Goodbye Prosperity Flower! Slaying the Fox Spirit!

Before the Fox Spirit could think further.

Lin Fan flashed forward, gripping its neck tightly.

He wrenched its sharp claws with one hand.

The Fox Spirit was pinned against the tree trunk.

His right hand still firmly held the demonic flower, refusing to let go.

Lin Fan's eyes were sharp as he spoke, "Confess honestly, what was that red mist just now!"

"Stinky Taoist, kill me if you want. Stop with the nonsense."

The Fox Spirit faced death as if it were nothing.

"Don't tell me you're still lusting after this old lady's beauty."

In an instant, it resumed the appearance of a frail woman in white.

Her eyes were soft as water, as if Lin Fan were her beloved.

If Lin Fan didn't know its true form was a Fox Spirit.

He might have been enchanted if it were someone else.

"Be gentle, don't rush, little Taoist, hahahahaha."

Lin Fan tightened his grip on the Fox Spirit's wrist, applying a little more force.

He said with cold contempt, "If I hadn't been so close just now, my uncle wouldn't have fallen for your trick. Where did you get this demonic flower? You still refuse to confess?"

As his voice fell.

Seeing the red mist exposed and the demonic flower discovered.

The woman in white's pupils widened.

Her seductive and flirtatious words came to an abrupt halt.

Her pores opened, and the hair on her body stood on end.

As if she had seen a ghost or god, she instantly reverted to her Fox Spirit form.

"Die, all of you, die!"

The Fox Spirit seemed to have used all its strength.

It struggled and roared!

It opened its monstrous maw and lunged at Lin Fan.

Lin Fan countered with an open palm.

His energy flowed, concentrating in his palm.

He raised his hand and struck towards the Fox Spirit's jaw.

The Fox Spirit's monstrous maw snapped shut instantly.

Its mind reeled, and it felt dizzy.

Its entire body collapsed, and it clutched its head, crying out in pain.

Its frantic screams echoed throughout the entire forest.

"Purple Heaven Divine Thunder, break!"

Figuring he wouldn't get any more information, Lin Fan circulated his energy without hesitation.

Swiftly like a dragon crossing a river.

A thunderous bolt of purple lightning, awe-inspiring and earth-shattering, descended.

Crack!

With a clap of thunder.

The Fox Spirit seemed to regain its senses.

It stopped screaming, and its body ceased to move.

Its body was scorched black, accompanied by thick smoke.

Its life came to an abrupt end.

[System Notification: Congratulations to the host for killing a Fox Spirit and obtaining 100 Merit Points.]

The system's voice sounded.

Lin Fan's expression was calm, as if he had seen such scenes many times.

Indeed, the Purple Heaven Divine Thunder unleashed by a fourth-level Xiantian realm cultivator was no longer what it used to be.

Not to mention the Fox Spirit was only at the Purple Zombie level.

Even a first-level Xiantian could be easily dealt with with the amplified Peachwood Sword.

Let alone now, at the fourth-level Xiantian, why would he need a Peachwood Sword.

These minor demons and monsters are easy to deal with.

But what's going on with this Prosperity Flower, and why is it in the hands of a Fox Spirit?

Let alone in Ren Family Town, why would a small monster in the wilderness have one?

This Prosperity Flower has appeared frequently recently; who is behind it?

And after I just pointed it out and mentioned the Prosperity Flower, why did this Fox Spirit go so crazy?

It was a frenzy, yet it revealed endless fear.

As if the person who gave it the flower was an extremely powerful being.

Otherwise, it's impossible for the Fox Spirit to unleash strength bordering on death.

Could it be that the person who gave the flower issued some commands?

Or perhaps...

These several matters seem to be invisibly connected.

"Lin... Fan."

Before Lin Fan could think further, a hoarse voice called out from behind him.

Daoist Priest Four-Eyes had regained consciousness and was staring dumbfounded at what was happening before him.

The little junior nephew he had been calling for several days was instantly shocked and changed his address.

Tonight's situation was truly perilous.

He had almost fallen victim to this Fox Spirit; it was all his own carelessness.

He had thought victory was assured, that they could easily capture it after a brief exchange.

He hadn't expected to encounter this strange mist.

If it weren't for this little junior nephew, his reputation for a lifetime...

Might not be preserved.

Let alone his reputation, he might have lost his life.

Thinking back to the situation at the time.

Daoist Priest Four-Eyes couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine.

He had to say, this little junior nephew was outrageously strong.

His cultivation speed was heaven-defying, but how could his Taoist magic also be so profound?

So young, yet he acted so seasoned.

He didn't seem like a youth under twenty at all.

Instead, he was very much like an old Taoist priest who had traveled for decades.

Looking at the battle marks on the ground.

These Lightning Arts were probably on par with his senior brother's.

The earth was shattered, and the surroundings were scorched black.

It could be said that nothing could grow there.

No, it should be said that these Lightning Arts were slightly superior to his senior brother's.

What on earth did this kid eat to grow up?

To be so terrifying.

"Uncle-Master, are you still dazed?"

Lin Fan said with a hint of amusement upon hearing the awkward address.

Ever since they met, this mischievous Uncle-Master had never called him by his real name.

He always acted like a close brother, putting his arm around his shoulder or patting his back.

This sudden change in address tonight made Lin Fan somewhat unaccustomed.

"Oh, you rascal."

Daoist Priest Four-Eyes heard the meaning in his words and immediately called out familiarly.

Lin Fan's expression quickly turned serious as he said, "Uncle-Master, you fell for the trap of this demonic flower tonight. A similar flower also appeared in Ren Manor. I don't know if it's a coincidence or..."

"So that's how it is. No wonder I was wondering about this red mist. So that's it!"

Daoist Priest Four-Eyes seemed to understand, yet not fully.

He looked at the scorched red flower on the ground.

It looked like it would crumble at the slightest touch.

What exactly was this red flower?

Why would there be such demonic magic?

And this emanating red mist...

In just an instant, it managed to trap even me.

"Let's go, Uncle-Master. It's getting late. The sun will be out soon."

Lin Fan interrupted Daoist Priest Four-Eyes, who had fallen into thought.

It was rare to have good deeds delivered right to his doorstep.

He should hurry back and improve himself.

As for that flower or whatever, he could deal with it later.

He'd take it as it comes.

Lin Fan didn't overthink it.

"Right, right, we need to hurry. Let's go!"

A word to wake a dreamer.

Daoist Priest Four-Eyes quickly picked up the shrine and happily led the way.

After a tense battle, the stone in his heart finally fell.

That feeling of relief and joy was like a clear sky after a heavy rain.

It was as if all the pressure had been washed away by the rain.

Leaving only freshness and a wide-open view.