Without likes or dislikes, without sorrow or joy, it perched atop the White Jade Mirror Tower, its nine thick, long fox tails swaying with the purple flames of demonic energy. In Feng Bingwen's eyes, it enveloped the entire White Jade Capital, transforming a fairy-like jade palace into a demon city.
"I was unaware that the Demon Saint was interested in Bai Yujing."
Even under that overwhelming pressure, Feng Bingwen felt no pressure at all, only a gentle breeze on his face. However, his spiritual senses were trembling wildly, driving him away from this terrifying presence.
"What? Now you know, do you want to give it to me?"
The nine-tailed fox leaped lightly from the tower. Although its body was as large as a mountain, it still felt incredibly agile. When it landed, Feng Bingwen didn't feel any tremor beneath his feet, as if the demon saint's body was as light as a feather.
"If the Demon Saint likes it, then take it. In any case, it was forced upon me by Fellow Daoist Chixiao."
Feng Bingwen appeared carefree and easygoing, seemingly indifferent to Bai Yujing.
"Forced on you?"
Facing Feng Bingwen, the nine-tailed fox demon paused, even the rising demonic energy faltered for a moment, before returning to normal. He walked up to Feng Bingwen, lowered his head and gently sniffed this person whose strength was pitifully weak, yet who was accompanied by immortal energy.
"What do you take me for? I originally intended to use this Jade City as my temporary palace, but that old fellow was afraid of getting into trouble, so he gave it to you. Now that it's in your hands, I'm no longer interested."
"My Lord Demon Saint, please have some self-respect!"
Although the large fox in front of him claimed it wasn't interested in the white jade mirror, Feng Bingwen remained vigilant. The fox kept sniffing him, and it seemed it was even planning to lick it.
"That's really interesting!"
Upon hearing Feng Bingwen's resistant words, the great fox let out a soft laugh. Its demonic energy transformed into a tornado that swirled around its body. A moment later, the violent demonic energy dissipated, and a handsome, almost demonic, man appeared on the spot, captivating at first sight.
Silver hair, a fox tail, still nine strands, but this great fox transformed into a truly handsome man. Although his face was almost bewitching, his broad chest and upright figure exuded the masculine beauty of a human.
"how?"
The demon saint, transformed into a handsome fox spirit, stretched out his arms, clearly displeased with Feng Bingwen's resistant attitude.
Since his fox form couldn't attract the seemingly extraordinary young boy, he transformed into human form.
"..."
Upon seeing the transformed form of this demon saint, Feng Bingwen pursed his lips, pondered for a moment, and then took several dozen steps back.
"..."
This time, it was the Demon Saint's turn to be speechless. He had to admit and face a fact.
"You ignored my charm?"
"..."
Feng Bingwen was naturally speechless; he didn't know what to say at this moment.
If it were a female fox, he could barely give it a try given his current physical condition, but this is a male fox. Although he looks good, he has no intention of taking the land route.
"Kid, I'm quite interested in you. Can you tell me about your background? You smell like an old man reincarnated, but I don't remember you."
A strangely handsome fox-man. He reached out and ruffled his casually draped silver hair, retracting his fox ears and even concealing the nine incredibly soft-looking fox tails that danced behind him.
"So that the Demon Saint may know, I am not some great being reincarnated. In my previous life, I was just an ordinary person. In this life, I was just lucky enough to be invited by the Dragon King."
Feng Bingwen chose to tell the truth; he couldn't cover up a lie.
However, sometimes the truth sounds more absurd than a lie, and the handsome man in front of him frowned immediately upon hearing what he said.
"Good luck? Just a fluke?"
Qingqiu Demon Saint Jun Wuyou naturally did not believe Feng Bingwen's nonsense. In his eyes, there was no such thing as great fortune in this world. All those who were born with great fortune would eventually be harvested by some old fogies.
"It seems you haven't fully recovered your memories yet, but no matter who you are, now that I've run into you, I'm not going to let you get away with this so easily."
After saying that, Jun Wuyou looked at Feng Bingwen, who was startled by the impending doom but was completely unable to react.
Those were incredibly eerie and bewitching purple eyes, seemingly containing everything in the world, even the principles of heaven and earth. Just as Feng Bingwen was about to succumb to them, seven-colored immortal light shone behind him, and a majestic divine mountain appeared.
Sword Comes
"Ha, I knew it, it's coming out now!"
Seeing the strange phenomenon that appeared behind Feng Bingwen, Jun Wuyou remained calm and composed, which confirmed his thoughts: this kid was just talking nonsense, what a load of crap about good luck.
"Fortune and misfortune have no fixed gate; they are brought upon oneself. Fellow Daoist, are you tired of living?"
On the mountain, beside the thatched hut, one could see a young man in blue reclining. Seeing a great demon sage spying on him, the lazy look on his face slightly faded. But when he sat up straight, the words he asked were arrogant and domineering.
"What a convenient way to say that fortune and misfortune have no fixed door! Today I'm opening the door wide to see how you'll bring this calamity upon yourself!"
Jun Wuyou stared at the young man in blue on the sacred mountain, his tone equally assertive, but his mind was completely on edge. He couldn't sense the young man's presence; he seemed to be nothing more than a wandering phantom, not existing in this world.
Otherwise, he would have attacked the moment the boy appeared before him. Even if the boy lived in a blessed land, he was confident he could strike him as soon as the boy revealed himself.
Before meeting this young man in blue, this was his plan. If he did not possess such supernatural powers, he would not have casually spied on others' backgrounds and acted recklessly.
"Third brother, do you have some free time?"
The young man in blue showed neither joy nor anger, but instead looked up. In that instant, the sacred mountain disappeared, the young man in blue vanished, and a great sun rose, with a divine being riding a dragon chariot leading the way.
Huh~
The fire spirit roared like a dragon and a snake, and the crimson sun fire surged and spread like waves in the Jade Capital. The demon saint, who was originally only three zhang away from Feng Bingwen, disappeared in an instant. The next moment after he disappeared, a dragon spear wrapped in true sun fire pierced the spot where he stood.
boom--
The Jade Palace in the Immortal City trembled instantly. If the divine being wielding the Dragon Spear hadn't restrained ninety percent of his power in time, the Jade City would have collapsed on the spot. Even so, shocking cracks still spread throughout the Jade City.
"Aren't you prohibited from freely entering the world?"
Seeing a crack spreading beside him, Feng Bingwen turned his head and questioned, "This bullet has pierced my heart. This is my possession. I haven't even moved in yet, and it's almost been destroyed."
"They've been spying on us again and again. If we don't emerge soon, it won't be long before some random cats and dogs break in!"
In response to Feng Bingwen's question, the young man, who seemed like a sun god descending to earth, replied.
He saw his lazy and bored second brother, who had been constantly disturbed by outside prying eyes over the past few years. He had long harbored resentment, and today he finally found an opportunity to explode.
"Then can we fight in the sky instead of here?"
Knowing that this battle was unavoidable, Feng Bingwen quickly made a request.
The purpose of this third-ranked Sun God's birth was clearly to show off his fists and demonstrate his power, so that people wouldn't keep staring at him every now and then.
"Can."
Surrounded by the blazing fire of the sun, the Sun God looked up. The next moment, a powerful demonic aura erupted in the highest part of the sky, turning the brilliant blue sky purple. A bewitching yet majestic white fox stretched out its nine tails.
This is a challenge!
Suddenly, above the sky where the great sun hung high, most of the living beings in Donghua Continent saw a second great sun rise in the sky.
On this day, the entire nation was shaken, and the court and the people were in turmoil. The emperor walked out of the palace, looked up at the sun, and even though his eyes were burning and tears were streaming down his face, he did not lower his head.
Outside of Daqian, the continent dominated by humans but still plagued by constant conflict and war experienced a brief period of peace, with many wars abruptly ending due to the appearance of the second sun.
And this is only the beginning. The shock caused by the simultaneous appearance of two suns is only just beginning. The solar divine power spreading in the sky has also awakened many ancient beings that were sleeping.
All of this was temporarily irrelevant to Feng Bingwen, who was standing on the ruined Jade Palace. He was currently gazing intently at the sky, but even with the supernatural powers that had arisen in his tomb, he could not discern the battle between gods and demons taking place in the highest heavens.
All he could see was the sun's true fire filling the sky and the rising, sweeping purple demonic energy that was not giving way to each other. Apart from that, there were black threads that appeared for a moment and then healed in the next instant when the two collided.
"You absolutely have to win!"
Feng Bingwen silently waited with anticipation. Although he couldn't see how the battle was going, he could easily imagine that if the third brother, who was like a sun god descending to earth, won this battle...
For a long time to come, no one will dare to bother him anymore, and no one will dare to use their supernatural powers to look at him or even deduce his background.
However, it is foreseeable that the number of his sycophants will increase or decrease depending on the outcome of this battle, though the probability of an increase is greater.
"Fellow Daoist Feng, what has happened?"
A faint, uneasy sound came from behind, and a mighty dragon aura surged forth, spreading a magnificent purple aura that then transformed into a familiar figure.
It was Xuan Ting Dragon King, a true dragon who should have been enjoying the joy of ascending to the dragon realm, but the sudden outbreak of battle completely dampened the spirits of the assembled immortals, saints, gods, and demons.
Unlike Feng Bingwen, who is currently in the Spirit Gathering Realm, these immortal saints and Buddhas who have already attained immortality felt as if the sky was about to collapse. Terrified, they could no longer sit still.
Moreover, this battle is somehow connected to them; one side is clearly a Great Sage of the Demon Clan who was invited, but what is the origin of the other side?
Xi Muqing felt she had found the answer.
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