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

Tu Shan Honghong looked at the little sparrow in her palm, which seemed as if it were alive, and praised it in a clear voice. She was even more curious about how he had done it.

Dongfang Haoyang smiled faintly, snapped his fingers lightly, and two little sparrows flew into the air, turning into specks of fire and disappearing into the sky.

"My mother passed on all her magical powers to my younger brother. Feeling indebted to me, she had me learn painting from my father."

"This method was also passed down by my father. I made some slight modifications, and it became a minor spell that can draw some real objects. Of course, my spells are only superficial, with form but no substance. I dare not presume to give them life. I am just showing off my little spells in front of you two."

"Young master, there is no need to be so modest. To have reached such a profound level of painting objects with life, I'm afraid there are few people in the whole world who can compare with you."

Dongfang Haoyang looked at Tu Shan Rongrong, who was staring intently at him, and his lips twitched slightly.

Is this... a case of praising someone to death?

In fact, this painting technique was indeed passed down from his father. However, with the blessing of the Life-Saving System, he used his own fifty years of lifespan and meticulous practice to finally comprehend this ultimate skill of painting the finishing touch.

However, giving it life is indeed a bit much. If I had to say something, it would just be drawing a physical form and controlling it with my own magic.

"Indeed, among all the human painters I have ever seen, you are the most skilled in terms of brushwork and technique. Meeting you today has truly broadened my horizons."

Tu Shan Honghong nodded slightly and spoke in an ethereal voice.

Dongfang Haoyang's face flushed slightly as he scratched his cheek.

Being stared at so intently by the two foxes, and receiving such direct praise, made him feel a little embarrassed.

Stop praising it! It's just a painting. If you like it, I can give you a few, but please stop praising it. What if you get arrogant from all this praise?

"Ahem, let's talk about something else."

Dongfang Haoyang knew that Tushan Honghong's request for him was definitely not for anything ordinary. Otherwise, she could have handled it herself. Given Honghong's personality, she could have handled it on her own and would never have asked him to take action.

"We have indeed encountered some difficulties..." Tu Shan Honghong's expression tightened slightly, and her eyebrows furrowed.

"But before that, could you perhaps ask your brother to stop coming to my palace every day...?"

"Forehead……"

Dongfang Haoyang's lips twitched; he was somewhat unable to answer Tushan Honghong's question.

Damn it! He's already beaten Xiao Yuechu to a pulp, several times a day! But this kid still runs to the palace where Tu Shan Honghong lives every day. Although he beats him with his personality correction fist every day, no matter how hard he beats him, he is still his own brother, a sibling from the same mother. He can't bear to really break Xiao Yuechu's hands and feet, so he can only let this kid do as he pleases.

"I'll be careful..."

"Sister, please don't! Dongfang Yuechu is very kind. Last time, he even washed the servants' clothes in the palace along with the clothes, and he didn't ask for a single penny. All he wanted was for him to bring you food every day."

Tu Shan Honghong's lips twitched slightly.

Upon hearing this, Dongfang Haoyang's forehead veins throbbed, and his body began to tremble with anger.

Damn it! That brat has completely disgraced the Dongfang family!

When that kid gets back today, I'm going to skin him alive!

"Hmm... Young Master, that was Yuechu's own choice at the beginning of the month..."

Tu Shan Rongrong looked at Dongfang Haoyang, who was practically fuming with anger, and offered a few words of comfort.

I think I said something wrong...

However, apart from their appearances, the young master and his younger brother Dongfang Yuechu are really not alike at all. Young Master Haoyang is like the warm sun during the day, while Xiaoyuechu is like the cold moon at night.

However, Dongfang Yuechu, like a newly risen moon, was too immature, while Haoyang Gongzi, like a blazing sun in the sky, was too dazzling.

Tu Shan Rongrong thought for a moment and poured a cup of tea for the two of them.

"Young master, please calm down. It was my fault just now. I shouldn't have brought up what happened at the beginning of the month."

Dongfang Haoyang rubbed his temples, took the tea, and drank it all in one gulp. The cool tea calmed his restless thoughts slightly, and after a while, he replied calmly.

"This has nothing to do with Miss Rongrong. It was that boy's fault to begin with. I'll definitely give him a good talking to when we get back!"

Seeing Dongfang Haoyang's disappointed expression, Tu Shan Honghong realized that Dongfang Yuechu was determined to pester her.

While sighing with admiration, I couldn't help but feel a little moved. Actually, with that human child by my side, I didn't seem to have lost anything. On the contrary, he always brought me something new and exciting, such as his brother's paintings, cute lunch platters, and cakes with chick patterns. It was just that he was always bothering me, and occasionally it was a little annoying.

After all, Tushan is very dangerous now, and the human body is too fragile. She was afraid that if a real crisis came, she would not be able to protect Dongfang Yuechu and would instead endanger his life. If possible, she wanted Dongfang Yuechu to stay with his brother. With his brother's great strength, he would definitely be safer than staying with her.

"In that case, let's drop this matter and get down to business."

Tu Shan Honghong sat upright, looking at Dongfang Haoyang.

"Miss Honghong, please speak." Dongfang Haoyang straightened his posture, revealing a serious expression, and listened carefully to what Tushan Honghong was about to say.

"According to reliable sources, five demon kings within the Tushan region are plotting a rebellion. I request your assistance in quelling the uprising."

"The Demon King?"

"Yes, they are all powerful demons who want to seize power in Tushan and force us to change the laws while my sister's Insulation Claw has not yet recovered."

Dongfang Haoyang pondered for a moment upon hearing this.

With his own demon-slaying divine fire, it's not difficult to subdue a few demon kings who haven't reached the demon emperor realm. The challenge lies in how to subdue them without killing them. His pure yang flames are enhanced by the pure yang holy body, making them several levels more powerful than ordinary yang flames.

Normally, the Demon-Slaying Divine Fire is like an insect seeing insecticide to a demon, but his divine fire is like throwing an insect directly into a bottle full of insecticide and sealing it; it's only a matter of time before it dies.

In other words, Tu Shan Hong Hong's powerful demonic energy is enough to withstand some of the attacks, but other demons would be severely injured or killed if they encountered her.

"It all started because of me, so I have a duty to do this, but if I were to intervene, I'm afraid I couldn't guarantee their lives..."

"This..." Tu Shan Rongrong looked troubled and exchanged a glance with Tu Shan Honghong.

They would prefer not to see any deaths or injuries if they could.

"Could you perhaps use lightning magic or other spells to subdue them, young master?"

"No, the power of the Purple Heaven Divine Lightning surpasses that of the Yang Flame. If I'm not careful, it could reduce a demon to ashes. The finishing touch on the painting requires my magical power to control it, and my magical power is of the Yang Flame attribute..."

"However, if we use deterrence without engaging in battle... that's feasible."

"Very well, as you say, young master."

"If this matter can be resolved, then perhaps the deaths and injuries are acceptable."

"Okay, alright." The two foxes and one person began discussing the plan inside the palace.

In the afternoon, at the city gate of Tushan City.

A vast, dark army of monsters gathered below the city. Tu Shan Honghong stood expressionless on the city wall, watching the thousands of monsters on the ground shouting and cursing angrily.

"Fox demons of Tushan! Come out! Tushan Honghong, hand over the position of King of Tushan, or we will march into Tushan City!"

"Yes! We'll storm Tushan City and capture the King of Tushan alive!"