Qi!" Yi Qing frowned. After saying that, he turned and flew toward the east side of the town on his sword.
"Could it be that the fox demon has come? Shen Ying, help … Eh? Where's she? " Lonemoon was just about to instruct her to keep an eye on the other disciples when he realized that the person who had been sleeping beside him just now had disappeared. And … she even took the civet cat with her!
Holy shit, when did she leave?!
Lonemoon looked in the direction of the demonic Qi. He had no choice but to raise his hand and set up a few layers of array to protect the entire inn. Then, he turned to the disciples and said, "You guys wait here for a while. Remember not to walk out of the array easily. We'll be back soon."
With that said, he flew in the direction Yi Qing had gone.
The place they were going was not far. It was just at the east side of the town. It was originally a deserted place, overgrown with weeds, but there was a dry well in the middle of it.
At this moment, a red shadow flew out of the dry well. It was very tall and its red fur was so red that it looked like it had been dyed with blood. Its nine fiery red tails were waving wildly in the air.
It was actually the Nine-Tailed Blood Fox!
Yi Qing's sword flew out first, directly intercepting the Blood Fox's escape route.
"Meow's gift!" A cry of surprise came from behind. Yi Qing subconsciously looked back, only to find that Shen Ying had also come over with the civet cat. Taking a closer look, the fox demon was indeed holding a rectangular box in one of its tails.
The fox demon had done this on purpose. It had long discovered that they had entered the town and knew where the civet cat had hidden the treasure. So, it had beaten them at their own game. It had let the civet cat distract their attention, then took the opportunity to break through the protective array and come in to steal the treasure!
However, it probably had not expected that there would be Nascent Soul or even Soul Formation cultivators here. That was why it had been discovered.
Roar …
That huge blood fox suddenly roared. Ignoring the sword array that Yi Qing had set up, it swept its nine tails directly towards the sword peak. Two of its tails were instantly cut off, but it still managed to forcefully rush out of the sword peak and escape into the distance despite being drenched in blood.
Yi Qing was stunned for a moment. Even Lonemoon, who had caught up, was stunned. He did not expect the fox demon to be so reckless.
"Chase!" Shen Ying said. She was the first to run in the direction of the fox demon. Her figure flashed, and by the time she reacted, only a trail of dust was left behind.
Only then did the remaining two people chase on their swords. They could still faintly see the figure in front of them, so fast that it was almost impossible to catch up with it.
Lonemoon: "…" She was running, right? She was really running, right? If she could run so fast, why did she usually have to rub against other people's swords!
Yi Qing: "…" Master is indeed worthy of being called.
The civet cat: "…" Why did she have to drag him along? No, I'm going to vomit, blargh …
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