The ruthless swordsman traveled with a small entourage, consisting of only himself.

The ruthless sword immortal traveled with great fanfare, and wherever he went, auspicious clouds and strange phenomena appeared in the sky above his head.

The Ruthless Sword Immortal attained enlightenment through the sword and could fly swiftly on it. When Ai Cao and Qing Yun finally cornered him, he was standing on a battlefield.

On the battlefield between the righteous path and the demonic cultivators.

Righteous cultivators dressed in white and demonic cultivators dressed in black were entangled in a fierce battle. Their clothes were splattered with similar red blood; their faces also bore similar expressions of exhaustion.

The ruthless sword immortal stood in mid-air on his sword, overlooking the battlefield.

Ai Cao, standing on her broadsword, stood before him alongside Qing Yun.

The ruthless swordsman narrowed his snow-white eyes. He glanced at Qingyun indifferently, his tone completely flat: "It's you."

Qingyun said, "I've come to retrieve my tail."

“I really miss those days,” said the Ruthless Sword Immortal. His face remained expressionless, calm as if he were recounting someone else’s story: “Back then, I wasn’t a sword immortal yet.”

Qingyun didn't reply.

The Ruthless Sword Immortal continued, "When I was young and impetuous, I thought you were my destined calamity. Only after I killed you with one sword did I realize that you were the one I loved. Later, I fell seriously ill, closed my heart, cultivated the Path of Ruthlessness, and became the Ruthless Sword Immortal in the eyes of the world."

A slight smile appeared on his lips. A smile graced his cool and aloof face, like the sun breaking through the rain and peach blossoms just beginning to bloom in spring.

The ruthless swordsman extended his hand to Qingyun and said, "Little fox, come here. I'll go with you to Qingqiu to apologize, and we can cultivate and ascend together in the future, okay?"

Qingyun gave a cold laugh.

With a wave of her hand, the eight fox tails behind her appeared as huge phantom images.

Qingyun said, "You talk too much nonsense."

Ai Cao, who was standing to the side, opened the skill panel. She had deliberately reserved a slot for the [Menstrual] skill, intending to use it on the Ruthless Sword Immortal when Qing Yun asked. But since she was idle anyway, she simply used [Pregnancy] on the cultivators fighting below.

She didn't smear the blood on her eyes, but just randomly poked at them, and she actually bumped into a few people who happened to be haunted by ghosts.

On the other side, the Ruthless Sword Immortal sighed softly and waved his hand to summon his natal sword—a faint phantom also emerged behind him, each occupying half of the sky along with Qingyun.

Qingyun snorted coldly and took the initiative to attack!

A surge of spiritual energy swept past the top of the mugwort. The longsword, which had been lying quietly behind the mugwort for a long time, hummed impatiently a few times, drew itself from its sheath, grew larger, and stood in front of the mugwort.

Ai Cao called out, "Do you need any help?!"

From afar came Qingyun's cheerful laughter. She laughed loudly and said, "No need!"

She's a fox from Qingqiu with eight tails, who has touched the Heavenly Dao with one hand!

Ai Cao responded. After she used her [Good Pregnancy] skill to turn the battlefield below into a newborn graveyard, the battle at the higher level finally came to a conclusion.

Qingyun plunged his tail into the body of the Ruthless Sword Immortal.

She wiped her face, which had been slashed by the sword energy, and smiled excitedly.

The ruthless swordsman's face remained indifferent, expressionless. He looked down at the furry tail and reached out to touch it—but another tail pierced his arm, pinning him firmly in place.

The ruthless swordsman sighed, then coughed up two more mouthfuls of blood: "Little fox," he said slowly, "you've grown up, that's good."

Qingyun smiled and said, "Little man, you're still so young, what a pity."

This was their last conversation.

The points of light converged behind Qingyun—forming a ninth tail. Her old wounds had all healed, and she felt more energetic than ever before.

She finally returned to the summit she had once reached.

At the same time, her time was coming to an end—she would use the tenth tail she had cultivated in this life to leap upwards to a place she had never seen before!

She wants to ascend—

Qingyun suppressed his excitement and, together with Ai Cao, told the women chatting on the battlefield about the current situation. They also gave them some silver before returning to Lingyao Sect together.

Upon learning of this, Yang Lingyao immediately cleared out the mountaintop.

Qingyun then settled down on the mountaintop.

Although the Ruthless Sword Immortal was dead, the war continued. At the beginning of the war, the Lingyao Sect recuperated and rested, only sending out some disciples with good cultivation to demonstrate their skills near the end.

Tiger Mountain became the new Demon King and listed Lei Tang as the first in line to succeed her. According to her, the little girl's ideas changed quickly; what if she wanted to be the Demon King someday?

Lei Tang simply smiled after hearing Lei Nufeng's account of the matter and did not say anything more in objection.

After all, Tiger Mountain can survive for a very long time—Lei Tang couldn't guarantee that his thoughts back then would be the same as his current thoughts.

With the help of Lei Tang and others, Lei Nvfeng successfully guided Qi into her body and became a female cultivator in the Qi Refining stage. Although she had no talent for cultivation before, she awakened her talent for cultivation after emerging from the body of the former demon king and hastily eating some golden blood tofu.

She could stay with Lei Tang longer, and in the long course of her life, she could find some meaning in her existence that belonged only to her. Perhaps at that time, she would change her name again.

The major sects in the cultivation world have lost a number of new disciples, suffering a severe blow to their vitality.

The foxes of Qingqiu, having somehow heard of Qingyun's existence, respectfully tried to invite her back. But Qingyun swept them all away with a flick of her tail.

Yang Lingyao began training the next generation of disciples. Lei Tang was excellent, but one person couldn't do everything.

The day the immortals, demons, and monsters made peace coincided with the day Qingyun's lifespan was coming to an end, the day he would ascend to immortality.

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