The top-level junior sister also wants to act weak today

The cracks created by the purple warbler grew wider, and countless pairs of crimson beast eyes lit up deep within them. A rotting demonic wind, carrying a pungent odor of sulfur, swept through the palace. The glazed tiles sizzled and smoked as the demonic energy corroded them.

The monsters' eyes were bloodshot, their claws trembling with excitement. They began to slaughter anyone in the palace, regardless of who they were.

The three-headed dog demons entangled their necks and tore at the same corpse, and the red fox simply swallowed the screaming palace maid whole. The resentment that had been suppressed for hundreds of years erupted at this moment, and the chewing sounds made by the demons when they bit the living people were creepy.

There was no other way. They hadn't eaten human flesh in ages. Since they couldn't eat humans, they could only rely on long periods of training to improve their cultivation, often taking hundreds or thousands of years. It was too long...

The eight major families used magical weapons to suppress them everywhere, leaving them trapped in the mountains and forests like monsters, unable to find a way out. Now is a good opportunity for revenge!

"Form a formation!" Cen Hanwen swung his sword and cut down the bat monster that was rushing towards him.

Suddenly, a white shadow flashed by, and a fox demon came slowly on the pile of corpses, with the sword wound on its broken tail still visible.

"Master Cen, how are you?" the fox demon transformed into a graceful woman. "Do you still remember me? I am Hu Sanniang, whose five tails you cut off and whose cultivation wasted five hundred years."

"It's you?" Cen Hanwen took a few steps back, frowning. "Since you're from the fox tribe, that's perfect. Tell me! Who the hell is this Ziying? She clearly smells like your fox tribe!"

"Hahahahaha~" The fox said with a cunning look, "As expected of the head of the Cen family, you have a really sharp nose. But, will the king believe you? Or rather, even if the king believes you, can he control the current situation?"

Under the moonlight, Cen Hanwen's azure robes were already soaked with demon blood. Five demon foxes formed a pentagram and surrounded him, their tails leaving charred marks on the ground.

Then, several balls of fox fire suddenly pounced towards Cen Hanwen.

"I really can't understand!" Cen Hanwen swung his sword to cut off the incoming fox fire. The demon-subduing runes on the blade shone as bright as daylight. "Even if a fox ate the phoenix's inner core, it can't possibly master the Phoenix clan's Void Summoning Technique!"

The leading fox demon suddenly transformed into seven clones, and silver bell-like laughter came from all directions: "Oh, Master Cen~

The real body quietly pressed against his back and breathed: "Have you forgotten..." The fox demon suddenly dug its claws into its heart: "We fox demons are best at the art of speaking spirits~"

Cen Hanwen spun around and threw out three thunder talismans, and arcs of electricity exploded into green smoke on the fox demon clone.

The demon fox flashed and continued, "Although Little Purple Oriole cannot use the Void Summoning Technique directly, as long as the King nods and agrees to her, won't this Void barrier be opened? So, now that I've told you, have the doubts in your heart been resolved?"

"So that's how it is..." Cen Hanwen gritted his teeth. No wonder the stinky fox didn't open the barrier directly, but was trying to lure the king.

"Now that your doubts have been resolved, can you give me your life? After all, you interrupted her cultivation for five hundred years. You should compensate her in some way, right?"

"Don't even think about it!" Cen Hanwen shouted, and the silver sword in his hand suddenly turned into a soul song whip.

The dark red whip evoked the wails of countless wronged souls, and a single swing of the whip unleashed a thunderbolt. The nearest fox demon instantly vanished into ashes, while the remaining fox demons shrieked and revealed their true forms.

"I cut off five of your tails back then, and today I will cut off the remaining two!"

Cen Hanwen, however, leaped into the air, using the tip of his whip. The Soul Song Whip transformed into a blood-red dragon in the lightning, distorting space wherever it passed, and even severing the tails of several demon foxes.

Fox blood fell like rain, corroding the ground into deep, hissing pits.

"Master Cen has a cruel heart~" The remaining foxes suddenly merged into a phantom, and said in a chilling voice: "You can cut off our tails, but can you cut off the Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox that is about to appear in the world?"

The shadow pointed to the distance - under Ziying's skirt, the ninth fox tail was slowly taking shape.

"Oh no..." Cen Hanwen shouted at Fu Zhanxiong in panic, "My lord! The person next to you is a fox! It's a fox! Look at the hem of her skirt!"

Upon hearing this, Fu Zhanxiong casually glanced at Ziying's skirt, only to see a section of her ankle as white as jade: "Nonsense, where did the fox tail come from?"

"Hahahaha~" The fox demon's shadow whispered in Cen Hanwen's ear, its voice like a venomous snake. "This is the ability of your Cen family, not the ability of that fool on the throne. Master Cen, forget about that king. Just take care of yourself and your... badly injured son."

Upon hearing this, Cen Hanwen turned his head sharply, his pupils shrinking. He saw Cen Yizhi's left arm pierced by the fangs of two fierce wolves, blood dripping down the silver-white fangs.

Chu Ying was also in a tough fight. The three black dogs were dripping with poisonous saliva from their fangs and were about to pounce on her throat.

In a flash, a flicker of determination flashed in Cen Yizhi's eyes. Without hesitation, he swung his hand, wrestling away the wolf's fangs. Flesh and skin tore apart, blood gushed out, and bones were exposed.

But he seemed not to feel the pain. He took a step forward to block Chu Ying, and pierced the black dog's throat with the tip of his sword.

"Yizi!" Chu Ying and Cen Hanwen shouted almost at the same time.

But Cen Hanwen was unable to get away to help him.

Chu Ying looked at the bloody arm and collapsed to the ground, feeling as if she had fallen into an icy cave. Her ears were buzzing, and her vision was spinning. Cen Yizhi's back appeared in her eyes, then far away. Blood stained his blue shirt, but he remained standing as straight as a pine tree.

"Chu Ying!" Cen Yizi gritted his teeth and endured the pain: "Cheer up! Stand up!"

Chu Ying looked at the blood dripping onto the ground from Cen Yizi, and all she could think of was regret.

It’s all my fault. I blame myself for being too weak. That’s why Cen Yizi got injured like this while trying to save me.

"father..."

Chu Ying spoke weakly, "I know that our Chu family is the weakest among the eight great families, but each family has its own areas of expertise. What exactly is our Chu family good at... Why were we named a family?"

Chu Zhenghong frowned as he fought.

What could he say? Telling Chu Ying in front of so many people that she was a natural-born top-grade furnace cauldron, and that cultivating with her would dramatically increase their cultivation? Would it strengthen their bodies?

Seeing Chu Zhenghong keeping silent, Chu Ying felt that he probably had no more abilities.

But...even if she couldn't protect others, at least she didn't want anyone to die because of her...

A tear dripped from the corner of her eye onto the floor. A green vine emerged from the ground and wrapped around Cen Yizi's arm while he was gasping for breath.

Tiny white flowers quietly bloomed on the vines, emitting a faint fragrance that was incompatible with the strong smell on the battlefield.

Amazingly, the flesh on Cen Yizhi's arm actually began to heal...