Things like this kept happening. Some people died for no apparent reason, while others survived for no apparent reason. But every survivor had read My Fair Princess.
Gradually, this strange phenomenon caught the attention of the cultivators.
"Does My Fair Princess somehow have the power to turn misfortune into good fortune?" a surviving cultivator asked in confusion, watching the Nine-tailed Silver Fox grow farther and farther away.
"It must be. There were four or five people fleeing with me just now, and I was the only one who survived. And, as it happens, I was the only one among us who'd read My Fair Princess. I wouldn't believe it if someone told me this book had nothing to do with it." Another survivor caught up from behind. Hearing what the cultivator said, he walked over and spoke.
As he finished, he took a copy of My Fair Princess from his storage pouch, held it in his hands, and stroked it, sighing, "What a miraculous book! When I get home, I'm going to put it on an altar and pass it down as a family heirloom."
"Exactly!" the other cultivators exclaimed in agreement.
After absorbing the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy, the Nine-tailed Silver Fox had successfully evolved into a ninth-rank spirit beast. Its white fur had turned red, giving it an alluring beauty unlike any other.
But beneath that allure lurked merciless slaughter. After evolving, the Nine-tailed Silver Fox not only continued killing cultivators, but grew even more frenzied.
Fortunately, after evolving, the Nine-tailed Silver Fox could no longer absorb Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy by changing its form, so the cultivators could use their spiritual power again.
But against a ninth-rank spirit beast, their cultivation was nowhere near enough. They ran as fast as they could, wishing they could