Fox Spirit: One Sword Sweeps the World

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Rather than pressuring him with gratitude, he knew better than to ask with a humble attitude, which would make Tushan more receptive.

Tu Shan Honghong on the city wall raised her eyebrows slightly, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes, which then turned into a faint smile.

This young man was more reserved than she had imagined; he spoke and acted without being ostentatious, which made him quite pleasant to listen to.

With a swift movement, her demonic power, accompanied by the wind, instantly appeared before Mu Qinghan.

The powerful aura of the Demon Emperor spread out without reservation, making the surrounding air seem to freeze.

Mu Qinghan subconsciously gripped the hilt of his sword, and the longsword hummed as it was drawn half an inch from its sheath, a cold, sharp light flashing across its surface.

Upon recognizing the newcomer as Tu Shan Honghong, he quickly stopped and slowly sheathed his sword.

He knew that Tu Shan Hong Hong meant no harm, and although he needed to be wary, there was no need to show it.

He secretly gathered magical power in his palm, and with a wave of his hand, he could unleash his first sword strike—"The Startling Swan."

Although it may not be lethal enough, the speed of the burst is extremely fast, enough for him to create distance and make his next move.

Tu Shan Honghong stood a few meters away from him, looking him up and down with great interest. When her gaze fell on his action of sheathing his sword, the corners of her mouth suddenly turned up slightly.

This kid reacts quickly and has a steady temperament.

Knowing that she was incredibly strong, he neither flinched nor acted rashly, which was quite admirable.

But Tu Shan Honghong knew in her heart that the title of "human race's number one genius" could not be built up by these things alone.

She wanted to test for herself whether Mu Qinghan was truly as talented as the outside world said, and whether he had truly stepped into the realm of a half-step demon emperor and possessed the strength to match it.

She curled her lips into a smile. "I can ask Cui Yuling to help you, but you have to take one of my punches first."

Upon hearing this, Mu Qinghan's aura suddenly turned cold, and the sword energy he had been holding back instantly erupted, swirling around him with a sharp killing intent.

"What do you mean... take a punch from you? Lord of Tushan, didn't you promise me you'd help me?"

Tu Shan Honghong was slightly startled: This kid has actually accumulated such a heavy killing intent. It seems that not only has his cultivation improved over the years, but he must also have a lot of practical experience.

Mu Qinghan was somewhat puzzled; there was no reason for Tu Shan Honghong to attack him.

If he were her, he would only try to make the deal unequal.

Find a way to make him owe Tushan another favor.

Instead of making enemies with him.

It would be foolish to antagonize him now.

Before he could think any further, Tu Shan Hong Hong had already thrown a punch.

The fist, accompanied by a whooshing sound, hurtled straight at Mu Qinghan's face.

Mu Qinghan's eyes narrowed, and his palm suddenly erupted with magical power.

With a flash of sword light, Mu Qinghan transformed into a streak of light, wielding his sword and colliding fiercely with the fist.

With a muffled "bang," the shockwave spread outwards.

Tu Shan Honghong was so shocked by the force that she took half a step back, her surprise even greater.

"What...does Your Excellency mean by this?"

Mu Qinghan's voice turned colder, and his aura was no longer concealed. His powerful magic spread out, clashing with Tu Shan Honghong's demonic power in the air and forming an invisible barrier.

This surge of magical power... is already incredibly close to the Demon Emperor realm!

Tu Shan Honghong was secretly alarmed.

When they first met in Tushan a few years ago, this kid was just a boy who couldn't even withstand a single move from her.

Now he can actually stand up to her head-on; such a rate of growth is simply unbelievable.

Although... if he went all out, he probably still wouldn't be her match, but he's only sixteen years old!

He was even stronger than she had expected. As expected of the number one genius of the human race, she had never seen such a leap in strength before in her life.

Tu Shan Honghong nodded to herself: With such temperament and combat strength, she could barely... be worthy of her younger sister.

On the city wall, Tu Shan Ya Ya's heart clenched with worry as she watched, her hands gripping the hem of her skirt tightly.

She wanted to speak up several times to stop them, fearing that someone would get hurt when the two fought, but her sister had specifically told her not to interfere before going down, and that she would never hurt Mu Qinghan.

Although she couldn't figure out what her sister was up to, she had never doubted her sister's words since she was a child.

So even though she was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, she still held back and didn't make a sound, but kept her eyes fixed on the two people below, and even her breathing became a little lighter.

Tu Shan Honghong withdrew her fist, her tone now filled with genuine approval.

"I'm sorry, Young Master Mu, I just wanted to see for myself what level your strength has reached."

"After all, the reputation of being the 'number one genius of the human race' has long been known throughout both the human and demon realms, and I was really curious. Seeing him today, I can confirm that his reputation is well-deserved."

She paused, looking at the still composed young man before her, and sincerely admired him.

"Young Master's combat strength is so high that he is one of the strongest human warriors I have ever seen. He has truly impressed me."

"So... Lord of Tushan, can you... help me save people?"

Oh no, it seems I've upset this kid, Rongrong! Come quick! I'm going to ruin things!

"Ahem, um..."

"Hey hey hey! Honghong, I'm here! Oh ho, is this Yaya's sweetheart? He's quite handsome."

Jade Spirit, you big...!!!

Chapter 58 A few days

Tu Shan Hong Hong's palm tightly gripped Cui Yu Ling's lips.

Her eyes were glued to the figure below, and her heart raced.

Shut up, Ling'er! Are you trying to ruin Ya Ya?

Below, Mu Qinghan was kneeling on one knee beside Dongfang Guyue, his fingertips glowing with magical power, which he was slowly channeling into the withered body of the old patriarch.

Dongfang Guyue was already suffering from a rare poison and was barely clinging to life; the bumpy journey had only made things worse.

These guys are still dawdling.

Mu Qinghan lowered his eyes, and the veins on his forehead were faintly visible, clearly indicating that he had reached the limit of his endurance.

Yet he still forced a calm smile at the people above: "Excuse me... has the Jade Physician arrived?"

Thank goodness... he didn't hear the noise from earlier.

Tu Shan Honghong secretly breathed a sigh of relief, instantly releasing the force in her palm and pushing Cui Yuling's back forward.

"It's her, this is the Jade Healer. Ling'er, hurry down and see if the old man can still be saved."

Cui Yuling swallowed hard. As she was pushed to the edge of the steps, she couldn't help but glance back at Tu Shan Honghong.

Just a moment ago, she clearly felt a terrifying resentment emanating from Mu Qinghan, and that chilling aura... it was a bit frightening...

Wow, is she still the aloof type? As expected of Ya Ya, she has a unique eye.

Now is not the time to dwell on these things.

Cui Yuling composed herself, a calm smile returning to her face. She lifted her skirt and hopped down next to Mu Qinghan.

The pale green demonic power gathered at her fingertips touched Dongfang Guyue's wrist, and her expression froze slightly.

He was…

Mu Qinghan was about to speak when Cui Yuling interrupted him.

"Hmm, is it the Soul-Sealing Powder? I haven't seen this poison in a while."

Upon hearing this, a glimmer of hope flashed in Mu Qinghan's eyes: "Can the Jade Physician cure it?"

"Of course!" Cui Yuling straightened her back instinctively, her tone full of pride.

"This tiny bit of poison will be gone in a matter of minutes..."

She suddenly stopped mid-sentence, as Tu Shan Rongrong's parting words flashed through her mind.

We must find a way to keep Mu Qinghan in Tushan and delay the inevitable for as long as possible.

She coughed lightly twice, quickly adjusted her tone, and deliberately frowned.

"However, this Soul-Devouring Powder is quite potent, and it's rather troublesome to treat. It will probably take two or three days to completely remove the toxins."

"Two or three days?"

Mu Qinghan pondered for a moment, then nodded, "It's alright. As long as we can save the old patriarch, we don't mind waiting for a few days. Please, Physician Cui, begin immediately."

"Hmm? Sister, what's wrong?"

When Tu Shan Rongrong arrived, she saw Tu Shan Yaya standing ramrod straight.

Her cheeks were as red as ripe apples, even the tips of her ears were flushed, and wisps of white steam were rising from her body.

She stepped forward, reached out her little hand, and gently pinched her sister's soft cheek, her face full of confusion.

"Why did your face suddenly turn so red? Are you feeling unwell?"

Tu Shan Ya Ya first shook her head in frustration, then looked at Tu Shan Rong Rong with slightly red eyes, like a wronged child.

"Didn't you say...that's our secret? How can we let others know?"

Tu Shan Rongrong's heart skipped a beat, and she instantly understood that Cui Yuling must have said something wrong and revealed a flaw.

She quickly took Tu Shan Ya Ya's hand and gently comforted her.

"Don't be angry, sister. We just wanted to help you."

"Don't worry, watch me handle it. I'll let Mu Qinghan stay in Tushan for a few more days, then you can get to know him better."

Tu Shan Ya Ya lowered her eyes, nervously twisting her sleeves as she muttered to herself.

"Can building a closer relationship really work?"

"Of course I can!" Tu Shan Rongrong patted her chest (though she barely had any), a sly glint in her eyes.

"Don't worry, sister, I have a plan."

On the other side, Cui Yuling's fingertips held a ball of warm, pale green demonic energy, which she slowly transferred into Dongfang Guyue's lips.