Mythical Luo, starting with the fox spirit

Yang Ping'an had the idea of ​​traveling, but he also knew that at only six years old, Grandpa Yang would not feel comfortable letting him go far away from the Yang family's control.

Therefore, Yang Ping'an decided to leave quietly without telling anyone in the Yang family.

He glanced again at Yang Yitan, who was still resting in the courtyard, took a sheet of paper from his desk, and began to write.

"Grandpa, don't worry,

By the time you read this letter, I will have already left the Yang residence far away. You know my strength, so there's no need to worry about my safety.

Sun Yang is safe.

Yang Ping'an finished writing the letter and placed it under the wooden pillow in his bedroom. He picked up the sword hanging on the wall, packed some valuables, and looked around the room where he had lived for three years, feeling a pang of reluctance.

Yang Ping'an used his divine sense to conceal his aura and reversed the spiritual energy around him, so that outsiders could see the scene that Yang Ping'an was covering, thus achieving the purpose of hiding his figure.

Yang Ping'an walked out of the room with his sword, passing by Yang Yitan, who did not react at all.

Yang Ping'an reached out and tested the waters. After confirming that Yang Yitan had not noticed him, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Among the people Yang Ping'an usually came into contact with, Yang Yitan's spiritual sense was the strongest besides that of Old Master Yang. Old Master Yang could only suppress Yang Yitan when he used his Heavenly Eye.

Yang Yitan did not discover him, which made Yang Ping'an even more confident in his travels.

Yang Ping'an withdrew his hand, walked out of the courtyard, and came to the passageway outside the courtyard. After observing that no one was passing by on either side of the passageway, Yang Ping'an made a sword incantation with both hands, making the sword float in front of him. He flew up, stepped on the flying sword with both feet, turned his sword finger, and the flying sword soared into the sky, instantly rising into the air.

Yang Ping'an no longer concealed himself, and began to move swiftly through the clouds, forming sword incantations.

Although this was not Yang Ping'an's first time flying on a sword, the feeling of flying freely using his own strength still delighted him.

Yang Ping'an flew above the clouds, with a clear blue sky above him and majestic mountains, massive buildings, and sapphire-like lakes dotting the layered peaks below.

Yang Ping'an chose a direction, crossed the mountains, and flew straight south.

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There are currently seven major forces in the Fox Spirit World: the central region controlled by the Human One Qi Alliance, the northern region controlled by the Northern Mountain Demon Emperor, the southern region controlled by the Southern Poison Emperor, the western region controlled by the Sand Fox Clan, the eastern region controlled by the Tushan Fox Demons, and further east by Dragon Bay and the mysterious Aolai Kingdom.

The territories controlled by various forces are intertwined. The Southern Kingdom, located south of the Qi Dao Alliance, is one of the few forces that governs on a parallel basis with humans. Its inhabitants are mainly demons, with humans being a minority.

Although there was no major war between the Qi Dao Alliance and the Southern Kingdom, various small battles broke out one after another.

Until a little over a decade ago, Dongfang Guyue, the master of Shenhuo Mountain Manor, used his unparalleled demon-slaying divine fire to fight against Huan Du Qingtian, the Poison Emperor of the Southern Kingdom, without being at a disadvantage. This suppressed the arrogance of the Southern Kingdom's demon race and brought much peace to the Southern Frontier of the Yiqi Dao Alliance.

Dongfang Guyue also became the second person in the Yiqi Dao Alliance who could rival the Demon Emperor through this battle. The Shenhuo Mountain Manor, which he founded, quickly became the second largest power in the Yiqi Dao Alliance, second only to the Wangquan Family.

Nowadays, humans in the southern part of the Dao Alliance live in peace and prosperity, and few demons dare to attack humans within the Dao Alliance. Only in the border regions do demons occasionally invade human territory.

Yang Ping'an saw a town in the distance. By this time, Yang Ping'an had been flying on his sword for two hours and it was almost noon.

Yang Ping'an's journey was driven by a deep-seated feeling, a desire to follow his heart. Guided by his intuition, Yang Ping'an was to cross the southern border.

Now, Yang Ping'an needs to enter the town to replenish his strength and supplies, and to inquire about some information about the southern border.

This was the first time Yang Ping'an had been so far from the Yang residence. He had previously studied the various forces within the circle, and because he possessed memories of his past life, Yang Ping'an's understanding of this world was even deeper than that of the One Qi Alliance.

However, Yang Ping'an only knew the general outlines of major events and lacked detailed information. Therefore, he decided to inquire about the Southern Kingdom in towns near the capital to gain a better understanding of the situation.

Yang Ping'an lowered his flying sword from the clouds, and when he approached the town, he put away the sword and flew to the city gate.

Jinglong Town, that's the name of the town.

Yang Ping'an looked up at the plaque on the city gate.

At the city gate, people who wanted to enter the city lined up in an orderly fashion, and two Taoist priests dressed in the Taoist Alliance's standard robes were checking the people entering the city.

At this time, there weren't many people queuing to enter the city. Yang Ping'an followed behind the queue and passed through the checkpoint to enter Jinglong Town.

However, when they checked Yang Ping'an, the Taoist priest in charge of the inspection clearly recognized the Yang family's insignia on his robe and seemed to wonder why Yang Ping'an, who was so young, would come to such a remote region as the Southern Frontier.

After entering the city, the streets were bustling with people—pedestrians, vendors, and merchants. The restaurants and inns on both sides of the street were especially lively.

Yang Ping'an randomly chose a popular inn and stepped inside.

"Oh, sir, are you here for a bite or to stay the night?" The waiter, carrying a long-spouted teapot, bent down and approached with a smile.

"Okay, I'll have a quick bite. Get me a room to rest, and bring some side dishes to the lobby," Yang Ping'an replied casually, noticing the other guests drinking and chatting in the lobby.

"Alright, this way please." The waiter had been in this business for many years. Seeing Yang Ping'an's clean, moon-white robe, the sword at his waist, and his calm gaze, he knew that Yang was no ordinary person.

Especially in this world with monsters and Taoist priests, someone as young as Yang Ping'an who dares to walk alone must either be mentally impaired or have someone to rely on.

"Please have a seat. Your food will be served to you shortly. Please wait a moment." Yang Ping'an's attire and demeanor proved his extraordinary nature, so the waiter naturally dared not neglect him. He quickly led Yang Ping'an to an empty table, picked up the long-spouted teapot to wash the tea set on the table, and pulled out a seat.

"Hmm." Yang Ping'an nodded, signaling the waiter to go about his business. After the waiter left, Yang Ping'an listened carefully to the conversations of the other guests in the lobby, hoping to glean some valuable information.

"Hey, have you heard? Something's happened in the Beech Forest outside the city," a tall, thin Taoist priest asked the other two Taoist priests at the table not far away.

Strangely enough, of the three Taoist priests, one was as thin as a stick, another had a waist as thick as a water vat, and the third had a lewd face and looked remarkably like a monkey.

It can only be said that fate played a cruel trick on these three people to come together.

"Of course! Thick fog has risen from there, and there are many more monsters, including a demon king!" The fat Taoist priest gestured wildly, indicating the appearance of the demon king.

"That's terrifying! I heard from the guards of the city lord's mansion that the deputy city lord led a team of Taoist priests to investigate the Beech Forest, but only one seriously injured Taoist priest escaped!" The lewd Taoist priest winked and made a frightened face, only making him look even more lewd.

"Ah, I've heard..." The conversation between the three Taoist priests caught Yang Ping'an's attention, and he wondered if the opportunity he was looking for was in the Beech Forest.

"Young master, please enjoy your meal." The waiter first wiped the table clean before placing the food on it.

"Your room is ready, the second room on the third floor. Here's the key."

"If you need anything else, you can come to the shopkeeper anytime. I will do my best to help you." The waiter picked up a pot of fresh tea, poured a cup for Yang Ping'an, and then placed the teapot next to the tea set.

The waiter's appearance interrupted Yang Ping'an's thoughts, but Yang Ping'an was not angry.

Yang Ping'an decided to ask the waiter for more details about the Beech Forest after he returned to his room.