Chapter 843: Chapter 843: Enchanting Little Fox Monster vs. Justice-Obsessed Female Taoist (Part 19) Tʜe sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs n͟o͟v͟e͟l͟f͟i͟r͟e͟.net
Gu Shengyin didn’t anticipate incorrectly.
Her time began to run out.
She needed to cultivate diligently to improve her strength as soon as possible.
Although it was quite safe in Lotus City, she ultimately couldn’t spend a lifetime comfortably waiting here to die, right?
She was a Nine-Tailed White Fox, naturally supreme and esteemed bloodline, which did not allow her to be a cowardly monster.
In the Monster Race, bloodlines determined strength. After she awakened, she possessed inherited memories with the most suitable cultivation techniques for the Nine-Tailed White Fox clan. Unlike the Human Race, which had hurdles at every minor stage and major realm, she as long as continued her cultivation without pause, she could reach the highest realm without bottlenecks and ascend to being a God.
Gu Shengyin, although concerned about her lover, never forgot about the great threat of Master Wu Xin.
As long as she was around, the Monster Race, especially those of ordinary tribes and small monsters with average strength, lived in constant fear.
Gu Shengyin once asked the system why the powerful beings of the Monster Race didn’t take action to kill Master Wu Xin.
The system’s answer made her sigh.
The Monster Race was not united. There were powerful great demons, but they each occupied their own territory and guarded against each other.
Master Wu Xin was very powerful and had many treasures on her body, making it difficult to kill her. Moreover, it could provoke a crazy retaliation from the Water Moon Sect.
Additionally, the Monster Race was cold-blooded. Those great demons with noble bloodline felt no sympathy for their fellow kin who died at the hands of Master Wu Xin. As long as their interests were not infringed, no one was willing to take such a big risk to kill her.
Gu Shengyin sneered, short-sighted, selfish, and lacking courage, a scattered bunch.
This was why the Monster Race had never produced a unifying Demon King over the years.
This was also why, despite their superior abilities, bloodline, and lifespan compared to humans, they were still suppressed by the Human Race.
She withdrew her thoughts, realizing that these matters were still too far from her current self.
The more time she spent on cultivation, the less time she had to find Yuan Xiu.
Yuan Xiu found his mind could no longer be at peace.
Every morning, after finishing his morning lessons, he would habitually stand at his door with his ears pricked, listening for that familiar knock.
If it wasn’t there, he would quietly sit on his meditation mat for a while, then start cultivating silently once more.
His Buddhist teachings were not neglected, but his mind was no longer as untouched by the world as before.
Yuan Xiu knew that on his once clear and empty spiritual platform, a little fox had quietly perched.
If he finished his morning lessons and that small white bundle arrived in his room as promised.
He would smile and greet her, and the two of them would tacitly understand, one silently practicing Buddhism while the other lay on him sleeping, or perhaps… watching him with those mysterious and beautiful eyes.
The emotions of the Monster Race were usually passionate and straightforward.
Benefactor Qing Bo would occasionally say things like, “Yuan Xiu, you look really good,” “You’re my favorite,” and so on.
At first, Yuan Xiu felt uneasy or embarrassed when teased.
But now, he could easily reply, “Yuan Xiu, from head to toe, cannot compare to Benefactor Qing Bo’s eyes.”
His words certainly held a sense of refutation, yet they were also sincere.
Benefactor Qing Bo’s eyes were indeed the most beautiful he had ever seen in his lifetime.