Fox Demon: Reincarnation of the Ninth Life

"What on earth is this?"

Everyone present was shocked.

That terrifying green blade energy truly embodied what it meant to be fast, accurate, and ruthless!

With just one move, he wiped out the remaining black fox that all the monsters found troublesome.

The most important thing is that no one, including the King of Tushan, Tushan Honghong and all the monsters, knows the origin of the green sword.

The unknown is always the most frightening thing!

"I'll leave this to you."

Honghong left a word and hurried away.

"Um……"

Cui Yuling was still in shock and just responded blankly.

……

Lan looked at the green sword energy lingering in the air, and felt shocked but also inexplicably familiar.

"Master...you are finally back."

After a long time, Xiaopei's voice sounded in Lan's mind again.

"Ah."

He responded calmly, without the previous stress reaction. He squatted down silently and picked up Dongfang Qinlan's body which had already gone cold.

"Child... I'll leave it to you first, Cui Yuling... Senior."

Lan hesitated for a moment, and finally added a honorific after it.

"where are you going?"

Jade Spirit inquired.

"kill."

All that was left were two cold words.

"Wow~"

As if sensing the icy murderous intent, the baby in Cui Yuling's arms cried out.

Lan took a look, and the tenderness only lasted for a moment.

Then, he held Dongfang Qinlan's body and left Tushan without looking back.

"Expand the panel."

Lan murmured.

"Ding, Master, unfold the panel for you."

Character: Lan

Abilities: Hunting (unlocked), Breaking Waves (unlocked), Breaking Air (unlocked), Marking (unlocked), Execution (unlocked)

Ability proficiency: Hunting (familiar with it), Breaking the Waves (familiar with it), Breaking the Sky (familiar with it), Marking (familiar with it), Execution (familiar with it)

Match rate: 99.9%

This was the first time Lan asked the woman in his mind to show her panel when cooking.

A blue panel suddenly appeared in front of Lan. There was no shock, only familiarity and a hint of nostalgia.

Lan's actions were just to make sure that his strength had fully recovered.

The demonic power of the peak Great Demon King fills his body, and this powerful force can be controlled by him at will.

Before, he had no strength and could only flee when facing hunters. He had no choice.

But now he has power, and when faced with the fleeing prey, he will kill it without hesitation.

"Higashida no Ryo!!!"

The name was squeezed out from between Lan's teeth. He must die!

Lan walked out of Tushan and passed by Fengbang City. The prosperity of the surrounding area was incompatible with him.

The restaurant that Dongfang Gu Yue came to when he completed the Wudang mission has been renovated. There is music and dancing inside every night, and it is so happy.

Lan stopped at a small stall outside it.

Take out a silver ingot.

"Tanghulu, all of them."

Lan stuffed the silver into the vendor's hand and took away the entire shelf of candied haws in front of his shocked gaze.

As for where Lan's money came from...

"Hey kid, I see you've come out of Fengbang City. We're a bit broke lately, so I'd like to lend you some money to spend."

Three burly men blocked Lan's way.

In this kind of world, there will always be people who are not afraid of death and offer money to you.

'Swish, swish, swish!'

With three clean and sharp strikes, the three men's heads were immediately removed.

The more lively the place is, the more robbers there will be.

The stronger the light, the deeper the shadow.

Perhaps they were just robbing and did not kill anyone, so they can be spared the death penalty.

Sorry, when you hit the wound, the bullet will not stop in mid-air just because your crime is not punishable by death.

Putting away the blade, Lan searched a lot of silver from their pockets and continued to move forward carrying Qin Lan on his back.

Tushan was not far from Longwan. After a few days of traveling, he finally arrived at this...his former 'home'.

It is as lifeless as when I left, and it will not change because of the death of any living being.

It seems as if no time has passed and everything is the same as before.

"Qin Lan, we're home."

Lan put it down and placed his hand on the ground beside him.

As the demonic power gushed out, a hole appeared in an instant.

Sand gushed out and fell like raindrops.

Lan placed Qin Lan's body in it, took a last deep look at her face, and then buried it.

Rest in peace, countless old friends’ souls return to the loess and their bodies enter the earth.

Lan no longer has any concerns or old friends in this world. From now on...

Welcome back the God of Killing!!!

. . . . . .

"Hey, why did the chief suddenly ask us to go back?"

"I don't know, it's probably a big event in the clan, maybe it's related to the former clan leader Dongfang Bu."

"Be careful with your words! You know that this name is the most taboo in the clan."

Two people from the Eastern Spirit Tribe, wearing white Taoist robes and with the mark of divine fire on their foreheads, were summoned by the clan leader and were trying their best to return to the Eastern Spirit Tribe.

Many months ago, many disciples who went out for training had their life plates broken and died unexpectedly.

The tribe held a meeting of elders, during which someone proposed a thorough investigation into the cause of death of the previous tribe leader Dongfang Bu.

Shortly after the conference, the man died a miserable death.

At that time, many dissenting voices emerged within the tribe.

But just a week later, there was no news.

From then on, the three words "Dongfang Bu" were listed as a taboo, and the tribe members were ordered not to talk about it anymore.

"Ah, what kind of person do you think the current patriarch is?"

"It's hard to say, but if what he is showing now is just two words - tyrant!"

The two of them changed the topic tacitly and also talked about the character of the current patriarch tacitly.

The current clan leader is Dongfang Dianliang. After Dongfang Bu's death, he came to power through strong means and completely controlled the Dongfang Ling clan in a few months.

"Alas, the clan leader is the most powerful person in the clan now."

One of them sighed.

No matter when or where, strength is always the first criterion.

"We're here. Dragon Bay is just ahead... poof!"

When a man saw the clear lake water, a sharp blade pierced his chest from behind.

A flash of blood suddenly appeared, and the blue lake water suddenly turned into blood.

"Dongfang Bai!"

A black figure descended from the sky with a sharp blade in hand, looking angry and ferocious.

He has been waiting here for a long time!

"monster?!"

The sharp blade was swung again, and the demonic power like a stream of water swept across the other person's neck.

Blood gushed out like a fountain, and his brown pupils were filled with blood, which, combined with his handsome face, made him look a little weird.

In just three seconds, one of the two Eastern Spirit Clan members died and the other was seriously injured.

The person who came was Lan. Facing the Eastern Spirit Clan, he did not hold back at all.

"Cough cough cough...Help..."

A man whose body was pierced was struggling to crawl towards Longwan, which was only the width of a river away from the Eastern Secret Realm.

This is such a width, but it takes him a lifetime to walk it.

‘Crack! ’

The sharp blade pierced the man's ankle and he screamed in agony.

"Ah, help, let me go, please..."

The Eastern Spirit Blood, which might cause a rush of looting outside, is now everywhere. The sound of flesh and blood rubbing against swords is like a wonderful symphony.

"You're in luck."

Lan squatted in front of the man and said.

"Who are you...why...why do you want to kill me?"

His eyes were filled with fear. When facing the fear of death, how were the Eastern elves any different from mortals?

"Go back and tell Dongfang Dianliang and the people of the Dongfang Spiritual Tribe that I will kill every one I see, and it will be his turn soon."

Lan ignored the shouting of the person in front of him. In his eyes, what he killed was... just a pig.

get out!

Lan lifted the man up and casually threw him towards the restriction.

Like a stone entering water, the man passed through the restriction easily.

I remember someone once said that hatred should not affect an entire race, and if you want to seek revenge, just kill that one person.

I also remember someone once said that the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility, and fate... is something that cannot be avoided.

The powerful Eastern elves chose to live in seclusion and ignore the world.

In order to escape fate, I hid in a dog hole for hundreds of years, and now... fate has found me!

Innocent?

In fact, the person Lan wanted to kill was only Dongfang Dianliang, and those tribesmen were just affected.

But from ancient times to the present, aren’t there many examples of innocent people being affected and dying tragically?

Lan put the bloody blade into the Dragon Bay to clean it. The blue scarf was still as blue as ever, without any trace of blood.

He dragged the beheaded Eastern Eldar over and threw him into Dragon Bay.

Thousands of waves were stirred up in an instant, and the water splashed. Countless monsters could be seen fighting each other for the corpse.

Lan looked at the scene coldly, without any expression.

He turned away from the shore and came to the cabin he had built, the same one he and Kieran had lived in before.

The furnishings inside are simple, with a bed, a cabinet, a table and a stool.

Lan lit a bonfire outside and watched the sun set in the west.

The light of the setting sun is orange, it shines on Lan's face, but the latter can no longer feel the warmth.

After so many years of development, there are several villages in the human world in front of Longwan.

Although the life was rather backward and there were no candied haws to sell, people still lived happily.

Lan often found a cliff to sit down and watched the people from those villages coming and going, having a great time.

I don’t know, whose shadow I’m looking for.

There are many monsters in Longwan, but because of Lan, those villages have never been attacked by monsters.

That night.

The stars in the sky were shining brightly, and he often looked up.

Imagine yourself in the starry sky, and a scene in your memory seems to be awakened.

A man in a blue Taoist robe sat cross-legged on top of a glowing totem.

A man with green energy burning on his body and holding a long sword, had his back to him.

Under the feet of both of them was a road made of stars.

Ahead of the road, there are seven mysterious figures. Their clothes and even their faces cannot be seen clearly.

Among them, four were glowing.

Is this a dream, or... a memory that has been buried in the dust?

Lan didn't understand either.

Apart from these times, Lan sat in front of Dongfang Qinlan's tomb, quietly looking at the words on the tombstone.

At that time, Lan asked a craftsman in the village to make it, and it looked similar to Luo Yinyue's tombstone.

Tomb of my beloved wife Dongfang Qinlan