Legend had it that the earliest rulers of Thousand Fox Mountain were the Nine-Tailed Tribe, but after their decline, it became the domain of the Three-Tail Clan.
Ordinarily, however, these foxes would not emerge to attack people at will. Especially when they sensed that newcomers were stronger than they were, they would conceal their whereabouts even more carefully.
As for what happened when these foxes encountered weaker people, that was another matter entirely.
After all, foxes had to survive too, and occasionally wanted a change of taste.
Aside from the Nine-Tailed Tribe, who disdained eating humans, the other foxes and demon beasts in these mountains were hardly picky about whether their meals were meat or greens.
Along the way, Su Jiu and her two companions discovered that quite a few demons were watching them from the shadows.
Yet for some unknown reason, these demon beasts seemed deeply wary of them and did not dare approach.
Seeing how the demon beasts behaved, Su Jiu had no desire to stir up trouble. After all, her greatest priority now was to go to Netherworld Mountain and find the Netherworld Flower. But not wanting trouble did not mean trouble would not come looking for her.
Some attacks always came without warning.
Su Jiu and her companions, however, had clearly anticipated certain unexpected incidents.
A flurry of fallen leaves laced with Wind Blades shot straight at them like sharp knives. Su Jiu moved lightly, pushing off with her toes to tread through the air.
Avoiding this volley of leaves took no more effort than blowing away dust.
Chu Luohen simply used the Scarless Sword to block all the leaves with its blade.
Ning Fan's response was even more impressive. Dozens, perhaps a hundred, thin throwing blades suddenly rose around him. On closer inspection, they were