Fox Demon Cultivation Manual [ BL ]

Chapter 60

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Few people in the Demon Realm had seen the Demon King before. But all the demons knew that their monarch was a deity who had descended from the Nine Heavens. He was a nine-tailed Tu Shan white fox, a rakshasa1
who could use blue flames at will.

Song Ci was still hugging the umbrella in his hands. When he looked up, he felt as if the Rong Bai before him was still lacking something the other Rong Bai drenched in blood had. 

How could such a gentle person be the Demon King who had slaughtered half the Demon Realm? How was it possible that he was that cruel, tyrannical Demon King?

Song Ci did not want to believe it, but the facts were laid out before him.

“Huh?” The man behind him whispered, “It seems that you have some blood ties to that Demon King.”

Song Ci turned his head. “How do you know?” 

“I smell blood.” The man wrinkled his nose. “It comes from above. It’s very subtle, but it has the same scent as your blood.”

Song Ci’s panicked heart pounded wildly in his chest.  

Was Rong Bai injured?

“Yeah, well. He was already wounded to begin with, and his soul isn’t complete either. It’s natural for him to be overstrained…”

The man’s voice rang in his ears again, but Song Ci was not paying attention. He slowly stood up with his eyes still fixed on Rong Bai in his fluttering white robe. Numerous questions flashed through his mind in an instant. 

“Gege!” The maiden voice broke through the chaos. The other maiden helped the maiden who resembled Rong Bai to the spot below him.

Rong Bai shifted his gaze over when he heard her, but there was only distance and indifference in his eyes. There was none of the joy of seeing his kin as he clenched his right hand to put away Du’e. He obviously did not want to put on a display of brotherly-sisterly affection under the gazes of so many people. Thus, with a swing of his white sleeves, he vanished from the air.

The maiden below looked delighted as she followed after him, leaving behind a horde of demons kneeling before the pitch-black night. 

Song Ci tapped his toe on the ground. “He has already left. You can stop kneeling.”

On hearing him, Qinyu looked up, then patted the dust off her body before rising to her feet with a severe expression still on her face. Upon seeing her expression, Song Ci could not help asking, “Aren’t you an immortal? Why are you kneeling to a Demon King? Would this be considered a defection?”

Qinyu cast him a sidelong glance. “Weren’t you kneeling too?” 

“I’m different from you. I was frightened into kneeling, but you kneeled out of your own accord.” Song Ci contended.

Qinyu was startled. She did not expect him to voice out such a shameless thing in such a frank manner. But then, she felt that it made sense. After all, there was a sea of people in the Six Realms who feared Rong Bai; it was not really that shameful to be afraid of him. 

She said, “Rong Bai was a deity from the Divine Realm in the past. So what’s wrong with me kneeling before him? Things are already at this juncture, and you are still concerned about my affairs?”

Song Ci furrowed his eyebrows and hesitated for a moment before saying, “Let’s go.” 

“What?” Qinyu widened her eyes in surprise. “Where do you want to go?”