Yun Xiao Feng could sense a group of faint presences, though two of them were relatively powerful.
He had sensed those two presences before. They were well concealed, but within the forest, no one could escape Yun Xiao Feng's perception.
At that moment, a girl with pale golden hair cut neatly to her neck was there. The short hair made her look rather like she had a mushroom cut.
That was, if not for the two fox ears on her head.
She and two men were hunting down an eight-thousand-year-old fox.
It was probably meant to become her Fourth Soul Ring.
Yun Xiao Feng observed from the shadows.
People from Spirit Hall.
Damn, wasn't this the Little Fox whom Tang San, that damned bastard, had hypocritically judged by different standards in the original story? She wore a pale golden Soul Master robe, with the character for "soul" on the left side of her chest.
With two Titled Douluo serving as bodyguards, Bibi Dong truly doted on this disciple of hers.
Then he looked at the two men beside her. One was tall and thin, wielding crescent blades. The other was ugly and wreathed in flames. He was probably San Huo, one of Spirit Hall's Golden Generation.
He then looked again at the fox being pursued by the three of them.
Since that soul beast had clearly been chosen as her soul ring, Yun Xiao Feng had no intention of stopping them.
The fox soul beast was already seriously wounded. Little Fox had truly gone to great lengths to find herself a suitable soul ring.
Before long, Little Fox finally dealt with the fox soul beast.
She sat down nearby, intending to restore herself to her best condition before absorbing the soul ring.
Because this soul beast's cultivation exceeded the limit