The Monster Emperor Is Not Dead

The Monster Emperor Painting, the internal political conflicts of the Nine-Tailed Fox Tribe, and the Fox Spirits exiled to the Great Wilderness...

Even if Lu Bei borrowed the bare asses of the Peacock father and son to think about it, he knew there had to be a quest on the big map of the Myriad Monster Kingdom.

It was true that, after gaining hundreds of billions of kills' worth of experience from the Outer-Realm Sky Demons, he had long since stopped caring about trifles. He couldn't even be bothered to pick them up off the ground. But he had never been to the map of the Myriad Monster Kingdom, and besides...

That was the den of the Fox Spirits, and there was also the clan leader, Gui Xie—a Fox Spirit even more beautiful than Fox Three.

Why not go take a look? It wouldn't cost anything, anyway!

Lu Bei earnestly persuaded Fox Two to pay attention to her clansmen, take the Monster Emperor Painting back to the Myriad Monster Kingdom, and reclaim everything she had once lost. His words greatly moved Fox Two. She had already been harboring such thoughts, and she immediately began to waver.

"Mother, what are you hesitating for? With your son here to protect you, who would dare touch you?"

Lu Bei pressed down on Fox Two's shoulders and made her look straight into his righteous eyes. "Tell me. Say it loudly: you want to return to the Myriad Monster Kingdom. You don't want to happily live out the rest of your life?"

Fox Two blinked, dispelled her wavering thoughts, and refused.

"Why? Mother, you have the Monster Emperor Painting. Are you still afraid you can't deal with your archenemy?"

"Indeed."

Fox Two nodded. The reason was simple. The Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox Tribe did not have