Hesitantly glancing at Daoist Xiwu, she refrained from asking how many alchemy furnaces this senior brother had blown up or how much wealth he still possessed. She then turned her gaze back to the main hall. While she and Daoist Xiwu were whispering and exchanging tips on raising foxes, the cultivators from Guangming Sect and the Demon Sect had already taken their seats. Sitting opposite Shen Wangshu was the Demon Sect Master's seemingly favored daughter.

The Guangming Sect leader was worried that Shen Wangshu would not be able to handle the Demon Sect Master, so he arranged for him to be opposite Xiwu Daojun.

Daoist Xiwu is known for his gentle nature and would not clash with the Demon Sect Master.

At this moment, the Demon Sect Master was drinking tea with a cold expression.

Because the Demon Sect is a major sect of the demonic path, it is naturally extraordinary. Therefore, the Guangming Sect made great preparations. On the small evergreen wooden table, there were several jade plates with a faint chill, which enveloped the spirit fruits.

The Demon Sect Master's face was somewhat gloomy. As he drank his tea, he pondered the strength of the Guangming Sect even more. Just as he was feeling agitated, he heard the beautiful female cultivator in red, who had just smiled radiantly, say to him, "It is truly an honor for our sect to have the Sect Master grace us with his presence. I wonder if our sect has been negligent in any way?"

The moment she spoke, the Demon Sect Master felt a surge of anger.

This female cultivator, whose name is unknown, was just now singing in harmony with Lingxiao. She seemed humble, but in reality, she was mocking him from both sides and slapping him in the face. She even asked if he had been neglected.

Was this intentional?

A murderous intent had already formed in his heart. Moreover, if Lingxiao Daozun could make him wary, what was this female cultivator? A mere Nascent Soul cultivator, yet she dared to provoke him repeatedly. He immediately raised his head and arrogantly glanced at her, saying disdainfully, "What are you? How dare you represent the Guangming Sect?!"

His contempt immediately made Fairy Red Moon blush.

To avoid antagonizing the Demonic Sect, she was so humble and friendly, even trying her best to smooth things over, a stark contrast to Lingxiao's earlier desperate attempt to offend a powerful enemy. So why would the Demonic Sect Master insult her like this?

Judging from his appearance, he didn't even know her name, yet he could still be obsessed with Lingxiao for three hundred years! She was clearly more respected than Lingxiao in Guangming Sect, so why did this Demon Sect Master look down on her? She had no intention of currying favor with the demonic cultivators, but she wanted to let her fellow disciples know the difference between herself and Shen Wangshu.

It is Lingxiao Daozun's fault that such unfriendly behavior reached the ears of cultivators throughout the world!

But at this moment, a single sentence from the Demon Sect Master caused Fairy Red Moon to humiliate herself. As a Nascent Soul cultivator, she had never been reprimanded like this before and was almost too ashamed to face anyone.

Shen Wangshu ignored it.

She never intended to befriend the demonic path.

Leaving aside the fact that good and evil cannot coexist, the demonic path is ambitious. You want to be friends with them, but these demonic bastards are thinking of turning you into a puppet.

For example, the armor worn by the Demon Sect Master, the faces on it, Shen Wangshu keenly sensed that they were all made from the souls of cultivators.

What a load of rubbish! They'll flip the table and start a fight right away.

"Do you want to eat?" Fairy Red Moon was foolish enough to think that respecting the Demonic Sect would allow the sect to escape the clutches of the demonic path. Shen Wangshu was not the sect leader, so of course she did not comment.

She was looking at the fox in her arms with affection.

The fox had already poked half its body out of her arms, its two front paws gripping her arms, its round eyes silently watching the spirit fruit on the table.

It watched intently, its furry ears twitching.

Upon hearing Shen Wangshu's question, the fox cried out eagerly twice and nuzzled her cheek affectionately.

With a smile, Shen Wangshu took a fist-sized, milky-white spiritual fruit from the chilling jade plate. She placed it in the fox's hand, watching it take a bite without hesitation. Fresh juice and spiritual energy overflowed from the fruit, and even those close by could smell its sweet and refreshing aroma.

The fox ate with gusto, not only eating it itself but also presenting the spiritual fruit to Shen Wangshu with its two furry paws like a precious treasure, its tail wagging like a windmill. Shen Wangshu smiled at the sight of it, not minding the fox's drool, and gently bit the spot where it had taken a bite.

"Squeak!" The fox's eyes lit up, and it pounced on him, taking another bite. It stared intently at Shen Wangshu.

Shen Wangshu reluctantly took another bite, feeling that the spiritual fruit was cold to the taste, but her heart was filled with sweetness.

"Why didn't you let me have the first bite?" she asked with a smile, pinching the fox's pointed ears.

Without thinking, the fox squeaked twice, pointed at the spiritual fruit, then at itself, and squeaked incoherently.

What should we do if the fruit is sour? We can't let Shushu eat fruit that doesn't taste good.

It then peeked at the few remaining fruits in the jade plate, pursed its lips, and seemed to want to take a bite of each one so that Shen Wangshu could taste it first.

Even faster was Daoist Xiwu. This young man's slender hand swept across the jade plate, and in the blink of an eye, the only three spiritual fruits were gone.

Three cool, spiritual fruits appeared with satisfaction beneath the black fox's belly.

The three fruits together were bigger than a black fox; even the longest fur couldn't cover them.

Xiao Xuan was stunned for a moment, then flew into a rage, his whole body turning into a fur ball!

"Forget it, although it's rare, it's all for country bumpkins who've never seen the world... We'll eat something better later." There are still demonic cultivators here. Shen Wangshu silently noted Xi Wu Daojun's audacity and waited to beat him into a pig's head later. However, she stroked Xiao Xuan's tail with some affection and said, "Just consider it a pity for that fox... guy."

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