Chapter 59
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Vroom!
The mountains were filled with demons who surrounded an area. They searched thoroughly.
There were flying demons in the air, too. They flew back and forth, scanning for their prey.
The demon that flew the highest was huge. He was blocking the moonlight with his shadowy figure.
The Silver Moon Demon King had lightning eyes and a bloodl.u.s.t grin.
He scanned the ground, and suddenly, he laughed menacingly. "Found you!"
His wings flapped and he went straight down!
His target was a dead tree. The tree had been struck by lightning, and it was dead with a hollow trunk.
The Six-Tailed Fox was hiding inside in a hole. She wrapped herself in her six tails and curled into a fluffy white ball, s.h.i.+vering in fear.
It was confused and scared.
'What's going on?
'Who did I mess with this time?
'I'm small, weak, and helpless.'
Suddenly, the Demon King flew down toward her. He landed near her and laughed.
The Six-Tailed Fox puffed up in fear.
"The Six-Tailed Fox!" exclaimed the Demon King. He raised an eyebrow because he was intrigued at the sight of her!
Wait a minute!
Not just six tails!
Among her six tails, there was a gold translucent phantom of a seventh tail!
How… How is this possible?
The little fox was about to grow a seventh tail?
How lucky!
He was in luck!
Her sister was like that and so was she!
The Silver Moon Demon King was hysterical. He was shaking in excitement as if there was a treasure vault in front of him.
How did the foxes evolve into Nine-Tailed Foxes at this speed?
The Demon King had never encountered anything like this in thousands of years!
Horrifying yet incredible!
He walked towards the Six-Tailed Fox.
The demons quickly surrounded the fox, too. "All Hail the Demon King, the Six-Tailed Fox is yours to claim."
"Six-Tailed Fox, surrender!"
"Little foxy, I'd suggest you stop resisting!" The Silver Moon Demon King said coldly while grinning.
The Six-Tailed Fox had nowhere to escape!
It was meant to be!
Suddenly, two figures beamed toward them like comets slas.h.i.+ng through the night sky.
"Silver Moon Demon King, prepare to die!"
The demons were bewildered.
Who dared to talk to their Silver Moon Demon King like that? Were they trying to die?
The Silver Moon Demon King did not look happy. He spread his wings and flew to the sky with a menacing glare.
As a Demon King that lived for thousands of years, he cared about his reputation the most. He would not allow anyone to insult him in front of his disciples like that. He must kill the insulter!
He briefly saw that it was an old man and a young lady.
The young lady was a beginner level cultivator. He could not tell the cultivation level of the old man.
However, he was not intimidated by them. He asked coldly,
Yao Mengji looked at the Silver Moon Demon King, his long robes waving in the wind. "It is I, the Sect Master of Linxian Palace, Yao Mengji!"
Master Mengji?!
All the demons were shocked. They were causing a ruckus.
The Linxian Palace was famously known for its status. Both cultivators and demons stayed away from troubling them.
Yao Mengji was the famous Sect Master of the Linxian Palace. He was an Immortal being that never stepped out of the stone room. Why was he not in a retreat?
The Silver Moon Demon King had a dark look on his face. Why was this old man here? To show off?
He already hated the Linxian Palace because they captured the Nine-Tailed Fox. He wanted to maintain peace with them so he did not do anything. Unexpectedly, they came to him. This was an act of war.
Did he think the Silver Moon Demon King was someone to be trifled with?
The Silver Moon Demon King did not look happy about it. He said in an indifferent tone, "Master Mengji, we usually avoid crossing each other's paths. What's the meaning of this?"
"Indeed, you were always out of my way. However, you've offended someone you shouldn't have offended. I'm merely doing an expert's dirty work," replied Yao Mengji.
Doing someone's work?
Who could it possibly be? Master Mengji was helping someone? Must be a bigshot.
The Silver Moon Demon King frowned. He was confused.
"Master Mengji, this must be a misunderstanding."
"Ha, it's not a misunderstanding. I'm here to take your mountain eagle life so I can report back to the expert!" Yao Mengji sneered. He unfolded his palms and an old zither levitated in front of him out of nowhere.
The Silver Moon Demon King looked like he was ready to kill. He growled, "Are you trying to burn bridges?"
"Bridges? You're not a worthy a.s.sociate," sneered Yao Mengji. He placed his fingers on the zither and played a harsh note.
Hum!
On that note, powerful waves spread out like ocean water.
Shoo—
The Silver Moon Demon King roared. He flew towards Master Mengji at the speed of light!
Suddenly, dark clouds formed around them, and a demonic black tornado surrounded Master Mengji.
The sounds of a zither could be heard from within the black tornado. They were both fighting and casting spells.
The other demons had all fled the scene, afraid of being involved.
The Six-Tailed Fox blinked with her small eyes. She sneakily uncurled her six tails and fled into the dark woods.
Bigshots fighting each other was too scary.
The Silver Moon Demon King noticed the Six-Tailed Fox escaping. He was more enraged. What was going on? Everything had gone wrong!
He growled in fury, "Yao Mengji, are you proclaiming to be my enemy?!"
"Ha! We don't need to be enemies. I'm just here to take your life!" Yao Mengji grinned slightly. He played the zither faster and the musical notes increased in tempo.
The black clouds were blown away. The music was like a spell, trapping the Silver Moon Demon King.
Snap!
His clothes were suddenly turned to dust.
His body started to inflate and his black wings increased in size. Suddenly, he revealed his real self—a mountain eagle demon that was three times larger than a normal eagle.
He had a s.h.i.+ny, sharp beak and his gaze could cut through b.u.t.ter. The Silver Moon Demon King glared at Yao Mengji. "You asked for this!"
He opened his beak and a s.h.i.+ny Golden Core slipped out. It was like a tiny Sun in the night.
The demonic winds blew again, forming a shadow of an eagle. It flew towards Yao Mengji.
Yao Mengji was not alarmed. He let his robe and his long white hair flow in the wind while he stood still and played his zither!
The music prevented the eagle shadow from attacking. They were at a standstill.