122: Chapter 122 Nine-Tailed White Fox

But it was already too late.

By the time he rushed over, Ye Xiaoyao had just kicked Ji Youying away, and the man was already dead.

Lu Jiajing was half a step slower, but she was using her full power to urge her movement technique to catch up.

She knew that if she let Ji Bochang attack Ye Xiaoyao, Ye Xiaoyao would absolutely not be able to withstand a strike from a Nascent Soul.

Fortunately, she arrived in time and violently shook the Joyful Union Bell in her hand.

"Ding—!"

The crisp sound of the bell rang out, soul-stirring and captivating.

Ji Bochang's Divine Sense was disturbed, and he was instantly dizzy, his flight speed forced to slow down.

He had no choice but to circulate his mind to resist the ringing.

Ye Xiaoyao took the opportunity to fly close to Ji Youying's corpse, beckoned with his hand, and the Storage Pouch fell into his palm.

Without even looking, he put it directly into his own pouch, then turned and flew to Lu Jiajing's side.

Lu Jiajing said: "Husband, you go help Chanxi and the others first, I will hold him off here."

Ye Xiaoyao nodded, transformed into a cyan streak of light, and flew toward the battlefield on Ji Chanxi's side.

Ji Bochang recovered at this moment and roared:

"No! Youying! You dare to kill my Ji Family heir! The Ji Family will not let you go! You die for me!"

Lu Jiajing giggled and blocked his path:

"Old man, do you think this is the Eastern Wasteland? No matter how big your Ji Family is, you can't control things here.

If you want to kill my husband, you must get past me first!"

Ji Bochang said viciously: "Sect Master of the Hehuan Sect, do not be stubborn!

Associating with this ant, one day my Ji Family will definitely unite with other forces to destroy your Joyful Union Sect!"

Lu Jiajing sneered: "Oh? Do you think you still have the chance to say these things?"

She shook the Joyful Union Bell again and attacked.

On Ji Chanxi and Pei Yuhan's side, the battle was in full swing.

Ji Chanxi was fighting two Early Stage Core Formation black-robed men alone.

These two had Cultivated a certain joint-attack technique and coordinated tacitly.

Although Ji Chanxi was strong, she was gradually falling into a disadvantage.

Pei Yuhan was fighting the Middle Stage Core Formation black-robed man. Her sword technique was sharp, and she held the upper hand, but she couldn't take him down for the moment.

Ye Xiaoyao arrived, and without a word, raised his blade to attack one of the black-robed men.

It was the one-armed man who had attacked and killed him back then.

Seeing Ye Xiaoyao attacking, the man's expression changed drastically, but he was unable to dodge and was forced into retreat by Ye Xiaoyao's several blade strikes.

Ye Xiaoyao's combat power was already Heaven-Defying; after a few moves, he slashed off the man's head with one blade.

The body and head separated, and fresh blood gushed out.

Ye Xiaoyao conveniently took his Storage Pouch.

With one less opponent, Ji Chanxi's pressure was suddenly reduced.

She perked up, brandished her long whip, and within a few rounds, also killed the other black-robed man.

The two met up, and Ye Xiaoyao said: "Let's go, help Haner!"

They flew to Pei Yuhan's side, and the three joined forces to quickly suppress the Middle Stage Core Formation black-robed man.

Pei Yuhan pierced the opponent's vital point with one sword, ending the battle.

The three immediately flew toward Lu Jiajing's side.

Lu Jiajing was in a fierce battle with Ji Bochang, and seeing Ye Xiaoyao and the others arrive, she was delighted.

Ji Bochang saw this and knew it was bad.

Although the three Core Formation Stage Cultivators were not to be feared individually, these three clearly had extraordinary strength, and coupled with Lu Jiajing, he might really fall here today.

He cursed angrily: "You juniors! Such great audacity!

Killing my Ji Family heir, and forcing this old man to this point! The Ji Family will not let you go!"

Ye Xiaoyao laughed loudly: "Old dog! What are you blathering about! You were the ones who attacked first, you deserve to die!"

Having said that, he took the lead and attacked with his blade.

Ji Chanxi and Pei Yuhan also unleashed their killing moves.

Lu Jiajing cooperated with full power.

The four of them besieged Ji Bochang.

After dozens of rounds, Ji Bochang was struggling to defend and finally was defeated.

As a dignified Nascent Soul Old Ancestor, he was actually forced into a desperate situation by a few juniors, feeling both angry and afraid.

Seeing that he was no match, he gritted his teeth and escaped with his Nascent Soul.

A small figure about an inch tall, exactly like him, prepared to flee.

Lu Jiajing was prepared early on.

She patted her Storage Pouch, slapped a high-grade Divine Speed Talisman on her body, and her speed increased explosively.

At the same time, she took out a Soul-Capturing Net, covered it over his head, and caught the little figure's Nascent Soul perfectly.

She grabbed the Soul-Capturing Net, without hesitation, executed a secret technique of the Joyful Union Sect, and completely destroyed Ji Bochang's Nascent Soul.

The battle ended.

The four quickly cleaned up the battlefield, took away the Storage Pouches and Magic Treasures, and destroyed anything that might expose their identities.

Just as they were about to leave, suddenly—

A heaven-shaking, earth-shattering loud noise came from the depths of the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain Range.

The sound was deafening, and even the ground beneath their feet was shaking.

The four were forced to stop their movement.

Immediately after, Lu Jiajing's expression changed: "So many Yao Beast auras... they are rushing out from the depths!"

Ye Xiaoyao and the others also sensed it; countless auras of varying strengths were spreading in all directions.

Ji Chanxi said nervously: "Could it be that our battle just now disturbed them?"

Lu Jiajing shook her head: "It's not directed at us; it should be a Yao Beast riot caused by that Yao King Undergoing Tribulation. I don't know the specific situation, but it's definitely not safe."

Pei Yuhan said: "We just experienced a major battle, and our spiritual power consumption is not small.

If we encounter a Yao Beast herd again, I'm afraid it will be difficult to handle."

Ji Chanxi held Ye Xiaoyao's hand: "Husband, let's leave quickly!"

Ye Xiaoyao pressed her down: "No, the target is too big if we run together. If those Yao Beasts see a group of Human Race Cultivators, they might think we are here to cause trouble. Let's separate and disperse the attention."

Ji Chanxi was anxious: "But Husband! We finally reunited after so much difficulty!"

Ye Xiaoyao patted her small hand: "It's okay, we will meet up again after the riot subsides."

He took out four special sound transmission talismans from his Storage Pouch, gave them to the three women, and kept one for himself:

"Leave your spiritual power imprints on them, and we will use this to contact each other when the time comes."

The three women did as told.

Ji Chanxi still wanted to say something, but Lu Jiajing interrupted her: "Listen to Husband, let's run separately."

Ji Chanxi bit her lip, but in the end, she didn't refute again.

She looked at Ye Xiaoyao reluctantly, her eyes a little red.

After all, among the three women, she had spent the longest time with Ye Xiaoyao.

Ye Xiaoyao said: "Go!"

Four streaks of light shot away in four different directions.

Ye Xiaoyao flew for several hours and entered a huge canyon.

The mountains on both sides of the canyon were steep, and the vegetation was dense.

Seeing a depression in the mountain wall on one side that looked very hidden, he flew over.

After landing, he scanned with his Divine Sense.

There were no Yao Beasts above the third rank inside, only some low-rank small beasts.

He flashed inside, intending to hide for a while to recover his spiritual power, and by the way, check the loot he had just captured.

Just as he was about to clear those bushes, he suddenly froze.

In the bushes, a little thing was curled up.

Its whole body was snow-white, fluffy, and its tail was bushy.

Not one, but nine.

A Nine-Tailed White Fox.

It was curled into a ball, its nine tails wrapped tightly around itself, revealing only a small head.

Its eyes were closed, and it seemed to be sleeping.

Ye Xiaoyao gasped.

He had clearly scanned with his Divine Sense just now, but hadn't discovered this fox at all!

This little thing either had some concealment talent, or...

Its Realm was high enough to deceive his Divine Sense.

Ye Xiaoyao stared at it, his brain working at high speed.

Just then, the white fox seemed to notice someone approaching, its ears twitched, and it slowly opened its eyes.

They were a pair of extremely beautiful eyes, as clear as melted snow water, yet revealing an indescribable depth.

It looked at Ye Xiaoyao, tilted its head, and its nine tails swayed gently.

Ye Xiaoyao: "..."

What is this situation?