Whoosh!
The slender red-jade tobacco pipe was lightly held between her crimson lips, and she suddenly exhaled a thin stream of smoke.
The smoke curled and coiled, transforming into a three-tailed white fox. Its long tails were like a cloak as they wound around the Nine Tails Great Sage.
"Hehe..."
She was dressed in splendid, dignified robes, but the hem of her skirt had been torn open, the rip running all the way to the roots and revealing two long, fair legs as white as ivory.
Her snow-white feet were bare, revealing vermilion toenails.
"These foreign races really think that dragging out a little of their broken scrap-metal inheritance can match the foundations of our three races? If that were truly the case, they wouldn't have come so close to extinction..."
The Nine Tails Great Sage smoked her long pipe unhurriedly, the long nails on her hands gleaming with sharp radiance. "In my view, among those foreign-race battle formations, only the Stone Race and the Jiu Chi Tribe are worth watching... Yet now they've been sent into a panic by a mere execution platform from the human race. It's utterly humiliating."
"The Ox-head Bronze Execution Platform... isn't an ordinary treasure."
Standing beside the Nine Tails Great Sage was a short old man.
His eyes seemed no larger than mung beans. His hunched body was withered and lean, and he had a little goatee on his face. With his hands clasped behind his back, he muttered, "What's more... the human race actually used Five Elements Son to raise the battle standard... This isn't their usual style. A tremendous change must have occurred within their ranks!"
"Perhaps the senior predecessors saw this as well, and that's why they first sent people to test the waters?"
The Nine Tails Great Sage murmured to