Slaying the Fox Demon

Inside the six-star prison of the Demon Slayer Division's Mortal Prison, Fang Mu looked at Hu Mei'er, who was covered in wounds, with a complicated expression.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Aren't you afraid I'll hurt you?"

Fang Mu shook his head and walked over to sit beside Hu Mei'er.

Looking at her in human form, her face blooming like a flower, Fang Mu couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you afraid of dying?"

"Why did you save me when the wolf demon attacked? If you had just turned and left, you wouldn't have been caught!"

"Are you worried about me?"

"No!"

"Stubborn!"

Hu Mei'er chuckled and leaned closer to Fang Mu, staring intently at him and scrutinizing him.

"What are you doing?"

Seeing Hu Mei'er getting closer and closer, her face almost touching his, Fang Mu leaned back involuntarily and asked.

"I want to remember you, remember what you look like. After I die, I'll become a vengeful spirit and find you."

"Are you afraid of vengeful spirits?"

"No! I know you won't hurt me!"

"Hmph! That's not necessarily true. If I become a vengeful spirit, I might forget you."

"After I die, you must cultivate diligently and become stronger, so you won't be bullied anymore."

Looking at Hu Mei'er's earnest face, Fang Mu felt a lump in his throat. He clenched his fists, his eyes reddened, holding back the tears that threatened to fall.

A man doesn't shed tears easily, only when his heart is truly broken.

He wanted to save Hu Mei'er but didn't know how. The best option was to put her into the Demon Refining Mirror.

However, he couldn't fully control the Demon Refining Mirror. If it ended up refining Hu Mei'er, Fang Mu would have nowhere to turn to cry. Her remains would be utterly destroyed.

Furthermore, how could he explain hiding Hu Mei'er in the Demon Refining Mirror's space?

Tu Qing was waiting for him to skin the fox demon. If he dared to let Hu Mei'er go, he and Fang Jing would be the ones to die.

As Fang Mu was caught in a dilemma, Hu Mei'er smiled, seeing his furrowed brow.

"Are you worried about me?"

"When I was captured, I already knew the outcome. I don't want to make things difficult for you."

As Hu Mei'er finished speaking, her fingers transformed into sharp claws and pierced her own heart.

"What are you doing?" Fang Mu was shocked and quickly stepped forward to support Hu Mei'er, who was bleeding profusely.

"Do you know how happy it is to die in the arms of the one you love the most!"

"Don't say any more. Quickly... quickly take this pill. I... I'll use my Vital Energy to protect your heart!"

Fang Mu frantically took out the pill and looked at Hu Mei'er, whose face was as pale as paper, and said anxiously.

"You are a man. Men shouldn't cry. My death can exchange for your life, and it's worth it."

Hu Mei'er raised her hand, wiped the tears from Fang Mu's face, smiled, and died in his arms.

"No... don't!" Fang Mu roared to the sky.

The pills scattered on the ground. Looking at Hu Mei'er, who had no breath left in his arms, he held back the tears that threatened to fall.

With a deafening bang, the entire prison floor vibrated violently as Fang Mu smashed it in a frenzy.

Fang Mu, with his red eyes, punched with all his might, sending dirt and stones flying, his fists bleeding.

Amidst the dust and smoke, Fang Mu looked at Hu Mei'er, who had transformed back into her white fox form, and silently walked towards the nearby execution frame.

"I'm sorry! I couldn't even protect your body!"

"Rest in peace! One day, I will definitely skin, dismember, and grind the bones of that Tu Qing for you."

Fang Mu skillfully began to skin Hu Mei'er's body.

His expression turned numb. With bloodshot eyes, he looked at the completely peeled fur, clenching his blood-stained fists.

He could no longer suppress the Demon Refining Mirror. A golden light enveloped Hu Mei'er, refining her into blood.

Fragments of Hu Mei'er's memories flooded into Fang Mu's mind.

After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly opened his eyes, a hint of annoyance flashing across them, but then he let out a sigh of relief.

"You really like to joke. If I hadn't obtained those fragmented memories, I would have truly believed you were dead."

Fang Mu gave a wry smile, looking at the blood-stained fur in his hand, his mood considerably lighter.

"This is your clone? Knowing you're still alive puts my mind at ease."

"I'm really looking forward to seeing you again."

Intermediate Essence Blood Pill, formed from fox demon Blood Essence. Consuming it can enhance Blood Essence and nourish the physical body.

Low-grade Essence Pill, can warm and nourish meridians and improve cultivation.

Fang Mu pocketed the two additional pills he found and stored them in the Demon Refining Mirror.

He left the dungeon carrying the blood-stained fur and arrived at the Demon Slaying Hall.

Inside the Demon Slaying Hall, Wen Xuan and the other two were already there.

Reluctantly, Fang Mu handed the demon fox pelt to Tu Qing and then turned to leave as if he had lost his soul.

Seeing Fang Mu depart with such sorrow, Tu Qing burst into laughter. This was the consequence of offending him.

"Fang Mu."

Qi Zhu watched Fang Mu leave, looking heartbroken, and felt a pang of worry. She started to go after him but was stopped by Wen Xuan.

"Let him have some peace by himself."

Leaving the Demon Slaying Hall and returning home, Fang Mu felt his act had successfully fooled Tu Qing.

"Brother! What's wrong? Are you hurt?"

Seeing Fang Mu covered in bloodstains, Fang Jing, who was inside the house, cried out in alarm.

"It's nothing! It's demonic blood. I'm going to wash up, don't worry!"

After reassuring Fang Jing, Fang Mu went into the inner room.

The night passed uneventfully. The next morning, Fang Mu left his home and headed to the Mission Hall.

There were quite a few people in the Mission Hall, but wearing a black hood, no one recognized Fang Mu.

He wasn't the only one; many people there were also wearing hoods, clearly wanting to remain anonymous.

Through his hood, Fang Mu could see a faint black aura emanating from many people – Demonic Energy.

Last night, he had successfully fused with the Leopard Cat Demon Eyes, and his eyes had integrated smoothly without any blindness.

His dual pupils could now see in the dark and also detect the Demonic Energy and Blood Essence levels of others.

Blood Essence could be used to determine a person's physical strength and cultivation level.

It manifested as a red light radiating from the body, usually invisible to the naked eye.

Fang Mu scanned the hall and noticed several people with a Blood Essence radiance as strong as his own, indicating that the Demon Slayer Division was full of hidden talents.

The strongest Blood Essence in the entire Mission Hall belonged to the Deputy Hall Master, whom Fang Mu had met before.

The Deputy Hall Master possessed extremely keen spiritual senses. Fang Mu had only glanced at him before being perceived by him.

However, the Deputy Hall Master merely glanced back at Fang Mu before returning to his book, allowing Fang Mu to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Did you guys hear? That Black Panther from Mortal Prison, the one that was incredibly fast, its mission was completed by that kid from last time."

"No way? That kid looked so young, and he managed to kill the Black Panther?"

"It's true. I specifically asked the registration clerk, Xiao Li, and that kid really completed the mission."

"I can't believe he had that capability? I heard the Black Panther mission offered a pretty good contribution."

Listening to the hushed discussions around him, Fang Mu couldn't help but frown.

It seemed wearing the hood was the right decision. Fang Mu sensed several ill-intentioned gazes scanning the area.

To avoid drawing attention, Fang Mu accepted two relatively ordinary demon-slaying missions.

After registering at the counter and receiving his demon-slaying token, Fang Mu left in a hurry.