Chapter 143

"I don't know what Master likes about you. Out of the five of us, you're the worst!"

"That's right!"

My brother's words were like sharp swords, piercing straight to my heart.

Tu San's pupils trembled violently, as if his heart was bleeding. They were all rabbit demons born in the same litter. Their parents died not long after they learned to transform into human form. They were later fortunate to be taken in and taught by their master, which enabled them to survive in the dog-eat -Demon Realm of demons.

The brothers did have conflicts among themselves in their struggle for their master's attention, but he never expected that his four brothers would decide to poison him!

"You guys..." Tu San was so heartbroken that he burst into tears, "Everyone, you're all brothers... Waaah, do you hate me that much? I'm so sad..."

He covered his face and sobbed pitifully.

The brothers looked at each other, and after cursing, they all felt a little guilty.

"Third brother, I hate you, but I never intended for you to die." After a moment of silence, Tu Da, "I only put a tiny bit of poison in that water; it wouldn't kill anyone..."

"Me too!"

"Me too!"

The others chimed in, their only goal being to prevent the third brother from seeing his master. Then they exchanged bewildered glances, realizing that, besides themselves, the others had also poisoned him!

When they were exposed, the group felt guilty and thought they had accidentally added too much poison. Little did they know that the four of them had added four doses of poison!

That's really... we're on the same page.

Wen Zhi suddenly realized why Tu San's pulse was so strange; it looked like several poisons were mixed together. No wonder these people had asked for help even though they had clearly poisoned him; they hadn't intended to kill him, which was why they panicked.

What a blatant example of fake brotherhood.

She couldn't help but wonder, who exactly was this master these people were talking about? Was he really that charismatic?

A faint fragrance wafted on the wind, and suddenly purple mist rose.

"Tu Da, what are you doing?"

From within the purple mist, a bewitching figure emerged gracefully. The first thing that caught everyone's eye was a pair of fox ears, followed by a face that could launch a thousand ships. Thick, soft, and fluffy purple hair adorned her, her figure was slender and graceful, and her skirt flowed like wisps of smoke. What a stunning beauty!

The rabbit demons' eyes lit up. "Master!"

It turns out this is the rabbit demons' master, the fox demon Zi Yu.

"Did you bully Tu San?"

Seeing Tu San curled up on the ground, crying miserably, she asked a question.

"Master..." Tu San sobbed, about to speak, when Tu Da suddenly knelt before her, saying in a deep voice, "Master, I was foolish! I did something stupid..."

[Wow, that was a fast knee slide.]

Since the matter has already been exposed, it's better to confess and try to receive leniency.

I wonder how this master will handle it.

If they hadn't happened to pass by, Tu San would already be a plate of roasted rabbit meat.

"You..."

"Master, you will forgive us, won't you?"

"Master, we know we were wrong, and we will reflect on our mistakes!"

"Oh?" Zi Yu looked at the four disciples kneeling in a row, weeping bitterly. "Since you know you were wrong, then—"

The four of them looked at her with expectant eyes.

"Then go back to your cave abode and reflect on your actions!"

"Master, how long will the self-reflection last?" the rabbit asked dejectedly.

"You can stop reflecting on your actions when I'm in a better mood, or when the third brother is willing to forgive you."

How could the third brother possibly forgive us?

Tu Si muttered to himself, if he were Tu San, he would never forgive the four of them, wouldn't he be condemned to a life of seclusion?

"Master, when will you be in a better mood?" Tu Wu asked in a low voice.

"Heh." Zi Yu's face was as cold as ice as she sneered, "That's hard to say, it depends on my mood."

Everyone:...

Goodness, this master seems to have mastered the essence of nonsense. Whether she's in a good mood or not depends entirely on her mood, doesn't it?

Hearing her say this, the rabbit demons knew that their master was determined to punish them, and that they wouldn't be able to come out for at least three to five years. They all looked like wilted eggplants and collapsed to the ground in despair.

After dealing with the rabbit, Zi Yu turned her gaze to the four people. "Did you all come from the other side of the barrier? You look somewhat unfamiliar."

Her sharp eyes swept over them; they seemed much harder to fool than the rabbit demon.

Wen Zhi and Fu Fengyuan a little nervous.

The rabbit demons said this fox demon has royal blood, and she does indeed possess the aura of a powerful demon. Could she have seen through their disguise?

Qiaoqiao said frankly, "There was a commotion at Demon Moon Mountain, and we escaped from there."

According to what she saw in her dream, the Fox King was injured and wandered outside the Demon Realm, which was related to that turmoil.

Zi Yu's eyes flickered, and she nodded slightly.

There was indeed unrest on Demon Moon Mountain. These demons didn't seem Demon Power, so their escape was understandable. However... their group of four was too strange. In all her time in the Demon Realm, she had never seen these races get together.

The woman standing on the left was slightly taller, with willow branches adorning her hair. She wore a green smoky dress, exuding gentle beauty and a friendly, grassy aura. She appeared to be Demon Race of the poplar or willow race.

The man beside her was handsome and dashing, with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes. He had two dragon horns on his head and was undoubtedly Jiaolong Race. He also possessed the aura of a dragon. Jiaolong Race were not common among Demon Race, and those who were as good-looking were even rarer. The fox demon couldn't help but take a second look.

Looking at the white-clad man beside her, her gaze suddenly sharpened.

At the beginning, this person was the least noticeable, but once you start looking at him seriously, you can't take your eyes off him anymore.

He was dressed in pure white, with faint plum blossom patterns on the collar and cuffs. His demeanor was dignified and refined, and his appearance was otherworldly. He had long eyebrows that reached his temples, a high nose, and thin lips, as beautiful as fresh snow on a branch. What was even more striking was the three-petaled plum blossom pattern between his eyebrows. This touch of vibrant color perfectly balanced his ethereal and otherworldly aura, making him seem like a banished immortal descended to earth, captivating all who beheld him.