Fox Spirit: One Sword Sweeps the World

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"But... he's incredibly fast, even I couldn't completely dodge him."

"To defeat him, it is almost impossible to confront him head-on within the same realm."

"That's it."

Rongrong put down the silver spoon, picked up a handkerchief and gently wiped the corner of her mouth, her eyes showing a hint of understanding.

"Perhaps... that guy from the Western Regions back then, in his prime, still had a chance to defeat him now."

"As for the two from Beishan and Nanguo, their combat strength is far inferior."

"Not qualified..."

"Moreover, it seems that the one from the Western Regions has run into some problems and has disappeared for a long time without a trace."

After he finished speaking, the room returned to silence.

Honghong stared thoughtfully at the tea leaves floating in her cup.

Tu Shan Rongrong twirled the unfinished osmanthus cake between her fingertips. Suddenly, as if remembering something, she looked up at Tu Shan Honghong, who was still lost in thought, and her tone became a little lighter.

"Oh, by the way, sister, you can arrange for the fox demons to promote the idea of ​​'peace between humans and demons' in Tushan territory, using Mu Qinghan's name."

She paused, a knowing glint in her eyes.

"I have a feeling that because of Sister Ya Ya's existence, that kid will definitely bring forward the plan to promote peace between humans and transvestites."

"He would never let Sister Ya Ya be caught in the middle of the conflict between humans and demons."

"Peace between humans and transvestites..."

These four words were like a pebble, suddenly crashing into Tu Shan Hong Hong's heart.

Her fingers tightened suddenly, and a rare look of bewilderment appeared in her eyes.

This is her ideal, the direction she is determined to uphold despite the pressure from Tushan and the entire clan.

I used to feel like I was looking through a thick fog, unable to see the destination clearly.

But now... it seems there really is a ray of light shining into this fog.

No, it's not just light.

If Mu Qinghan is truly determined to push this forward, given his influence within the Human Dao Alliance, coupled with her full cooperation, it would be a formidable force.

Putting aside the overall situation between the demon race and the human race, at least the relationship between Tushan and the human race can be greatly eased.

The demons of Tushan might finally be free from the fear of being harmed by human cultivators.

Perhaps this could truly end the centuries-old conflicts and bloodshed.

Those innocent lives that could have been basking in the sun and brewing peach wine under the peach trees of Tushan will no longer have to turn to dust in the racial war.

In the days to come, the demons can run their red thread business with peace of mind, and human travelers can come to Tushan to enjoy the scenery without any worries.

Everyone can now drink tea and chat across a table, no longer needing to be wary of each other because of their "human" or "demon" identities.

Just thinking about such peaceful and happy days filled her chest with warmth.

Thinking of this, Tu Shan Honghong gently released her hands hanging at her sides, her eyes shining brightly as if filled with starlight.

She gazed at the peach blossoms in full bloom in the courtyard outside the window, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously curved upwards, even softening the sharpness between her brows.

She truly looked forward to that day.

Meanwhile, Tu Shan Rongrong quietly withdrew her gaze and took another bite of the pastry in her hand.

The sticky, sweet sauce clinging to her fingertips made her lose her appetite. She simply rubbed the remaining sauce between her fingers and fell silent.

Her gaze gradually darkened, and her fingertips unconsciously tapped lightly on the table.

Will Mu Qinghan's advance planning provoke even fiercer opposition from within the Dao Alliance?

If Sister Ya Ya were to be drawn into the power struggles of the human race, how would she handle the situation?

And what about those forces lurking in the shadows, unwilling to see peace between humans and demons? Will they first target Tushan...?

A series of questions swirled in her mind, gradually tinging her originally relaxed expression with a thoughtful seriousness.

Can it be suppressed?

Chapter 116 Gathering

Tu Shan Ya Ya's bare feet stepped across the bluestone slabs, and a few peach petals stuck to the hem of her skirt swayed gently with her jumping movements.

As she passed through the gate of Tushan, she suddenly stopped and turned around.

Mu Qinghan was still standing by the peach grove outside the door, a corner of his white robe was lifted by the wind, his dark hair fell over his shoulders, and his gaze was like a deep pool, steadily fixed on her.

"I'm leaving!"

Ya Ya raised her hand to tuck a stray hair behind her ear, smiled, and waved lightly at him.

As soon as she finished speaking, she turned and stepped over the threshold, her figure quickly disappearing into the lush bamboo forest behind the door, leaving only a string of clear bell sounds fading into the distance.

Mu Qinghan watched the disappearing figure, then slightly raised her fingertips and waved gently.

The wind swirled peach petals onto his shoulder, but the next second, only a faint afterimage remained.

Like smoke scattered by the wind, it vanished in an instant, leaving only fallen petals as proof that someone had just stood there.

Meanwhile, thousands of miles away, the atmosphere at the Mu family mansion was completely different from the refined elegance of Tushan.

The mahogany doors of the council chamber were wide open, and it was already packed with people.

Everyone sitting around the long table was a figure in the Dao Alliance whose every move could shake the entire organization.

The heads of various families raised their glasses in a toast, and the leaders of famous gangs gathered here.

Several independent cultivators sat in the corner. Although they were dressed simply, they all exuded a calm and composed aura, clearly indicating that they were also highly skilled cultivators.

The invitations issued by the Mu family this time in Mu Qinghan's name almost included all the high-ranking members of the Dao Alliance.

Apart from a few elders who are required to guard the border, all the well-known experts in the Dao Alliance have now gathered here.

The lights in the hall flickered, reflecting the various expressions on everyone's faces.

Some people looked excited and were thrilled.

Some people were emotional, while others had solemn expressions and bitter looks.

People whispered among themselves, glancing at the gate every now and then.

A tense atmosphere, like the impending storm, filled the air, making even breathing seem heavier than usual.

The Zhang family head held a wine glass between his fingertips, the rim of the glass clinking softly. His gaze swept over the waiting crowd in the hall, finally settling on Wang Quan Shouzhuo opposite him, his tone urgent.

"Shouzhuo, do you know where poverty and hardship lie?"

Wang Quan Shouzhuo casually stroked the rim of the glass with his fingertips. Upon hearing this, he looked up, smiled faintly, and handed the glass to him, lightly clinking it together.

"Don't rush, Qinghan is a sensible person, he'll come eventually."

"We old folks just need to support him when he needs it."

"Unconditional support?"

Dongfang Guyue, who was sitting to the side, suddenly leaned over and moved closer. His brocade robe swept across the table. He raised his eyebrows, a mischievous smile appeared on his lips, and his voice was full of mockery.

"Wang Quan Shou Zhuo, aren't you afraid that kid will grow too big for his britches and steal your position as alliance leader?"

"Then you'll become the first leader of the Dao Alliance to 'step down'."

Upon hearing this, Wang Quan Shouzhuo simply smiled, picked up his wine glass, took a small sip, and spoke in a nonchalant tone.

"If he really wants it, then give it to him."

"I have been in this position for so many years, paving the way for the little ones. Now that Qinghan can take on the heavy responsibility, it is a blessing for the Dao Alliance."

After saying that, he changed the subject, his gaze falling on Dongfang Guyue, a hint of mockery in his eyes.

"As for you, you actually got bitten by the little wolf cub you adopted the other day. It's become a laughing stock in the Dao Alliance. How stupid of you."

"Damn it! Don't mention it again!"

Dongfang Guyue slammed his hand on the table, making the wine cup shake. He glared at Wang Quan Shouzhuo, his face red and his neck thick, his tone both urgent and angry.

"That's the only stain on my life! Don't mention it again!"

"Yo yo yo, where's the 'only one'?"

The head of the Zhang family fanned the flames from the sidelines, suppressing a laugh as he made sarcastic remarks.

"How come I remember someone going to Black Mountain to gather herbs back then, only to accidentally stumble into the Black Mountain Demon's cave, interrupt his bath, and being hunted down for five whole years? In the end, it was Shou Zhuo who went to save you?"

Wang Quan Shouzhuo put down his wine glass and slowly added more.

"On another occasion, someone was short of money and actually traded his top cultivation method for a sugar figurine from a street vendor."

"As a result, the vendor thought he was a fraudster, and not only did he not give him the sugar figurine, he also chased him for three blocks with a skewer of candied hawthorns."

"Trading a top-tier cultivation method that's priceless and unavailable for a string of sugar figurines for something you can't even get? Isn't that ridiculous?"

"Not to mention the last time we went hunting in the back mountains, someone insisted on using pure Yang Flame to roast a wild boar, but they didn't control the heat well and roasted the wild boar into charcoal in one go."

"In the end, I had to go back to the mountains and catch another one to make up the number?"

The head of the Zhang family laughed so hard he almost fell over, and his words became increasingly unrestrained.

Upon hearing this, Dongfang Guyue's face turned from red to green, then from green to white, and she coughed repeatedly.

"Cough cough cough... Stop... Stop talking! That's all old stuff from years ago!"

"Hey, don't interrupt him!"

The head of the Li family, who was standing nearby, also came over, his eyes full of curiosity.

“Shouzhuo, continue. I’d like to hear what other embarrassing stories he told back then.”

"Get out of here! You old geezer!"

Dongfang Guyue completely lost her temper and reached out to slap his arm, but the other party dodged her with a smile.

"Ha ha ha ha--"

Wang Quan Shouzhuo looked at the group making a ruckus and added with a smile.