Fox Demon: Reincarnation of the Ninth Life

The next day, Ji Ye sat on a rock in Huangfeng Ridge, gazing into the distance.

My mind kept recalling everything that happened yesterday.

"Alas, I should have captured that guy directly. How could someone who could say such a thing be just Wang Yaowu's eldest son?"

Ji Ye felt a little regretful. He drank too much yesterday and didn't make the right decision.

Of course, with his strength, he could also go to Huangfeng City now and capture Wang Ye.

But the situation is different. He is waiting for news from the divine fortune teller. If he loses the chance to meet the divine fortune teller because of a king, it would be a loss!

"Report!"

A little pig demon came running over in small steps.

Ji Ye cheered up, stood up and looked at the little pig demon. The only news that could make his subordinates so anxious could be the fortune teller!

"speak!"

The corners of Ji Ye's mouth rose slightly.

"Report to Master Ji, a fight broke out at the Beishan border, and the person who came claimed to be the leader of the Dao League."

"Huh? At this time?!"

Ji Ye was shocked. Isn’t there still a week left?

"How many are here?"

Ji Ye asked tentatively.

"Just... just one person..."

"one?!"

Ji Ye frowned. What tricks is the Taoist Alliance playing?

The scheduled time was moved up (of course he had no intention of going), only one person was sent to negotiate, and a fight broke out...

You know, the Dao Alliance is relatively stable. They have never had any bloodshed in the demon world with demon king-level combat power. But now... why?!

"You guys continue to look for news about the fortune teller. I will go to the border alone."

Ji Ye said in a deep voice that the other party only had one person, but he dared to provoke Beishan, which meant that his strength must be strong.

Now we are in a hurry to find the fortune teller, and nothing can go wrong!

"Yes!"

The pig demon said with certainty.

Upon hearing this, Ji Ye spread his wings and flew into the sky with a whoosh.

Just as Master Ji was leaving and the little pig demon was about to continue looking for information about the fortune teller, a small, sneaky figure appeared in front of him.

"who is it?!"

The little pig demon yelled.

"Wait, don't be so nervous, I'm here to provide information."

A figure appeared, and judging from his appearance, he was no more than a child, and there was no trace of magical power on his body.

"Hehe, don't think that just because Young Master Jinhuan was killed, anyone can enter Yellow Wind Ridge."

The little pig demon has fierce eyes and bursts out with the power of a little demon. Although it is weak, it is better than nothing.

"What? Jin Linglin was killed?!"

Wang E was shocked, but he soon regained his composure.

"Ahem, it seems like you don't need my information anymore."

Wang E coughed twice. He vaguely heard some of the conversation just now. It seemed that the Beishan Chicken Master was also looking for Wang Ye.

"Haha, that's a great demon king at the peak of his powers. Brother, your head is really valuable."

That’s right, this little boy is Wang Ye’s younger brother, Wang E.

"Hmm? As a mere human, what news could possibly interest us?"

The little pig demon has a strong sense of superiority. As a demon, he naturally looks down on humans, especially guys like Wang E who have no magical powers!

"Hahaha, don't worry, brother. My news... is about the Divine Calculator."

Wang E's eyes narrowed.

When the little pig demon heard this, his eyes widened.

. . . . . .

Huangfeng City Street.

The place was surrounded by passers-by. Even though the place was crowded, there were still many passers-by stopping to watch.

That is the bulletin board of Huangfeng City, which is usually used to publish the city lord's bounty, and sometimes also to publish news about the monster clan.

What is attracting countless people's attention right now is the new news released by the demon clan.

'According to the news, the divine fortune teller is now within a ten-mile radius of Huangfeng Ridge. Anyone who provides the information will be rewarded with ten thousand taels of gold.'

The message was brief and clear, yet it could cause a stir among the people.

"The Divine Calculator, is he the mysterious and powerful man who terrorizes both the human and demon worlds?! He actually came to Beishan?!"

"Yes, it is said that he destroyed a powerful warrior at the peak of the Golden Core stage with just one strike."

"A fortune of thousands of ounces! If you find a fortune teller, you'll have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of your life!"

"Let's go outside and try our luck. Maybe we can meet him."

Everyone focuses on different things, but there are only two points:

1. The whereabouts of the divine fortune teller over the years were finally revealed, and he was so close to them.

2. The rewards are so attractive that both the poor and the rich are very envious.

Among the noisy crowd, a thin but handsome young man had a slightly focused look in his eyes. He was dressed in a blue Taoist robe, exuding a lazy air.

That’s right, it was Wang Ye who was planning to leave Huangfeng City today and enter the hinterland of Beishan to look for Beishan Demon Emperor Shi Kuan.

"Is this...Ji Ye?"

Wang Ye pondered, closed his eyes and concentrated, and figured out that this was done by Ji Ye.

"Sure enough, the one who showed up yesterday was Ji Ye, what a surprise."

Wang Ye muttered, it seems that the matter of looking for Shi Kuan can be put aside for the time being.

There is not much difference between letting Ji Ye join the Taoist Alliance and letting Shi Kuan join the Taoist Alliance. After all, they are both the backbone among the monsters in Beishan.

The most important thing is that his interaction with Ji Ye yesterday made him understand Ji Ye a little better.

Compared to trying to convince Shi Kuan who knew nothing about it, even a fool could see that it was easier to convince Ji Ye.

"Well, but I don't know the exact location of Lord Chicken, so... can you tell my fortune?"

Wang Ye found a shady place, sat on the ground, and began to tell fortunes.

After a moment, he jumped up.

"Oh my god! Why is there a fight at the Beishan border?"

Wang Ye paused and thought of that scene again.

Tens of thousands of people charge!

The mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood!

Without any hesitation, Wang Ye immediately returned home and asked Wang Yaowu for money... Alas, where would a poor Taoist get the money to buy a horse?

"No."

Wang Yaowu was decisive.

"Oh, father, I finally speak to you."

Wang also made an aggrieved expression.

"You want to try your hand at your own business. No problem. Go to the family and have a look. We'll give you everything you're good at."

Wang Yaowu waved his hands, fearing that Wang Ye would just take the money and run away.

"Hey, father, you need to know what projects I am familiar with."

Wang Ye shamelessly came to Wang Yaowu and rubbed his shoulders.

"Oh, it's alright, Xiaoye, you are my son, how can I not know what you are thinking?"

Wang Yaowu waved his hand.

"Hey, father..."

Wang Ye wanted to continue "explaining", but Wang Yaowu did not give him a chance.

"I understand. You're planning to leave, right?"

Wang Yaowu's eyes swept over Wang Ye's Taoist uniform.

"Um...well..."

Wang also laughed it off, trying to get away with it.

"Okay, you've already changed into your Taoist uniform, why don't you tell me you plan to leave?"

Wang Yaowu revealed the truth in one sentence.

"Ah this..."

Wang Ye broke out in a cold sweat. After all, he was lying to his father, so he was still a little panicked.

According to netizens, no matter how powerful Wang Ye is, he is still a son in Wang Yaowu's eyes.

"Father, then you..."

"Twenty million, right?"

Wang Yaowu raised his voice.

"Ahahahaha, actually the extra ten million taels was something I wanted to secretly save for myself. I've been living a pretty poor life these past few years."

Wang Ye touched the back of his head, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Okay, then I'll give you a few hundred taels first, and I'll convert the 20 million taels into banknotes in a few days."

Wang Yaowu waved his hand, and the servant beside him immediately ran to the warehouse.

"Hahaha, thank you, father."

Wang also saluted and then planned to follow him to the warehouse.

"Wait a minute."

Wang Yaowu spoke out.

"Ugh?"

Wang Ye turned his head and looked like a thief who was caught red-handed.

Wang Yaowu didn't say anything, but slowly stood up and walked down, gently stroking Wang Ye's face.

“Although this is not what you look like, maybe this is what you really look like.”

"Ever since you can remember, you have been incredibly mature, unlike a child of your age. Perhaps you are not from this world, but a gift from God to me, Wang Yaowu."

This time, he no longer regarded himself as a member of the Wang family.

For a family, the more valuable a child is, the more worthy of cultivation and love he or she is.

But for a father, all he wants is for his child to grow up safely.

"This...I didn't expect..."

Wang Ye muttered to himself.

"Child, just do it with confidence. It doesn't matter if you fail. This... will always be your home, and I... will always be your father!"

Wang Yaowu's voice was full of energy.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Wang Ye heard this and burst into laughter.

"Don't worry, father. I'm a fortune teller. Anyone who wants to plot against me hasn't been born yet."

Wang Ye patted his chest confidently, but the tears in the corners of his eyes still betrayed him.

Wang didn't even look into Wang Yaowu's eyes, he turned around and rushed out the door!

On the other side, at the border of Beishan, on the wall of the human world.

A young man is waiting here, and behind him are countless monsters who died at the hands of his sword.

The young man had sharp eyebrows and eyes as bright as stars, deep and sharp, like two sharp swords piercing people's hearts.

There is a kind of determination and courage in his brows, which makes people fall in love with him. His face is well-defined and handsome, with a slightly upturned lip under a high nose bridge, exuding confidence.

It was Wang Quan Qingyuan. He was now full of confidence because he was 90% sure. Wang was also a divine fortune teller!

Before, he visited Ji Zifa, the patriarch of the Ji family. Who would have thought that the once heroic patriarch of the Ji family would become so decadent today.

From him, he learned a lot of things that he had never told the Taoist Alliance.

First: He was wearing a blue Taoist robe at the time.

Second: Wear a fox mask on your face.

Third: There is a strange magical power that can bind a person in mid-air.

Just based on these three points, Wang Quan Qingyuan's brain was like being struck by lightning. Wang was a divine fortune teller, he could be sure of that!

Whether it is the fox mask on Wang Yuechu's face, the blue Taoist robe on Wang Ye, or the magical power that binds him in mid-air, it can be proved.

"It seems that it was right for me to come to Beishan in advance."

Wang Quan Qingyuan was a man of many strategies. He had sent people to guard all the roads in the demon world, and had seen Wang Ye riding a horse towards Beishan.

Just before that, Fan Yunfei, once the top master in the Western Region, inherited the throne of Tsar.

"Brother Wang, what do you want to do?"

Wang Quan Qingyuan looked into the distance and saw a golden-red flame flying towards him.

Wang Quan Qingyuan drew out his sword, and the sword light pointed straight forward.