CHAPTER 91: CHAPTER 90 SUBDUING SPIRIT FOX ISLAND・THREE

Facing the menacing and clearly ill-intentioned Hei Jiang and Bai Ge, Island Master Huan Yuelong understood that it was impossible for Spirit Fox Island not to shed blood this time.

However, Huan Yuelong’s concerns were no longer about how much blood they would have to shed this time, but about how to shed less in the future.

Mysteriously, her gaze turned toward Hong Yuan.

A woman’s sixth sense told her that regardless of whether Xuan Guangqiao, the Demon Saint’s godson, was actively involved, he must be in the know. Furthermore, he would definitely profit greatly in the end.

The biggest trouble seems to be satisfying the appetite of this Xuan Guangqiao, the Demon Saint’s godson. Having the backing of a Demon Saint from the Dragon God Sacred Land, his Luck Tao is so good it truly makes foxes envious. Huan Yuelong silently sighed, her willow-leaf brows gradually smoothing out.

Hong Yuan looked at the angry Huan Shuangmeng. It was as if he saw his past self in her, the one oppressed by Yue Yun and Chen Dongsheng, and he was lost in a momentary reverie.

Is this the script where the one who slays the evil dragon eventually becomes the evil dragon himself? No, I, Hong Yuan, have always been the evil dragon, or rather, a wicked serpent.

He would never miss an opportunity for personal gain. Using public resources for personal gain—that was his specialty!

"HISS~"

The memories faded, and Hong Yuan’s gaze cleared. He looked at Huan Shuangmeng with great interest.

Ahead, Huan Shuangmeng’s fine eyebrows were sharply arched as she pointed an accusing finger at Hei Jiang.

"This is slander! It was clearly of excellent grade; how could we dare to disrespect the great Demon Saint?" Huan Shuangmeng trembled with anger, loudly denouncing Hei Jiang for his villainy.

Upon hearing this, a sharp light flashed in Hei Jiang’s eyes, and he let out a cold snort.

The aquatic Demon Beasts behind him all released their imposing auras, while on the other side, the comparatively weaker Fox Cultivators also tensed, ready for a confrontation.

The entire valley seemed to surge with wind and clouds, suddenly filled with a murderous aura, as if a battle could erupt at the slightest disagreement.

"Little fox, one can eat carelessly, but one cannot speak carelessly," Hei Jiang said, his gaze fixed sinisterly on Huan Shuangmeng. "The Chenye Sea Area and Huiyao Sea Area haven’t been peaceful lately. Since you have such a fiery temper, little fox, why not take your clansmen to participate in the border defense battles in the sea regions? Earn some merit and establish yourselves?"

Huan Shuangmeng’s pupils constricted, and her face paled slightly.

The border defense battles in the sea regions were a meat grinder. Although Demon Cultivators could grow rapidly there, those who weren’t powerful enough simply wouldn’t survive.

Their Fox Cultivators were generally not skilled in direct combat. If they participated, their clan’s lineage would undoubtedly suffer a severe blow, perhaps even face a break in continuity.

Great Demon Beast Bai Ge burst out laughing. "HA HA, Taoist Heijiang, you’re still the same. Don’t scare the little fox."

He looked toward Island Master Huan Yuelong and said, "Island Master, it’s not that we’re deliberately making things difficult for you. It’s just that the rules are the rules, and everyone is thinking about the children’s future.

Speaking of which, our Black Dragon Palace is actually quite lacking in the Fox Cultivator lineage. You might want to give it a try; perhaps you can pass the assessment and enter the Palace."

Hong Yuan observed the successful use of "carrot and stick" and "good cop, bad cop" tactics. After taking another look at Island Master Huan Yuelong’s expression, he clearly understood that Spirit Fox Island was about to be taken.

Sure enough, Island Master Huan Yuelong frankly admitted their fault, only stating that they needed some time to gather the cultivation resources.

In the center of Spirit Fox Island, a group of Fox Cultivators sat in a mountain cave, discussing important matters.

Hong Yuan and the other Demon Beasts had been settled in the forest south of the island by the Fox Cultivators, who had led them there to rest temporarily under their guidance.

At this moment, these respected and venerable Fox Cultivators all wore expressions of deep distress.

They could endure being bled once, but not repeatedly.

Even if Hong Yuan and the other Demon Beasts came back eight or ten more times, Spirit Fox Island’s reserves could cover the tribute. But the real problem was that if they didn’t resolve the issue this time, the Fox Cultivators would have to endure a constant, massive drain of resources.

The current topic of their discussion was how to prevent this constant drain of resources from happening again.

"In my opinion, seeking aid from the Qingqiu Superior Clan is the most prudent course of action," said an old woman in plain clothes.

"That’s not feasible. This is just a minor crisis. Besides, that Black Dragon Demon Saint is a Tao Species from the Dragon God Sacred Land. The Qingqiu Superior Clan would surely not want to casually antagonize such a powerful figure," a handsome youth retorted.

"Indeed, it would be a pity to waste that opportunity here."

"So what should we do? We can’t just let these petty, greedy officials slowly bleed us dry with their ’soft knife’ tactics, can we?"

"What if we also send some of our clan members to join the Black Dragon Palace?"

Island Master Huan Yuelong listened to the various opinions of the clan elders, lightly closing her almond-shaped eyes and massaging her temples.

The matter was critical. One wrong move could cause Spirit Fox Island to fall from an upper-tier island to a mid-tier one in the Zero Desolate Sea Area, leading to a period of decline.

What should I do? Huan Yuelong kept questioning herself.

The best method would undoubtedly be to elevate their clan’s status in the eyes of the Black Dragon Demon Saint. That way, those despicable individuals wouldn’t dare act so rashly.

A honey trap? Send clan members, or perhaps even offer myself as a concubine to the Black Dragon Demon Saint?

No, that won’t work. The Black Dragon Demon Saint’s Original Body is a Flood Dragon. If he were to get excited and use a bit of force, whoever went would surely die.

Huan Yuelong gently shook her head, quickly dismissing this line of thought. However, she hadn’t entirely abandoned it, still scheming around the Black Dragon Demon Saint.

The Black Dragon Demon Saint was the ruler of the Zero Desolate Sea Area, holding the power of life and death over every clan within it.

To live well in the Zero Desolate Sea Area, it was essential to understand and cater to the Black Dragon Demon Saint’s preferences.

What is the Black Dragon Demon Saint most concerned about right now?

Huan Yuelong thought quickly and arrived at an answer.

Rebuilding and revitalizing the Mysterious Water Snake clan. Plus, he has also taken that Xuan Guangqiao as his godson. So, I can indirectly curry favor with the Demon Saint by getting on Xuan Guangqiao’s good side.

Gradually, Huan Yuelong’s train of thought shifted from currying favor with the Black Dragon Demon Saint to first currying favor with Xuan Guangqiao.

A figure of the Demon Saint’s level was too profound; she had no cultivation resources that would be useful to him. But Xuan Guangqiao was merely a second-rank Demon Cultivator. She had plenty of treasures to establish good relations with him.

I heard Xuan Guangqiao inherited the Ten Thousand Heavy Water Divine Power from the Black Dragon Demon Saint...

"Shuangmeng, come here, lean closer," Huan Yuelong beckoned Huan Shuangmeng over.

At this moment, Huan Shuangmeng was filled with boundless fury as she listened to the esteemed clan elders arguing and engaging in serious disputes because of those despicable Demon Cultivators.

When she learned that her master was ordering her to give Xuan Guangqiao a small Tao Enlightenment Stone, an extremely precious treasure of their clan, the anger within her flared even more intensely, as if oil had been poured on flames.

The Tao Enlightenment Stone contained a trace of Tao Rhyme. It was a unique treasure that could help Demon Cultivators accelerate their cultivation speed, consolidate their Innate Abilities, and comprehend Divine Powers.

A small Tao Enlightenment Stone could be used a maximum of three times before it was depleted.

Even a genius like myself isn’t qualified to use that small Tao Enlightenment Stone, yet it’s to be given to that Little White Python... Huan Shuangmeng fumed internally.

Her thoughts then took a turn, and she couldn’t help but snort coldly in her heart. Hmph, that Xuan Guangqiao is just a second-rank Demon Cultivator. I’ll make him spit out every last Energy Stone he got!

At this moment, the Demon Beast Hong Yuan was comfortably resting in a deep spring, silently studying the Ten Thousand Heavy Water Divine Power.

This learning process reminded Hong Yuan of studying the C programming language. There was some code he didn’t understand at all, but that didn’t stop him from typing it out and getting the program to run.

It was the same with the Ten Thousand Heavy Water Divine Power.

However, lacking his Flood Dragon Godfather’s explanations, Hong Yuan was firmly stuck at the second layer of the Ten Thousand Heavy Water Divine Power. He was still a long way from the third layer, which was needed to use the Divine Power against enemies.

Not to mention the final, ninth layer: Water Transforms Myriad Things.

Study, study. Fortunately, through countless exams, big and small, I’ve long since honed immense patience and cultivated a personality that could sit still and endure solitude. Hong Yuan thought, a sudden realization dawning on him.

Just as Hong Yuan was about to continue his diligent study of the Ten Thousand Heavy Water Divine Power, a heart-refreshing fragrance drifted through the water currents, reaching him.

"Hey, Xuan Guangqiao, hello there."

Above the water’s surface, Huan Shuangmeng, clad in a white dress, waved her small hand enthusiastically. If the young Demon Cultivators of Spirit Fox Island knew that their typically cold and aloof goddess had such a gentle side, their hearts would surely shatter.

Huan Shuangmeng’s smile was radiant, pure, and sweet, exuding boundless charm.

Without any need for external embellishments, her quiet presence alone was a beautiful scene.