Fox Demon: Reincarnation of the Ninth Life

"Li, what do you mean?"

The elder who raised Hai Bodong was named Li. His remarks were like a stone that caused a thousand ripples.

"Don't you understand what I mean?"

"If the knife is sharp, it will hurt others and yourself."

Li slowly revealed a creepy smile, and his face, which was as old as a dead tree bark, looked even more ferocious. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and an elusive light flashed in his eyes.

"But... there is no evidence now..."

"Is it important?"

One of the elders was about to retort but was interrupted by a stern voice.

"May I ask, who among us can be a match for Hai Bodong?"

he shouted.

……

It was a suffocating silence, as if the whole world was frozen at that moment.

There was no sound to break the silence, even the most noisy elders became silent. Every corner was filled with a quiet atmosphere, as if even time had slowed down at this moment.

"Although his heart is set on the Sword Tomb, in reality, no one can know what he sees and what he thinks."

"He is too strong. Without restraint, he will become a serious problem in the future!"

Li said loudly.

This also confirms the saying that these people in the world are not afraid of heaven or earth, but they are afraid of people who are too different from themselves. If you are too bad or too cowardly, they will destroy you and step on you; if you are too good or too strong, they will also be worried, they will suppress you and alienate you. As long as you are similar to them, they will feel at ease to accept you.

"Do you remember the three peerless masters who appeared a hundred years ago after the era when all the geniuses emerged?"

When Li mentioned the past, the three elders' eyes became vague and uncertain.

"I believe you all understand that among them is someone from the Wang Quan family, and this strong man should have been under our control!"

There was a hint of anger in Wang Quanli's voice.

One hundred years ago, Dongfang Yuechu, as the leader of the Taoist Alliance, together with the Demon Alliance eradicated the remnants of Jianzhong. The young master of Jianzhong, who was highly expected, finally died in that battle.

The remaining people in the Sword Tomb had no choice but to evacuate from Beishan and live in seclusion in the Western Region. As time passed, circumstances changed, and now only four of them are left to survive.

In order to prevent the sword tomb from disappearing, the puppet plan was implemented.

After all, they have no money and no power now. They have great skills but cannot display them under Wudang's nose.

All we can do is pass on our skills.

"The ancestors' notes show that the Sword Tomb, which was once at its peak, was disbanded by Wang Quan Shouzhuo alone, and thus fell into decline."

"Imagine, if someone at that time was stronger than Wang Quan Shouzhuo, would the sword tomb still be in its current state?!"

Wang Quan’s harsh words had made their meaning very clear.

The current situation is similar to the original situation. It is possible that Hai Bodong will become the second Wang Quanshou. And this time, the blow to the Sword Tomb will be devastating!

"Then let's vote by show of hands."

Wang Quanli said this and raised his right hand.

The remaining three people were hesitant and unable to make up their minds.

They were reluctant to do so. Hai Bodong was such a powerful puppet and brought unparalleled benefits to the Sword Tomb. If he were executed... it would probably be a huge loss to the Sword Tomb.

"Humph! No matter how fast the knife is, if it can attack the person holding it, would you still dare to use it?"

Wang Quanli snorted disdainfully.

He knew very well what these old guys were thinking.

In fact, there is far from being so united inside the Sword Tomb. Instead of revitalizing the organization, those old immortals only care about their own interests.

The indulgence in debauchery has bent the backbones of the elders of Jianzhong. Perhaps the only one who truly cares about the organization is Wang Quanli.

"Then... let's do as you say."

After thinking for a long time, the other three elders raised their hands tremblingly.

"Haha, then leave this matter to me."

Looking at the old guys in front of him with their heads down, Wang Quanli felt an inexplicable sense of satisfaction in his heart.

He holds an exceptional position among the four elders, is the strongest one, and has contributed the most to the organization, so naturally he has more say.

"Well, yes."

The elders below had no intention of refutation. They would rather live in the present than in a foggy future.

After the meeting, several people dispersed and returned to the city on the border of the Western Region, leaving only Wang Quanli still staying underground.

He looked at the mission report in his hand. It was the mission report of Hai Bodong and Jiang Li on this robbery of merchants. After taking a look at it, Wang Quanli couldn't help but curl his lips.

"You are still the same as before, Hai Bodong..."

He casually stretched out his hand, and the paper slipped quietly from his hand like a lifeless leaf, slowly floating into the blazing fire not far away.

Hai Bodong was the puppet he personally taught. From childhood to adulthood, he understood that the seemingly cold child actually had a relatively warm heart.

Judging from his talent, it was a foregone conclusion that he would succeed through training. At that time, Wang Quanli understood that Hai Bodong would become the pillar of the Sword Tomb in the future.

But at that time he realized that Hai Bodong was uncontrollable.

To this end, he had secretly operated and continuously sent selected newcomers to his side for training, allowing him to lead them to complete the tasks.

Just as he thought, how could those broken bricks and tiles compare with Hai Bodong?

Here, there is no so-called friendship between brothers and sisters, let alone the love between parents, and love...

He once thought it was a fantasy, until today, when he sensed a different atmosphere.

Wang Quanli realized that Jiang Li’s mistake was probably not as simple as Hai Bodong described. Judging from her personality, she probably didn’t attack those guys at all!

"Hai Bodong... do you have a 'heart' or something like that?"

Wang Quanli muttered to himself.

This action also overturned his previous conjecture.

Now he couldn't wait to verify whether the puppet who killed people like crazy could actually have the emotion of "love".

At this moment, Wang Quanli, who originally had a majestic aura, had a gloomy face. His eyes, which usually revealed a calm and wise light, were like an abyss burning with blazing flames, flashing with crazy and weird light.

The corners of his mouth were raised, but the curve seemed particularly distorted, as if silently telling of the surging rage deep in his heart.

He tilted his head slightly, and his straight spine seemed to have a hint of unruliness at this moment. Every strand of hair seemed to be dancing with some elusive emotion, and his whole body exuded a chilling aura of madness.

"Hahaha...Hai Bodong! What on earth will you become?!"

Wang Quanli roared madly like a trapped beast, and the sound echoed continuously in the empty underground like rolling thunder, as if shaking the entire underground world.

If what he imagined was true, then he could use it to control and get rid of Hai Bodong.

Hai Bodong and the others couldn't defeat him, so how could Jiang Li still be their opponent? !

If it is false, it will not work...

Wang Quanli gradually calmed down. If it doesn't work... then what should he do...

"No! It will definitely work! Hai Bodong!"

He suddenly jumped up and tore his cheeks, leaving bloody marks on his old skin, revealing his hideous face.

Finally... the entire underground calmed down.

‘Click! ’

Wang Quanli snapped his fingers, and two men whose bodies were enveloped in darkness were summoned here.

"Owner!"

The two of them knelt and saluted.

"In the next few days, keep an eye on Hai Bodong and Jiang Li. Don't let them get discovered."

He warned in a deep voice.

Wang Quanli has such great power, how could he hand over everything to those three cynical bastards? !

During the training, he had already recruited his own army! His own death squad!

They have no emotions, no past, no future, no identity, and are trained by him personally and only obey him.

It is a puppet in the true sense of the word!

If his strength had not been too weak, the title of "perfect puppet" would not have been taken away by Hai Bodong.

"It's the master!"

"Remember! Never fight with them. If you are discovered, commit suicide immediately!"

Wang Quanli gave the order.

"Yes!"

The two men took orders and disappeared into the darkness.

. . . . . .

Hai Bodong had fallen asleep at night, but judging from his furrowed brows, he must have been troubled by a nightmare.

Death, blood, corpses, everything was like a death knell that kept echoing in his mind. Scenes of killing, one after another, he held a long spear in his arm, piercing the flesh and blood of countless people.

Blood splattered everywhere, dyeing the entire earth red. From time to time, roars, pleas for mercy, and wails could be heard in his ears... They were like devilish sounds that bound Hai Bodong's body.

"Brother... why do you... have to be so heartless?"

"Brother... why do you... want to kill them all?"

"Brother... why do you... want to kill me?"

"Senior brother..."

What reappeared were the words of countless junior brothers. Before they died, they looked at Hai Bodong with deathly pale faces, murmuring words of questioning him.

He just watched coldly, watching them being chopped and their blood being drained.

Everything around him lost its color. False souls leapt from their corpses to his body, constantly pestering him and torturing him... making these scenes replay in his mind over and over again!

"No!"

Hai Bodong roared, and his unique icy aura emanated, shattering the entire space here.

Darkness as thick as ink once again enveloped the entire world, as if not a single ray of light could penetrate its shackles.

However, in this endless darkness, the bright starlight suddenly lit up again like a miracle. First, a faint starlight flickered in the darkness; then, two more stars lit up one after another, and together they brought a glimmer of life to the darkness; then, the third, the fourth... the number of stars gradually increased.

These stars interweave and shine with each other, gradually forming a vast and boundless starry sky. The starry sky is like a huge scroll, spreading between heaven and earth.

"What a nice view……"