Fox Demon Cultivation Manual [ BL ]

Chapter 66

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Not expecting this demon with a zero sense of presence to speak out so suddenly, the group of people before them were all simultaneously stunned.

Song Ci spread out his palm for them to see. His palm was now oozing with pus after the blisters had broken. Raising his voice, he said fiercely, “You launched a sneak attack from the back while others were unprepared. Didn’t your parents teach you to be open and aboveboard? You ganged up to bully one, and yet you still see it as an honor. Exactly who gave you the courage to challenge Master Rong? What a bunch of shameless scum!”

Song Ci was railing at them so smoothly that he did not even realize that he had let slip a ‘Master Rong’. After he was done scolding, he even imitated Zhu Qin and spat out a “bah”.

Zhu Qin’s face was as black as the bottom of a pot. He gnashed his teeth and demanded, “What did you say?”

Song Ci raised his chin haughtily, with the challenge in his gaze unconcealed. “Why? Did I say anything wrong?”

“The nerve of you!” Zhu Qin’s face flushed with anger. With a raise of his right hand, he pulled out a broadsword about half the height of a man. The body of the blade was ablaze with red flames. Song Ci could feel the heat from it even at a distance away. 

Zhu Qin grasped the hilt of the broadsword and stabbed its tip into the ground. He fumed, “You’re courting death!”

“Zhu Qin!” The man next to him held out a hand before Zhu Qin’s right hand to stop him. “This little demon is just deriving pleasure from ranting. It’s easy to kill him, but our goal is Tu Shan Rong Bai.”

On hearing that, Song Ci let loose an exaggerated laugh. “That’s right. I’m deriving pleasure from ranting. After scolding you, I felt incomparably wonderful. Hahahaha…”

When had Zhu Qin been treated in this way before? He shoved away the man’s hand, swung the broadsword in a circle to build up force, and struck out towards Song Ci’s head. The scorching flame came assaulting him at such a speed that there was barely time to dodge.

However, Song Ci was already on his guard. He raised his hand and conjured up Du’e in his palm in the form of a scimitar. Pressing it against his elbow, he received Zhu Qin’s blow that had come hacking down on him from above.

One could tell that there was a great difference between both weapons just by looking at their shapes alone. Furthermore, Zhu Qin’s blade was still ablaze with bright flames.

The shrill sound of metal confronting metal rang out the moment the blades collided. Du’e intercepted the broadsword’s attack, but Song Ci was somewhat unable to maintain his hold on it, feeling as if there was a massive mountain pressing down on him. He parted his legs, with one forward and one backward, to steel himself. But the blow from Zhu Qin’s attack pushed his feet into the ground, producing a pair of footprints.

Du’e emitted a faint black light which enveloped most of Song Ci’s body to cast a barrier against the destructive flame. Their eyes met. 

And Song Ci saw the fury and astonishment in Zhu Qin’s eyes.

It wasn’t just Zhu Qin. Even those Zhu juniors behind him all had a look of disbelief on their faces.

Just as Zhu Qin was feeling stunned, he felt a sudden stab of pain from his waist. Immediately right after, a strong force hit him and sent him flying.

No one noticed when Rong Bai made his move. All they saw was a flash of his golden clothes as he kicked Zhu Qin on the waist with accuracy and brutality. Just a single kick, and he had sent Zhu Qin tumbling through the air.