Fox Demon: Why did your brother beat you up every day at the beginning of the month?

"Sister? Why are you back again?"

Cui Yuling's eyes twitched as she watched Cui Yumingluan cutting through the iron cage with a handsaw.

"Little sister... what's wrong with you...?"

"Hehe, I didn't mean to run away, you know Mingluan is the best girl."

Cui Yumingluan hid the handsaw behind her back, smiled at Cui Yuling, and tried to get away with it by being cute.

"I'm really impressed by you..."

Cui Yuling sighed, rubbing her forehead. She unlocked the iron cage, opened the iron door, and pulled her younger sister, Cui Yumingluan, out of the cage. She then threw the saw blade that Cui Yumingluan had been clutching behind her back onto the ground.

Clang! The hacksaw blade fell to the ground.

This action startled Cuiyu Mingluan, because it was so unusual. Normally, her sister would have already used family discipline to severely punish her buttocks and palms.

"You... really want to go out?"

"I want to! I keep seeing Xiao Tan's shadow in the clan, sister. Sister Mingluan really can't take it anymore. Please, please let me out!"

"I'll go anywhere as long as I can get out."

With great reluctance, Cui Yuling gently touched her younger sister Mingluan's fair and delicate face with her jade-like hand. She truly wanted to keep Mingluan by her side, but looking at her like that, even if she forced her to stay, she would eventually find a chance to run away...

"Well, alright then. I'll inform the clan. You've gone to Tushan to learn medicine, and I'll ask Rongrong for a spot for you. Go to Tushan then..."

Of course, it is not allowed for a person with a criminal record in the Leech Clan to go to other demon realms, but if Tu Shan Rongrong speaks up, it will be different. As long as she says the word, the Leech Clan will definitely agree.

"Sister..." Cuiyu Mingluan's nose tingled with emotion. In order to avenge Xiaotan, she had almost gone mad, locking herself in her room every year to study ways to do so.

If it weren't for her sister Cui Yuling's meticulous care and almost all-round support, she would have starved to death long ago.

Cui Yuling gently patted Cui Yumingluan's back, sighed, and glanced at her younger sister with a somewhat somber expression.

"If you still cherish our sisterly bond, then come back and see me more often each year. Of course, if you find a good husband, it would be nice to come back too. I'll help you take care of your children then."

"Ahhh, what are you saying, sister? How annoying!" Cuiyu Mingluan covered her bright red face, so embarrassed she wanted to disappear into the ground.

Because the first person she thought of was that handsome young man who had taken down Jin Renfeng's two symmetrical ahoge (cowlicks).

"Oh dear, that Taoist priest from Tushan won't do, he's the only one who absolutely won't."

"Yes, my sister knows..."

Cui Yumingluan patted her reddened cheeks with some disappointment. Her thoughts were only driven by her longing for that immortal-like appearance and her desire to repay Dongfang Haoyang for killing Jin Renfeng.

Unfortunately, he already has someone he likes and has made it clear that he will not marry again.

"Then you should go home with your sister first. It's been years since we sisters have gotten together. I'll send someone to take you there tomorrow."

"Okay, sure."

Cui Yuling led Cui Yumingluan by the hand towards home, but Mingluan didn't notice that a blood-red talisman on her back was slowly disappearing.

…………

In the afternoon, inside Tushan City.

"I am Huan Du Qingtian, the Poison Emperor of the Southern Kingdom. I have come today specifically to apologize to your esteemed domain regarding the Tu Shan delegation..."

Inside the main hall, Huan Du Qingtian bowed deeply at a 90-degree angle, his wrinkled forehead constantly beaded with fine sweat.

What a blunder! That person... no, that monster!

That being, a thousand times more terrifying than a monster, I shouldn't have come to Tushan with the wishful thinking that I could negotiate.

The apology just now should be changed to an apology...

Huan Du Qingtian thought this, but dared not raise his head at all, and met the gaze of the cockroach-headed boy who was sitting in the main seat in the hall, resting his chin on his hand, and looking at him with a playful look.

That was a terrifying pressure that shouldn't belong to any creature in the circle. Compared to it, the Demon Emperor was like a drop in the ocean, an ant gazing at the stars.

Of course, he is an ant.

A vast amount of magical power surged from the boy's body, its power seemingly endless, creating an extremely terrifying pressure. However, as the boy's somewhat cold gaze focused on the Poison Emperor, the power surged forth.

In an instant, this ancient monster, who had lived for ten thousand years, slammed both knees to the ground!

Bang!

The Poison King's knees slammed into the floor, creating spiderweb-like cracks. Huan Du Qingtian's earlier attempt to bargain vanished instantly.

Now his mind is filled with the smiling faces of his deceased wife and Xiao Luolan when they were young.

A faint, fiery dragon's roar brushed past his ears, and before he knew it, the terrifyingly powerful youth had appeared before him.

The fiery dragon behind the boy, which seemed to be alive, was fiercely scrutinizing him from head to toe, occasionally spitting out scorching breath that hit his wrinkled old face...

The Poison Emperor recognized that the dragon was made of pure Yang Flame, the Demon-Slaying Divine Fire, and it was the kind of super-powerful Yang Flame that could burn him, the Demon Emperor, to ashes without any effort—a power unparalleled throughout history!

This is on a completely different level from the pure Yang Flame I've seen before...

It seems that the Taoist priest from Tushan did indeed defeat the Third Young Master; he seems to truly possess that kind of strength…

In other words, coming to Tushan was like jumping into a fire pit, and his life or death depended entirely on the other party's mood.

This disparity, a power gap that wasn't even on the same level, completely deprived the Poison King of all his bargaining chips, plunging him into deep despair.

Huan Du Qingtian swallowed hard, punched hard, and collapsed to his knees amidst the rubble.

For the sake of his dignity as the old Poison King, he decided to meet the gaze of the young man before him in order to seek psychological equality.

Huan Du Qingtian slowly raised his head, but the fear in his eyes was impossible to hide.

Dongfang Haoyang's lips twitched violently. He looked at the trembling old man in front of him wearing a Five Poisons Hat and slowly raised his head, revealing a smile that was even more amiable (and fawning) than his brother Yuechu's.

Haoyang almost couldn't resist slapping him...

He only released the pressure of an early-stage Void Realm cultivator, but before they could even exchange a word, the other party immediately knelt down...

Has his cultivation level increased significantly?!

However, thinking about it, the Demon Emperor Realm (Nascent Soul Realm) seems to be two major realms apart from the Void Realm...

Yes, it was indeed a big move, but the purpose of deterrence was achieved. I believe the other party will not dare to lie in the conversation later.

He had heard Rongrong say that this Poison King was a cunning old fox who had lived for ten thousand years. If he didn't scare him, how could he get the truth out of him?

But somehow it feels like bullying a centenarian, and I feel a bit morally guilty about it...

Haoyang glanced away helplessly, only to see Rongrong and Yaya sitting leisurely in the corner, one sipping tea and the other gnawing on a meat leg, giving him a thumbs up and chuckling.

To subdue the enemy without fighting, my lord, you are truly remarkable.

Hehe, this is the real childhood sweetheart of mine, keep it up, you stinky cockroach!

The two demons became the audience and Jane's cheerleaders...

This is supposed to be a serious occasion! Can you please be serious for once?!

Despite his complaints, Dongfang Haoyang was helpless seeing that they seemed to agree with his approach. He gave a faint smile to the two demons who were waving and cheering him on.

However, it only lasted a moment before he regained his serious expression, standing with his hands behind his back looking at Huan Du Qingtian in front of him.

Sigh... as long as they're happy... so what if it's immoral? My own little fox spirit is more important.

"Hmm... Old Poison King, there's no need for such a grand gesture. Please rise. I'm merely seeking justice for my Tushan Fox Demons..."

Huan Du Qingtian's old face turned deathly pale with fright, and his body trembled slightly from the words Dongfang Haoyang had just uttered.

Seeking justice? That would be tantamount to annihilating the entire Southern Kingdom, wouldn't it?! Wait a minute! Does he intend to use all the monsters of the Southern Kingdom as a warning to others?

He had heard of the story of how Tushan Town annihilated the entire clan of the Giant Bear Demon King. The demon who disobeyed this Taoist priest was probably already three feet tall with weeds on his grave.

This is terrifying! This cockroach-headed boy is terrifying, even more terrifying than that arrogant madman, the Third Young Master!

I haven't even started my grand plan to resurrect my wife yet. Am I really going to die so confusedly in Tushan? No, I'm not willing to accept this, Xingzhen!

Look at this old poison king, beating his chest and stamping his feet, his old eyes red and tears welling up in the corners. And it seems he really can't get up on his own; the old man's knees have sunk deep into the celadon floor...

"Ah, two jadeite celadon floorboards, purchase price 300 taels, compensation price 13000 taels, hehe." Tu Shan Rongrong finished writing the compensation bill, stamped it, and put it in her bosom.

"Looks like we'll be able to have a good meal today."

"I want to eat hot pot!" Upon hearing Rongrong's words, Tu Shan Ya Ya jumped up and down happily, shaking Rongrong's arm and shouting that she wanted to eat hot pot.

"Okay! We've decided to have hot pot tonight, but Sister Ya Ya needs to help out too."

"No problem, leave it to me!"

The two little fox demons chatting here is another story.

On the field, Dongfang Haoyang saw the old Poison King looking somewhat dejected, and his eye twitched violently. He roughly guessed what Huan Du Qingtian was thinking...

This old man, does he really think he's going to wipe out the entire Southern Kingdom...?

Only the Third Young Master could pull off such a beastly act; Haoyang would never do it. It's too heinous, and besides, he's only seeking justice for the three deceased Tushan fox demon ladies; it doesn't warrant genocide...

It's just a matter of slowly slicing the murderer several times and tearing him apart with five horses.

Silently, he suppressed his cultivation to the Demon Emperor Realm, and as the terrifying fire dragon behind him transformed into specks of golden light, it dissipated into the air.

Judging from its performance just now, Haoyang also confirmed that although Huandu Qingtian was responsible, as a Poison King, he would not be so stupid as to kill the Tushan delegation, which was an extremely foolish, reckless, and brainless thing.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to rule the Southern Kingdom for ten thousand years.

As if a tens of thousands of tons of iron ball had been pressing down on him, the terrifying pressure disappeared, and Huan Du Qingtian immediately felt that he could move again, feeling much more relaxed.

At this moment, he looked up at the young man who could easily kill him, his old face showing a mixture of doubt and relief.

"I just want to know some things from you, and I hope you won't hide anything from me."

"Of course, you understand the consequences of deceiving me!"