Chapter 344: Swallowing the Red Moon Fox Fire

The flame burns, giving the whole body a terrifying, bizarre illusion.

It seems that even a touch would devour body and mind; the soul can't help trembling, subconsciously fearing this flame.

Heishanyang instinctively cried out, "Red Moon Fox Fire."

Long Ming lowered his head, searching for the source of the voice, which turned out to be Heishanyang, and smiled, "I didn't expect you to know the Red Moon Fox Fire. Indeed, this is the Red Moon Fox Fire—the famed flame of the Red Moon Fox, born after the Red Moon Fox's millennia of cultivation, a fire that carries a thousand years of refined fox fire."

The Red Moon Fox Fire cannot be birthed by just any fox; it must come from a Red Moon Fox within the Fox Clan. Red Moon Foxes are exceedingly rare—only one emerges among millions. Their red fur and uniquely special bloodline make them the most singular beings in the clan, and once born, they bring calamity.

The Red Moon Fox is a cursed being within the Fox Clan, regarded as ominous; the Red Moon Fox Fire is likewise an ill‑omened flame, granted by a friend of the mother who died long ago, and it is exceedingly rare.

The Red Moon Fox Fire burns, as if a red fox were howling.

If you look closely at this flame, deep within the sea of your consciousness appears a figure, resembling the moment the Red Moon Fox Fire was born.

Chen Chuyang watched the flame with interest; deep in his dantian, his pill fire flickered, merging with earth fire and other flames. He tried to swallow the flame— the more flames he fused, the stronger his pill fire became.

This is a trait of Chen Chuyang's pill fire, endowed with the characteristics of the Hunyuan Dao Scripture: it fuses myriad fires, tempering his unique pill fire into the King of Ten Thousand Fires, the Hunyuan True Fire.

Chen Chuyang has been searching for other beast fires to devour, but alas, such flames are scarce. Purchasing them is costly—beyond Chen Chuyang's means and beyond his reach. Asking others to buy yields no news. The Eldest Princess might have some surprises; their cooperation is still shallow, so the Eldest Princess is somewhat cautious and won't simply hand him beast fires.

Within the Great Qi Dynasty there should be some flames, all of which are precious. The Eldest Princess cannot obtain them unless she becomes the decision‑maker of the Great Qi Dynasty, thereby gaining allocation rights over everything. A few flames given to Chen Chuyang—what of it?

Heishanyang's pupils narrowed as he warned, "Kid, be careful. The Red Moon Fox Fire can bring you misfortune; it's a cursed flame. Don't meddle with it."

Its mind once again confirmed Long Ming's identity.

No doubt—someone who can possess the Red Moon Fox Fire is certainly extraordinary.

If he's of the dragon race, then everything makes sense; all explanations fit.

Heishanyang was deeply shocked, becoming even more curious about Chen Chuyang's identity. Though he bears both human and dragon bloodlines, Heishanyang sensed no dragon aura on him—perhaps it hasn't awakened, or maybe it wasn't inherited?

Unlikely. Dragon blood is potent; the aura emanating from Long Ming surpasses that of ordinary flood dragons or mixed dragons, let alone the Wild Dragon Snake, which isn't even a true flood dragon. The two are on different tiers.

Perhaps the death of the Wild Dragon Snake is also…

In an instant, Heishanyang thought of many things: why the Wild Dragon Snake fell here, why this place is called Longshe Cheng, why the peak is named Longshe Shan—perhaps linked to the Wild Dragon Snake, or perhaps to the woman before him.

The Wild Dragon Snake's scheme also involves this person; if so, everything seems to fit.

The Wild Dragon Snake crashed here, forming its own cave heaven, concealing its aura, and spawning Wild Dragon Snake eggs to produce offspring—offspring that could break free, become truly free, and even advance to become True Dragons.

Long Ming lowered his head, meeting Heishanyang's eyes; enveloped in Dragon Might, he surged forward, crushing Heishanyang.

Like a raging storm, Heishanyang stepped back two paces, his gaze stunned.

"Your aura displeases me; who exactly are you?"

Heishanyang moved behind Chen Chuyang, offering no answer to Long Ming's question.

Chen Chuyang replied, "Mother, this is one of my pets; it's harmless and poses no problem."

Long Ming then nodded, casting a deep glance at Heishanyang, as if warning or reminding it.

"Son, you still need to be careful; this goat is no simple creature—don't fall into its path."

Chen Chuyang nodded, "Mother, rest assured; I will be cautious."

Heishanyang's identity has always been doubted by Chen Chuyang, who constantly watches it, giving it no chance to act recklessly.

Controlling its life and death, Heishanyang still cannot earn Chen Chuyang's full trust.

Heishanyang understood all this clearly; it chose not to face Long Ming directly, but to hide behind.

Long Ming glanced at Heishanyang again, saying, "Be careful with the Red Moon Fox Fire; don't let this flame cloud your mind."

"I understand."

Chen Chuyang took the flame in his right hand, shaping it as Hunyuan True Qi enveloped it, preventing the Red Moon Fox Fire from running wild. After observing briefly, he opened his mouth and swallowed it outright.

"Wait," Long Ming shouted, startled by his son's action.

It was already too late.

The Red Moon Fox Fire was devoured.

Even Heishanyang, frightened, jerked its head up, staring at Chen Chuyang in disbelief.

Two gazes fixed on him, fearing something might happen to Chen Chuyang.

"Son, how could you be so reckless? That's the Red Moon Fox Fire, you…"

Chen Chuyang smiled and said, "Mother, it's fine; I'm doing well. The Red Moon Fox Fire tastes good, even better than I imagined. A few more flames would be nice."

As he spoke, Chen Chuyang licked his lips, still yearning, looking unsatisfied.

Long Ming: "…"

Heishanyang: "…"

The kneeling Hu Yueer trembled again; she saw—she saw everything.

The aura of the Red Moon Fox Fire filled her with dread, greater than any fear—an imprint deep in her soul, a dread within her bloodline.

Among the Fox Clan, that ominous flame terrified her immensely.

"Did this person just swallow the Red Moon Fox Fire?"

"Isn't he afraid of death?"

After waiting a while, Chen Chuyang remained completely unfazed.

Hu Yueer lowered her head, her wide eyes filled with terror and fear.

It seemed she understood Chen Chuyang's horror.

"That's the Red Moon Fox Fire."

"He swallowed it and nothing happened at all."

"That's… terrifying, isn't it?"

Long Ming examined his son closely; his consciousness was not seized, nor was his soul devoured.

The aura of the Red Moon Fox Fire simply vanished.

In the blink of an eye.

They blinked again.

"Are you really alright, son?"

"I'm fine, Mother. Do I look like I'm in trouble?"

"Huh?"

Indeed, it doesn't look like there's a problem, but this is too… crazy, right? The Red Moon Fox Fire is a flame even she fears to touch directly, yet this son actually swallowed it and is completely unharmed—this is simply unbelievable.

When did her son become so heaven-defying?