Chapter 119 Counterattack: Pretending Not to Know.

If it is Dongjun, then his many strange behaviors before, and even the evil aura around him, can be understood.

The True Lords of the Upper Clarity Realm do indeed have a somewhat unrestrained and arrogant air about them.

But the question is, how did Dongjun end up here?

He couldn't have been banished to this place because he committed a crime.

The Taiqing Realm governs the three realms of humans, the underworld, and immortals.

The Upper Clarity Realm governs the realms of demons, monsters, and chaotic beasts.

The relationship between the Shangqing Realm and the Taiqing Realm is one of mutual supervision and oversight. The True Lords and the Immortals have official duties and responsibilities to monitor each other.

Even if a True Lord who commits a crime in the Shangqing Realm is banished, they will only be banished to the Demon Realm or the Chaos Beast Realm.

No matter how powerful the Ancient Immortal Clan is, they could never extend their reach to the True Monarchs of the Upper Clarity Realm.

Every single one of those True Lords was either a demon or an ancient chaotic beast that had ascended to immortality, or they commanded countless demons. They were mostly arrogant and unruly in their actions, and did not follow any set rules.

In the Taiqing Realm, the unorthodox Dongwanggong, who floats around with his head everywhere, is not considered outrageous at all in the Shangqing Realm.

Moreover, Dongjun's master is a Supreme God True Man, a celestial being from the Upper Pure Realm.

His All-Seeing Eye, capable of piercing through all illusions, penetrating the spiritual platform of immortals, and tracing the origin of all things, is so powerful that it can even know past events and unspoken thoughts.

The ancient immortals framed Zhu Ming for obtaining his immortal position illegitimately, intending to take him to receive the Eye of All Laws to dispel falsehoods.

Moreover, Bitao heard that Shangyuan Shenzhen cherished his disciple Dongjun extremely, keeping him by his side almost constantly and personally teaching him everything in detail.

Such a powerful and protective master would know before anyone tried to harm his disciples, even before the plan began.

Moreover, although Dongjun went to Shangqing Realm, he is still the son of Qingming and a member of the Golden Crow clan. He cannot be arbitrarily dealt with or judged by people in Shangqing Realm.

This is somewhat like a princess who is married off to a foreign country for political reasons. Even if she leaves the country, she is still a "princess". If she commits a crime and is punished arbitrarily, it will cause chaos between the two countries.

If Dongjun is guilty, even if he needs to be punished, the Shangqing Realm should send someone to invite Qingming and Kunyi, along with the immortals of the Qingqing Realm, to discuss the matter before a final verdict can be reached.

If Dongjun is sentenced to be banished to the mortal realm, others may not know, but Bitao will definitely know, and Mingguang will surely tell her.

Therefore, it is ruled out that Dongjun was guilty of a crime and came here.

It's unlikely that Dongjun's presence here indicates that the Shangqing Realm discovered the trouble in the Taiqing Realm and, instead of informing the Qingming Immortal Emperor and the Myriad Realms Heavenly Dao Kunyi, brought people here to "overstep their bounds" and investigate.

This is inconsistent with the long-standing cooperative pattern between the two regions.

So, there's only one possibility left for Dongjun to be here...

Bitao recalled that after the second competition, when she passed away, the Heavenly Dao of the Myriad Realms, Kunyi, had taken Mingguang to the Shangqing Realm once.

At the time, it was publicly announced that Mingguang had gone to meet the Queen of Shangqing.

But Bitao knew Mingguang too well. She didn't even ask him about it. Mingguang was very narrow-minded. Once she squeezed in, there was no room for a second person in his heart.

This Dongjun was probably brought here by Kunyi herself.

As for what they'll do... there are too many possibilities, so it's impossible to determine at the moment.

She looked down at Dongjun, her mind filled with countless thoughts, but she only paused for a few breaths.

Bitao felt a tingling sensation starting from the back of her head, which then spread to her back where she began to sweat.

She wasn't afraid of Dongjun himself, nor was she afraid of hurting Mingguang's older brother.

His older brother's cultivation was obviously suppressed. He had been by the side of the Upper Origin God True Man in the Upper Clarity Realm for so many years. Surely he couldn't only have this much ability?

The fact that she was able to successfully ambush him was simply because no one had taken precautions against this seemingly frail and dying woman.

Bitao was sweating because she was thinking of Dongjun and his master, Shangyuan Shenzhen, who were extremely compatible in temperament, practically inseparable.

If Dongjun is here, then Shangyuan Shenzhen must also be here.

If Bitao had acted ruthlessly just now, and Shangyuan Shenzhen had intervened, her life might have been spared, but her "underwear" would definitely have been stripped off.

With the all-seeing eye that can dispel illusions, who among the immortals of the Nine Heavens, including the True Lords of the Upper Clarity Realm, doesn't turn pale at the mere mention of it?

For immortals, being scantily clad in front of humans is nothing unusual.

What's truly frightening is having your thoughts read at a glance.

Bitao has many shameful thoughts.

Bitao guessed that she had been seen through, but she could not sense the location of the Upper Source God.

She bit her tongue, at least appearing very calm.

She crouched down, looked at Dongjun, and said, "Since you came to save me, I won't do anything to you."

Bitao imitated Mingguang's lecturing manner and said in a serious tone, "But it is really wrong of you to collude with those people."

Dongjun: "..." You've lived long enough to encounter all sorts of things.

Even a vicious fairy maid who committed a crime and was sentenced to be banished to the mortal realm could teach him how to be a human being!

He glared at Bitao—the meaning being, "Since you're not going to do anything to me, why don't you let me go?"

Bitao pretended not to understand.

She gazed intently into Dongjun's eyes, which were remarkably similar to Mingguang's. From his eyebrows and eyes, she looked down at the small red mole on his chin, which, like Mingguang's, was located on his lower jaw.

The two brothers are not twins, so why do they look so alike?

Based on the expression in his eyes and his previous behavior, Bitao deduced that although he wanted to save her, he did not know who she was.

He used to either want to carry her or volunteer to carry her while walking.

No matter how long he spent in Shangqing Realm with demons and monsters, he wouldn't be so demonic as to be dissolute and glib towards his younger brother's lover.

The way he looked at her before was full of interest, and his tone of voice rose and fell like a song. On the spirit boat, he even asked her if she liked his face.

At that time, Bitao felt that he deliberately transformed into Mingguang's appearance, which was aimed at her, and she found it disgusting.

Now it seems... Dongjun always looked like this.

The way Bitao stared intently at him when she looked at him might have made him misunderstand that she liked his appearance.

Only then would he deliberately shake his few golden "feathers" on the spirit boat, spread his long legs, and act as if he were a dashing and unrestrained man.

It's understandable; birds often have this tendency to be aloof and self-admiring.

Mingguang didn't have it because he was too hard on himself from a young age, suppressing and cutting off his personal desires, let alone his racial habits.

As for Dongjun coming in the middle of the night, wanting me to go with him...

What kind of mess is this?!

Bitao closed her eyes in annoyance.

He got up and walked out of the cell.

Since Dongjun didn't recognize her, she decided to pretend she didn't recognize him.

He added with utmost seriousness, "Moreover, a true man walks the world with integrity and uprightness, and you should not do evil deeds while wearing other people's faces."

After she finished speaking, she didn't look at Dongjun's reaction anymore.

The Heavenly Dao of the Myriad Realms brought Dongjun to this realm, but it is still unknown what he intends to do. Bitao should not interfere with other people's plans.

"Ugh... Ugh..." Dongjun couldn't speak, his throat emitting muffled sounds as he writhed on the ground like a worm.

He watched in disbelief as the heartless fairy turned and left.

They just left him here and ignored him?

He came to save her...

Without him by her side, she couldn't get out at all.

The only heavily guarded place in this immortal's residence is this prison. If she goes out in her disheveled state, which clearly indicates she's escaped from prison, she'll be caught immediately.

Dongjun wanted to call his master.

However, because the spiritual energy cannot be mobilized, the secret transmission of sound naturally cannot be achieved.

He watched the female immortal walk towards the door and thought to himself, if she were caught again, it certainly wouldn't be as simple as just using magic artifacts to imprison her.

He shouldn't have been so arrogant, allowing his master to suppress almost all of his cultivation.

He simply couldn't break through the binding artifact made from those broken bones.

But just as Dongjun was so anxious that he almost transformed into a snake and swam to the prison door, he noticed that the female immortal who was walking towards the door did not continue to leave.

Instead, he opened the cell door next to it.

Dong Jun's anxious expression froze for a moment.

She wouldn't be thinking of saving people even in her condition, would she?

Dongjun admitted that this female fairy was somewhat clever and capable.

Before she was captured, Dongjun followed behind the group of immortals, helping them chase after her.

She resisted fiercely, even escaping into the realm of mortals.

Although she was eventually caught, she acted very cleverly.

After being captured, he stopped struggling in vain, which only worsened his injuries.

Moreover, she had clearly just been sentenced to be banished to the mortal realm, yet she didn't directly ask those people foolish questions like "Where is this place?", "Who are you people?", or "Why did you arrest me?"—questions that every banished immortal who has been arrested would ask in the same way.

Every word she uttered was an attempt to entice those banished immortals to reveal the state of this realm.

Every single sentence is.

They can even pinpoint a person's worst traits, claiming she was convicted of promiscuity and fabricating a high-and-mighty lover as bait for the conversation.

Those few ethereal beings easily fell into the trap of their rhetoric, unconsciously revealing information to her, yet they were smug and felt a great sense of satisfaction in humiliating her.

It must be said that Dongjun, who was originally indifferent, was drawn to her attention by her behavior and words.

He hadn't met such a calm and intelligent person who knew how to make the most of his surroundings in many years.

The demons of Shangqing Realm are often called cunning, but in Dongjun's eyes, they are nothing more than a bunch of fools.

Even though they possess a wide variety of alluring spells, they rely too heavily on them and can never shake off their animalistic nature. They simply do not understand that the art of manipulating people's hearts is the most exquisite and unsolvable illusion in the world.

On the other hand, this female immortal, even if we don't know what crime she committed, is truly intelligent and insightful, and knows how to manipulate people's hearts.

To conserve her energy, she later lay on the ground pretending to be dead, which even Dongjun found somewhat adorable.

That's why he would offer to carry her or hold her in his arms.

Even Dongjun, caught off guard, had several holes dug in his body by her and was unable to resist, which was a novel experience he hadn't had in a long time.

She was able to hold her own against him and not be at a disadvantage!

He found her very interesting.

It's really interesting.

Dongjun was very happy and excited because he had met an interesting person.

But surprisingly, she chose this moment to save people...

Kindness is indeed a wonderful quality, but when it is misplaced, it becomes foolish kindness.

She probably won't even get out of this cell.

Dongjun suddenly lost interest.

He had seen too many foolishly kind people, and none of them had a good ending.

He lay there, coldly watching the female fairy use the key he had brought to open the cell doors, one cell after another.

Those immortals who had their immortal pearls removed, who had become mortals, and who were still incomplete, were released one by one.

The guards patrolling the prison cells left because Dongjun brought them a midnight snack.

Dongjun estimated the time; the guards should be back soon.

At that time, none of these "mortals," including that female immortal, will be able to escape.

It seems his efforts tonight have been in vain once again.

Dong Jun felt utterly indifferent. He had thought he had met an interesting and intelligent person, but it seemed he was wrong.

He lay there motionless, not even bothering to look at the fairy again.

A shadow swept past the ever-burning lamp, and the Supreme God landed on the ground, lifeless, without even a speck of dust being stirred.

With a sudden flash of inspiration, he freed his imprisoned disciple.

Dongjun glanced at his master, then stood up and shook off the pile of bone-breaking artifacts from his body.

Then, he casually straightened his robes, his voice cold and indifferent, and said, "Master, let's go."

The Supreme God of Origin, with his dark blue robe trailing on the ground, stepped forward and raised his hand to wipe away the dirt and grime that had covered his disciple, including the wounds and bloodstains from being pierced.

Upon hearing Dongjun say he was leaving, Shangyuan Shenzhen raised his long, ink-painted eyebrows, and spoke clearly and melodiously from his pale lips, with intonation as if reciting a Zen sutra: "What, you endured the disgust of drinking and socializing with those despicable beasts all night, and now you're not going to save that female immortal after finally getting this opportunity?"

The gentleness and vitality that Dongjun had shown earlier were like a fire extinguished by a torrential downpour of icy rain, leaving not a single spark. Only a cloud of mist rose on his face, carving him into a snowy figure.

He spoke, his voice like shattered ice and cracked jade: "Good advice is useless to a damned ghost."

As someone from the Taiqing Realm, he shouldn't be meddling in anything related to the Shangqing Realm.

However, it was just a passing fancy... and now all interest has vanished.

After Dongjun finished speaking, he was about to leave, but Shangyuan Shenzhen raised his hand and pressed down on his shoulder, saying, "No rush."

"Let's take another look."

Dongjun frowned slightly, revealing deep vertical lines between his brows.

He stood there, his golden eyes blazing, his gaze sharp as snow, his robes pristine, his expression solemn.

If he had appeared in front of Bitao in this state before, he might have been able to confuse her for a moment.

Dongjun said, "I haven't finished the things my mother entrusted to me, so I can't delay any longer, Master..."

Shangyuan Shenzhen held up a finger to his lips, signaling Dongjun not to speak.

Then, she raised her jade-like fingers and gently touched Dongjun's shoulder, and the two of them immediately disappeared from the spot.

All that remained were scattered bones used to make ritual implements.

Shangyuan Shenzhen looked towards the end of the prison. Dongjun could not disobey his master and leave on his own, but he really had no interest in caring about anyone's life or death.

He was indeed Mingguang's biological brother, and the two were extremely similar, not only in appearance but also in temperament.

However, the two people have opposite personalities.

Mingguang always appears outwardly as a snow-covered ice sculpture, but inwardly he is like a molten lava fire. He values ​​rules and emotions. Once you pry open his cold and hard shell, you will find someone soft, approachable, and sweet.

But Dongjun is different.

If he wanted, he could befriend anyone and win over everyone's hearts. But his heart was like a vast, icy plain, impenetrable for a thousand feet, unyielding for years, and he only poured his passion into things that interested him.

He despised rules, and his emotions were capricious.

He arbitrarily enforces the heavenly rules, and once he senses that something is detrimental to his interests or that there is no hope of achieving his expectations, like the female immortal's "foolish kindness," he cannot satisfy her.

He would then be able to truly stand by and watch someone die without offering help.

His temperament, compared to Mingguang's excessive strictness and intolerant nature of any impurity, is indeed more suitable for being a ruler.

Mingguang led the ancient immortal clan to participate in the competition. They worked tirelessly for people both in heaven and on earth, but after being betrayed and slightly punished, they were still talked about.

If it were Dongjun, he could make those people laugh and be grateful to die for him. He wouldn't allow anyone to find the slightest fault in him.

Now that Dongjun is no longer a candidate for Immortal Emperor, he is more than capable of dealing with cunning demons and monsters in the Shangqing Realm.

Dongjun wanted to leave, but his master wouldn't, so he could only look at the female immortal and see how she would suffer the consequences of her foolish kindness.

Sure enough, the guards returned after finishing their late-night snack.

Upon seeing that these immortals had been released, he was immediately enraged.

He roared, "Get back here, all of you! The magical artifact in my hand doesn't have eyes!"

"We won't suffer any karmic consequences or sins if we kill you all!"

The guards in the prison were all hired mortals, and what he said was true.

Those wicked immortals who capture people are incredibly cunning; they commit countless evil deeds but refuse to bear even the slightest karmic consequences.

They do not actually kill people, but those who pass through their hands suffer a fate worse than death.

Immortals stripped of their celestial pearls, even if reduced to mortals in this realm, will not be subject to reincarnation. These immortals were not originally from this realm, and the underworld will not send such "visitors from beyond the heavens" into the cycle of reincarnation to disrupt order.

If mortals kill them, they will not incur any karmic consequences; it is better to trample on an insect or ant to avoid incurring negative karma.

This was something Dongjun learned after he left his body and infiltrated the underworld once.

Those immortals whose celestial pearls had been removed were already mortals with no extraordinary abilities. Coupled with their physical disabilities, they were clearly afraid of these guards.

However, some immortals who were already living a life worse than death began to fight back. They thought it was better to die out of the world than to live such a hopeless and undignified life!

The scene descended into chaos, naturally triggering the array within the prison cell.

Dongjun looked at the female immortal, and a little bit of expectation rose in his heart again.

If she deliberately created this situation so she could slip away in the chaos, then she's quite clever.

He can still lend her a hand on the road ahead.

However, Dongjun saw that the female immortal nimbly dodged the fighting people, but did not take advantage of the chaos to escape. Instead, she continued to move around the prison cell door.

He seemed determined to save everyone.

Dongjun turned his head and asked Yuan Shenzhen, "What else is interesting to see?"

Her fate, and the fates of these people, are already sealed.

“I think it looks great.” Shangyuan Shenzhen looked at Dongjun with eyes as calm as a deep lake and as dark as an abyss, and said as if chanting a sutra, “You are good in every way, except that your temperament is too fiery and you have no patience at all.”

Dongjun truly admired his master's boundless magical power and held him in the highest esteem. If there was anyone in this world he would listen to, it would probably only be Shangyuan Shenzhen.

He patiently continued to observe those people.

The female fairy has already opened all the cell doors.

In the midst of the chaotic battle, this group of incomplete and imperfect immortals managed to temporarily subdue the few mortal guards.

Some of the smarter ones have already taken advantage of the chaos to run away.

The remaining group surrounded the female fairy who held the key, seemingly taking her as their leader, as if she truly had a way to break through the barrier just by holding a bunch of keys.

"laugh".

Dongjun couldn't help but chuckle.

A group of banished immortals who have lost their celestial pearls and whose bodies are crippled, and adult men whose strength is inferior to that of mortals.

Yunmeng and her group are here; they can wipe out a whole bunch of these people with a wave of their hand!

Where are you running to?

"Are you really not going to help that female immortal anymore?" Shangyuan Shenzhen asked Dongjun in a strange tone, and if you listened closely, you could hear a hint of sarcasm in his voice.

Dongjun coldly replied, "Everyone has their own destiny. Doesn't Master often say that the way of nature is the way of the world?"

"Alright." Shangyuan Shenzhen stopped asking him questions, but still refused to leave, so he hid in the cell and watched quietly.

Dongjun's patience ran out.

Fortunately, everything is almost over.

The Yunmengs and others, whom he had painstakingly gotten drunk, arrived.

The sound of the heavy restrictions being broken brought a renewed sense of panic to the group who had just achieved a "great victory" and hadn't even had time to feel euphoric.

Some of them were indeed terrified, and in order to survive, they even considered releasing the few mortal guards and retreating back into their cells as if nothing had happened.

But most people have the arrogance to gamble everything.

Among them was the guardian deity who, despite losing his eyesight, could still move freely outside the prison using only his hearing and senses.

When you hear that those people are coming, step forward.

He couldn't see where Bitao was, so he simply took a step forward and spoke in a gentle and calm voice: "This fairy, please step back and wait."

"Although we are physically disabled and cannot fight back, if we attack together, we may be able to hold them off for a while."

"If you can take that opportunity to escape, we will repay you for your predicament and extend a helping hand."

The crowd knocked out the guards and gathered together. Apart from those who tried to escape or sneaked back into their cells, not one person disagreed with the words of the former guardian deity.

They moved their mutilated bodies forward, blocking the peach blossoms.

The guardian deity tore off a piece of the edge of his robe and tied it over his eyes, maintaining his dignity even in his final moments.

With his back to Bitao, he said, "It's a pity that I've lost my sight and missed the chance to meet you, so I can't see what a beautiful and radiant fairy you are."

Bitao listened to the words of this proud and unyielding immortal and was filled with emotion.

Such a refined and elegant immortal, with a heart full of hope, should never have died in obscurity.

Meanwhile, some of the immortals who had rushed over because they had triggered the restriction had already arrived at the door in a rage.

Dongjun looked at the "human wall" blocking the female immortal and thought coldly: What good is it to win people's hearts in such a foolish way? The outcome will not change.

Why are there always so many fools in this world who sacrifice their lives for some unnecessary so-called emotional or moral reasons, instead of trying to find a more effective way?

It's as if dying like this would make it a more glorious death.

He really didn't want to watch anymore.

He turned around, intending to "disobey" his master, and walked away first.

However, the Upper Source God held his shoulder down, rendering him unable to move.

Then, an irresistible celestial force lifted his chin, forcing him to look in that direction.

"Master, you..."

The moment Dongjun spoke, the first of the arriving immortals to rush in was Yunmeng.

The female fairy, who had been blocked behind him by the crowd, had vanished in the blink of an eye.

He looked around the cell but couldn't find it.

Did they seize the opportunity to escape?

"What are you all doing standing here? Are you looking to die?!"

When Yunmeng saw this group of banished immortals, whose immortal pearls had been removed, piled up here with an imposing aura, it was as ridiculous as seeing a bunch of lowly and pathetic rats surrounding a tiger's feet, trying to trip it up with their "small bodies".

With a wave of his hand, the "human wall" instantly crumbled.

These people, whose bodies were already crippled, lay sprawled on the ground.

Without the Immortal Pearl, they are less vulnerable than the wild grass on the mountain.

With a sneer, Yunmeng with fox-like eyes mobilized her spiritual energy to suppress these people, preventing them from even getting up.

He said sarcastically, "What, you want to risk your life for me and get me entangled in some karma?"

"Pah! You guys... uh!"

Just as he was spouting his arrogant words, directly above him, a silent figure, clinging like a spider to the jagged stone ceiling of the prison, Bitao, mobilized all the immortal spirits at her disposal to form an array in mid-air. Seizing the opportune moment, she leaped down, carrying the array with her.

This is a formation that imprisons immortal spirits. This formation was something that Bitao had just learned from the bones that had once pierced through her major acupoints, and she even added some spirit-shifting formations that she was good at.

They were piled together and placed over the head of Yunmeng's fox-eyed mind.

His spiritual energy was instantly sealed, and the spiritual energy that had been gathered on his body was instantly transferred away, leaving him frozen in place.

As Bitao jumped down, an iron key was wedged between her index and middle fingers.

She unleashed her new ultimate technique, "Thousand Cuts," by pushing her available spiritual energy to its limit.

If she were truly a mystical immortal now, those fox-like eyes would be sliced ​​into a bloody mist by Bitao in the blink of an eye.

But Bitao's ability to mobilize spiritual energy was far too limited. The only effect of this thousand cuts was to tear apart his robes by sticking to the oily skin of the fox-eyed man.

With the key between her fingers, Bitao jumped down close to him.

The force of the leap from the height, combined with his own weight, allowed him to take advantage of the brief moment when the fox's eyes lost their spiritual energy, and directly pierce the key into his chest.

Then, after the peach blossoms fell to the ground, the key, so blunt it could no longer be used as a blade, had already ripped open the fox-eyed man's chest.

Bitao knelt on the ground, stood up, and directly inserted her hands into his hot chest to search.

The palm slid down the waist and abdomen and directly entered the spiritual palace. The wooden spirit in the palm searched around and soon found a small bead that emitted a rich spiritual energy.

"Uh...ha..."

All of this happened in the blink of an eye. Bitao pulled her hand away, pinched the blood-stained bead, and put it into her mouth without bothering to wipe it off.

At that moment, Fox Eyes saw the female immortal standing right next to him put a blood-soaked immortal pearl into her mouth right in front of him, and he didn't even realize that it was his.

It wasn't until his dulled senses were released along with the binding array on his spiritual platform that he felt the tearing pain in his chest.

He raised his hand to cover his stomach, but almost pressed his palm into his chest cavity.

He looked down—it was the most horrific and bloody scene he had ever seen in his life.

His abdomen was ripped open, and his internal organs were slowly flowing downwards due to inertia.

At that moment, the other people who had followed Fox Eyes rushed in as well.

Because Fox-Eyed Cloud Dream hadn't had time to fall yet.

Those who had fallen and were still standing were the banished immortals whose celestial pearls had been removed.

Therefore, the people who had rushed over slowed down when they reached the door.

Someone said to the person behind the fox-eyed man, "Fellow Daoist Yunmeng, you've taken care of everything..."

At this moment, Fox Eyes finally couldn't hold on any longer. He clutched his chest with both hands and knelt down on the ground with a thud.

He knelt down in front of Bitao.

He didn't even manage to shout once throughout the entire process.

Bitao raised her hand and placed it on the top of his head.

As soon as the Immortal Pearl entered her mouth, she was able to flexibly control the Wood Spirit.

Bitao infused fox-eyed's body with wood spirit to heal his wounds, determined not to let him die so easily.

After all, Bitao remembered very clearly what they had said earlier.

The cultivators here must not be entangled in karma. They must not kill or harm living beings.

Bitao is always extremely good at identifying rules that are in her favor.

At the same time, Bitao was also quickly assessing and testing the extent to which her cultivation had been suppressed by infusing spiritual energy into the fox-eye.

Seeing that the fox's eyes were filled with blood from its disembowelment, and that the blinking stopped because of the wood spirit she had infused, Bitao was relieved.

Before anyone could react to what was happening, she kicked the fox-eyed man kneeling before her like a dutiful son and grandson on the shoulder—and with lightning speed, she charged through the air toward the people at the door!