Black clouds drifted, and in the instant they covered the moon, heaven and earth suddenly dimmed.
The Elder’s expression shifted, and he descended onto a moon-obscured mountain top, staring at a black shadow that had just landed in the distance. He asked coldly, "Who are you really?"
The night wind swept through, stirring eerie screeches in the deep mountains.
The shadow, holding a sword cultivator who was already unconscious with one hand, slowly turned around. The head above its collar suddenly transformed into a pitch-black wolf head. The wolf head turned, grinning, revealing gums streaked with blood and interlocking fangs.
The Elder froze.
Then, from beside him came a "tee-hee-hee" laugh, and a red-robed fox sauntered out, swaying, cradling its chin in its arms and leaning against a cold precipice.
These two were none other than General Gu and Granny Hong.
General Gu raised a hand and picked up the sword cultivator, lowering his head to bite fiercely into the cultivator’s neck.
The sword cultivator, in pain, abruptly opened his eyes, his gaze tearing toward the Elder’s position.
The Elder, burning with anger, lifted by Sword Control, shouted, "Demon!!"
Just as the words fell, he suddenly heard a dignified voice beside his ear.
"Xiaoming, how can you talk to your master like that?"
He was momentarily dazed, looked up, and saw a towering figure standing before him with hands folded behind its back.
That figure was incredibly tall, like a sky-reaching tower overlooking him, surrounded by blinding light that made it hard for him to gaze directly at it.
The Elder blinked, hurriedly shook his head, then suddenly stepped back.
Looking again, where was the towering figure? There stood only the red-robed fox, with three fluffy white tails swaying beneath the robe’s hem.
Accompanying it was the "crunch crunch" sound of chewing.
The sword cultivator’s abdomen had been split open, and General Gu was bending his head to enjoy the cultivator’s body, clutching the heart with one claw, taking a big bite at the mouth, then said, "The practiced one has a more potent taste, unlike mortals."
The Elder had not yet reacted when Granny Hong stepped forward and said, "As you can see, Elder, Song Yan was us in disguise. Our purpose was merely to force him out. You... wouldn’t refuse to cooperate with us and want to oppose the Fox and Wolf Races, would you?"
Elder: ...
Granny Hong raised her sharp face again, staring at the Elder playfully with vertical pupils. She lifted a claw to cradle her chin, glanced sideways at the jet-black giant wolf chewing on the sword cultivator, and asked, "Who is it really?"
The Elder clenched his fist tightly.
He wanted to draw his sword.
But he knew that once the sword was drawn today, the consequences would be too unpredictable.
How could his Sword Sect members possibly oppose the Fox and Wolf Races?
Even a single Granny Fox was enough to torment them severely. Now, four demons had come to the Three Kingdoms, and more Great Demons were on their way.
How could the Sword Sect be a match?
"Who is it?"
Granny Hong’s smile faded, her voice turning colder, her tone more aggressive.
General Gu’s chewing also quickened, seeming ready to act as soon as he finished.
And at this moment, the Elder’s voice arose.
"It’s Song Yan."
"Tee-hee-hee-hee, see, that’s the way."
Granny Hong cackled sharply.
General Gu also laughed.
After a long while, the two finished eating the sword cultivator and then turned around and flew away.
Only the Elder remained standing there, body and heart trembling, as if he still couldn’t believe the three words came from his own mouth.
Not only had the younger generation he was supposed to protect been eaten right in his face, but he was also yielding to help the demons cover up, no different from a traitor.
Crack...
Vaguely, he felt a fracture forming in a certain will inside his heart.
Originally, his plan was to break through to the Late Stage Of Crimson Palace next month.
...
A sly laugh from the fox and wolf echoed from afar.
General Gu licked his lips and said, "Your idea was good—disguising ourselves as others, how amusing."
Granny Hong sighed, "But Song Yan still hasn’t shown himself."
General Gu said, "Who cares."
Granny Hong said, "Then I’ll stir the waters more and see if he’ll come out!"