After the sect competition ended, Geng Xiu and his brothers ate and drank to their hearts' content, then staggered drunkenly back to the sect.

His disciple was red-faced and could barely speak, “The Boundless Sword Sect is just a third-rate, dilapidated sect, yet it wants to compete with us for first place.”

"Who can argue with that? They're even colluding with the demons. Maybe they're the reason we made it to the finals of this competition."

"It's a pity that alchemy allowed them to win."

Upon hearing this, Geng Xiu scoffed, "I wonder what kind of background that fox has."

"Are all foxes this beautiful? It's a pity their clan is so elusive, otherwise I would definitely find a female fox to have my way with."

The group exchanged knowing, lewd smiles.

Geng Xiu laughed, "Why don't we brothers find some time to go to the human world and have some fun?"

"Okay."

Soon the group arrived at the Xuantian Sect.

Geng Xiu pushed open his door in a daze, and as soon as he entered, he keenly sensed that someone was in his room.

He was so frightened that he sobered up instantly.

He gripped his sword, and coldly sneered, "Who?!"

The room was pitch black, with no lights on, and a chilling coldness rose from the soles of his feet. Geng Xiu tried to light a tinderbox, and the room suddenly became bright.

The silver-haired fox sat on the table, its slender fingers toying with a teacup.

Next to him stood a woman yawning.

Geng Xiu recognized them immediately. "Yun Fuzhao?! What are you doing in my room!"

Yun Fuzhao was so sleepy. This guy had been drinking until midnight, and she almost fell asleep while waiting for him.

She stretched and said, "What else can I do? Of course, I'll take you to a good place."

Geng Xiu was initially worried about assassins, but upon seeing Yun Fuzhao, his fear dissipated considerably. He didn't think Yun Fuzhao could do anything to him.

"What a nice place," Geng Xiu sheathed his sword, his voice reeking of alcohol, and he leered at Yun Fuzhao, "Would you like to take me to my bed?"

Before Yun Fuzhao could speak, Qi Huai made his move first, his fox tail lashing out. Geng Xiu couldn't react in time and his body slammed into the door frame with a "bang".

"We're not here for an assassination," Yun Fuzhao said, still a little worried. "Won't we be discovered with such a commotion?"

“I set up a barrier beforehand,” Qi Huai said as he walked step by step toward Geng Xiu, his golden eyes slowly turning blood red. “Even if he screams his lungs out, it won’t make a difference.”

Yun Fuzhao suddenly felt like shouting, "I'm going to cry!"

Geng Xiu suffered internal injuries from the tail strike, and a large amount of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. He covered his dantian and shrank back in fright.

But there was a door right behind him, and he had nowhere to escape.

"Yun Fuzhao! Are you insane?! I am a direct disciple of the Xuantian Sect! Aren't you afraid of being held accountable by the Xuantian Sect if you kill me?!"

“I don’t care about your Xuantian Sect,” Yun Fuzhao said, “I can kill you if I want to.”

Despite saying that, she had no intention of making a move; she would leave the killing to Qi Huai.

Qi Huai smiled and squatted down in front of him. "Do you still remember me?"

Geng Xiu turned deathly pale with fright, his voice trembling as he asked, "Who...who are you?"

Qi Huai shed his usual facade, and Geng Xiu's pupils dilated in shock when he saw his face.

"It's you! You're from the Qingqiu Fox Clan! Yun Fuzhao, so it was you who stole our sect's fox back then!"

However, there was one thing he couldn't understand: the person who kidnapped the fox was clearly a cultivator at the Mahayana stage, and had absolutely no connection with Yun Fuzhao.

Before he could figure it out, sharp claws pierced his heart, and to Geng Xiu's horrified gaze, Qi Huai ripped his heart out.

Geng Xiu was suppressed by his cultivation level and had no room to resist.

He just stared with his eyes wide open, unwilling to die.

Yun Fuzhao screamed in terror at the sight before him, “Ahhh, are you crazy? Why are you digging out his heart!”

Yun Fuzhao was timid before, and although she has become much braver after so many things, it doesn't mean she can accept the bloody and terrifying scene of having her heart dug out.

The heart even skipped a beat.

Yun Fuzhao felt she wouldn't sleep well tonight.

She used to watch TV dramas where they said fox spirits liked to dig out people's hearts and eat them. Could it be that Qi Huai also...?

Just thinking about her sends chills down my spine.

Qi Huai didn't expect her to react so strongly. He casually threw the bloody heart onto Geng Xiu, stood up, and walked towards her.

Yun Fuzhao and Erkang shouted, "Don't come any closer!"

Qi Huai laughed and said, "I didn't expect you to be so timid. It's just a heart, I haven't even gone any further than that."

"Don't make such a terrifying statement sound so simple, okay?"

Yun Fuzhao suppressed the urge to gag, "You didn't want to eat again just now, did you?"

Qi Huai looked puzzled. "Why would I eat that? I was just curious about what color his heart is."

"Aren't they all red?"

Yun Fuzhao couldn't understand his thought process.

Qi Huai: "I read in a storybook that bad people all have black hearts."

He paused, looking at Yun Fuzhao with an ambiguous expression, and smiled charmingly, "The heart of a heartless man is also like that."

No, why are you looking at me like that?

Qi Huai cleaned his hands and then cleaned up the crime scene. "His death can't be kept secret for long."

Yun Fuzhao kept her distance from him, afraid that he might be curious and take out his own heart to see what color it was.

"You forgot, I have a lifelike puppet. Let's use it for now; it won't be available anytime soon. I'll find an opportunity to send him to the secret realm for trials. If he dies there, it won't be our problem."

"That's quite thoughtful."

Qi Huai paused for a moment, then said, "Why are you standing so far away? Do you think I'm going to eat you? Come here."

"No," Yun Fuzhao said. "I am a law-abiding citizen, and my heart is bright red."

"..."

*

The performance of the Boundless Sword Sect in the sect competition was remarkable, making them one of the most talked-about sects at one point.

In particular, the Xuantian Sect's questionable actions caused many righteous cultivators to have a severely damaged impression of their sect.

Some disciples even claimed that the Xuantian Sect's consistent position as number one over the years was due to their own self-proclaimed title.

This caused the reputation of the Xuantian Sect to decline.

Originally, the disciples of Xuantian Sect were sought after wherever they went, but after this incident, wherever they went, disciples would talk about them.

"Is this the disciple from that rogue sect?"

Hou Feiyu and Yu Nian'er went out to do a mission together today, but unexpectedly, the cultivator who issued the bounty refused them outright when he saw that they were disciples of the Xuantian Sect.

I absolutely refuse to give them the task.

The Xuantian Sect disciples, used to being flattered, had never been treated like this before. They immediately lost their temper and cursed, "It's a blessing you've accumulated over three lifetimes that we're willing to take your mission. And you're still putting on airs with us?"

Those who have nothing to lose are not afraid of those who have something to lose. The green-robed cultivator had long been unhappy with the arrogant attitude of the Xuantian Sect, and now he directly retorted: "Pah! What a blessing that you have accumulated over three lifetimes! You're so unlucky!"

Who knows if you'll sabotage the mission or try to fool me with something else? It's not the first time you've done this!

The green-robed cultivator was a pill refiner. He had previously asked a disciple of the Xuantian Sect to help him find wild Ganoderma lucidum, but the other party simply gave him a tree tongue instead.

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