The twin tigers of Rosy Dawn Ridge!

Outside Sanbao Commandery, thirty li to the northwest Rosy Dawn Ridge.

In the shady part of the mountain, a huge rock lies across the slope, its surface sheltered from the sun and covered with a layer of moss that has stood for years.

At this moment, the boulder was occupied by two white Tiger Demon.

One of them was enormous; even in its half-human form, it was several times taller than an average person. A long, narrow Azure Dragon Saber lay horizontally beside its knee, its blade gleaming with a deep blue light.

The other Tiger Demon, slightly shorter, sat opposite him on the other side, picking at the bits of flesh between its teeth with its fingernails, the flung flesh falling into the grass.

Several piles of gnawed animal bones were scattered nearby, the bone fragments whitish.

A mountain breeze blew, and a lingering, fishy smell rose from the grass.

The two demons were still waiting for news of the Gloom-Patterned Mystic Leopard.

"That guy's been gone so long, and he still hasn't brought anyone out? We've been stuck here eating the autumn wind for nothing for days."

The Tiger Demon rubbed its nails against its teeth and complained.

It was getting a little impatient.

According to its logic, it should just sneak into Sanbao Commandery and tear that old man to pieces, instead of going through such a long and roundabout way and waiting for the Leopard Demon to slowly trick it.

Another White-Foreheaded Giant Tiger sat cross-legged on a boulder with its eyes half-closed, its tail idly sweeping the stone surface.

"What's the rush? Wait a little longer."

The Tiger Demon pursed its lips and didn't urge him any further.

Its gaze swept eastward, landing on the mountain shadows in the direction of Qingzhou, when it suddenly remembered something.

"I heard that the old dragon in the river is gone. Did they really kill it?"

The White-Foreheaded Giant Tiger slightly raised its eyelids and let out a soft breath, which could be considered its acquiescence.

The Tiger Demon stopped picking its teeth.

The slight relief I felt just now vanished instantly.

The old dragon has been entrenched in the Canglan River for thousands of years; its age is unknown.

Even the Yellow Wind Demon King had to think twice before mentioning it. How could such a senior figure just die like that?

Even the old dragon is dead.

The Tiger Demon swallowed the last bit of meat from its mouth and lowered its voice, "If we kill the Demon Suppression General of Sanbao Commandery at this time, Pei Xuance probably won't let it go."

These words struck a chord with the White-Foreheaded Giant Tiger.

It was certainly wary of it.

He moved the Azure Dragon Saber closer to his knees, rested his palm on the hilt, and pretended to be relaxed in front of his younger brother.

"No one knows where we are here. We'll return to the mountain in a few days after we finish our business."

"Could it be that they dare to chase us all the way to Yellow Wind Mountain?"

The young Tiger Demon's eyes lit up at the mention of returning to the mountain.

It remembered the recent visitors to the mountain.

"Brother, is that Lady Musk still on the mountain?" it leaned closer. "After we get back... can I go find her?"

The White-Foreheaded Giant Tiger glanced at it sideways.

With just one glance, it knew what its younger brother was thinking.

The young Tiger Demon made no attempt to conceal himself, leaning back on the rock, squinting as he reminisced about his encounter with the Lady Musk.

That day, she stood at the cave entrance, her sleeve brushing past its eyes, leaving a wisp of fragrance—an indescribable scent, but one whiff was enough to make one lose their senses.

And the way she looks at people.

Her eyes were slightly upturned, filled with tender affection, sweeter than honey, making his whole body go weak.

It wouldn't even bother to look at an ordinary human woman.

Even demons are divided into different ranks, but the Lady Musk is different. With her status and beauty, if only one could ride beneath her...

Conquering her brings a far greater sense of conquest than casually subduing a few human women.

The Tiger Demon was still lost in its fantasies when the White-Foreheaded Giant Tiger interrupted it.

"Stop thinking like that."

It stared at its younger brother and reminded him, word by word, "I heard that she was the lover of a Demon Emperor from the Hundred-Thousand Demon Mountains, and that she only fled to seek refuge after being discovered by the main wife."

"I think she's just a slut, maybe she's like that with everyone, and you actually dare to go after her?!"

"With such a messy relationship, you dare to interfere."

The smirk on the young Tiger Demon's face froze.

Hundred-Thousand Demon Mountains, Demon Emperor.

When those two words hit, even if the fire of desire burning within him burns brightly, he'll have to think twice.

"So what if Demon Emperor? He's separated by the Hundred-Thousand Demon Mountains..." it muttered, not daring to finish its sentence, "I didn't say what I wanted."

It protested verbally, but ultimately didn't bring it up again.

The two demons leaned back onto the rock and chatted idly.

During the conversation, the White-Foreheaded Giant Tiger suddenly raised its head.

The nostrils twitched slightly.

A scent wafted in from the mountain breeze.

It was the scent of humans, and more than one, coming from this side of the mountain ridge.

They are from the Demon Suppression Division.

Did the Leopard Demon lure people out?

The White-Foreheaded Giant Tiger sat up straighter, propped up on the boulder, and sniffed it carefully.

No, there's no scent of Leopard Demon in it.

Its brow twitched, but before it could think further, the Tiger Demon beside it stood up, shook its fur, and grinned.

"Finally here."

On the other side of the mountain ridge.

Yang Xiao stopped in his tracks first.

Within a hundred feet, two streams of Yao Qi crashed into his perception range.

Their auras were similar, but both were far more powerful than the Leopard Demon they had just killed.

"There are two."

Lu Zhengyi hadn't noticed yet, but upon hearing this, he immediately looked ahead and slowed his pace.

The two walked a little further on.

After walking several dozen feet further, and entering Lu Zhengyi's Sixty-Zhang Perception Range, two thick demonic Yao Qi were slowly moving towards them.

The next moment, two Tiger Demon emerged from behind the rocks and slowly strolled towards them.

With white fur, a black "king" character pattern on his forehead, and piercing white eyes, even in human form, he couldn't hide his imposing aura.

Lu Zhengyi recognized the two demons, and his expression immediately darkened.

For seventy-nine years, he could name all the Demon, big and small, inside and outside the borders of Sanbao Commandery with his eyes closed.

The two brothers White-Forehead Hanging-Eyed Tiger, have both come today.

The two Tiger Demon moved casually, one pacing and the other picking its teeth, but their positions were perfectly timed, standing seven or eight feet apart on the left and right. If one of them were to fall, the other would pounce in an instant.

Lu Zhengyi lowered his voice, "Even one of them is difficult to deal with, they'll be even more troublesome if they clash together. Shall we fight?"

Yang Xiao didn't reply, his gaze sweeping over the two demons.

Lu Zhengyi's first thought was to retreat immediately.

Before its death, the Leopard Demon only revealed the address, without specifying that it was the two Core Illumination Demon Kings.

He guarded Sanbao Commandery for seventy-nine years, relying not on his boldness, but on his refusal to take risks.

He has three rules for not fighting Demon: he doesn't fight those he can't defeat, those that aren't worth the effort, and those whose strength he doesn't know.

If the intelligence doesn't match up now, continuing the fight could very well come at a cost.

The words were on the tip of his tongue, and he turned his head to offer a reminder, but he saw that Yang Xiao had already raised the Army-Breaking Spear.

The young man's gaze remained fixed on the White-Foreheaded Giant Tiger holding the knife, calm and showing no sign of backing down.

Lu Zhengyi gripped the hilt of his knife and stopped talking.

The scene outside the boundary marker flashed before his eyes.

The young man pinned the Gloom-Patterned Mystic Leopard of the Core Illumination Realm to the spot with one hand, and within a dozen breaths, broke its leg, strangled its throat, and extracted its core.

Yang Xiao is indeed a capable person.

He must have his reasons for deciding to take action.

Now that a fight is inevitable, he cannot let Yang Xiao face the two Tiger Demon alone.

The two demons walked closer and closer.

The White-Foreheaded Giant Tiger's gaze shifted from Lu Zhengyi to Yang Xiao, then swept over the area behind the two.

There was nothing behind him; the mountain wind whistled through the forest, and there was no third presence.

"Where's the little leopard?"