As Ouyang plunged his hand into the nine-tailed fox's chest, far away on Little Mountain Peak, the Tibetan Fox Hu Yan abruptly raised his head, a faint smile appearing on his blank face.
"I was right to trust that brat Ouyang!" The Tibetan Fox's heart leaped with unprecedented joy. He let out a long breath and stared blankly at the great tree in the courtyard, his thoughts returning to the distant, distant past.
In his daze, the clouds in the sky seemed to turn into a fox's head. After a while, they leisurely drifted apart again.
No one knew that not only was he far from good-looking, but his aptitude was also abysmal.
Had he not happened upon His Highness in the Blood Lake before His Highness had been reborn and taken form, and received half of His Highness's inheritance, he probably could not have reached his present heights.
Along with the inheritance, he had also inherited His Highness's memories. Countless heart-stopping scenes and escapes from death felt as though he had experienced them himself.
"After enjoying His Highness's blessings for so many years, it's time to give them back!" Hu Yan murmured as he stood up.
He shook out his fur and took human form, dressed in a gray-black robe. His face still bore the Tibetan Fox's signature blankness, his appearance enough to make people laugh.
Yet the laws flowing around him and the pressure that had almost condensed into substance declared at every moment that he was a Great Demon Cultivator!
Hu Yan raised his hand and tore open the space before him, stepping straight into the Azure Cloud Hall.
Two square tables had been set out in the Azure Cloud Hall, laden with exquisite fruit and fine wine. Across from one sat Dongxu Zi, who had already