Chapter 105: Volume 1, Chapter 105: Demonic Sovereign x Nine-Tailed Fox x Righteous Sect Leader (10)

Since the day Huo Xiu Bai left, several months had passed in the blink of an eye. Jiang Zhi, who had been waiting in the Main Hall, still hadn't seen anyone, so she had no choice but to step out of the Palace Gate to look for him.

"Host, the male lead Huo Xiu Bai is currently breaking through his realm; due to an unstable state of mind, this breakthrough is extremely dangerous."

He was about to enter the major tribulation of the Great Vehicle Stage, so it was no wonder the entire Riding Sword Sect was shrouded in dark clouds, with thick black clouds roiling overhead like furious waves, making one's hair stand on end.

With the mighty force of thunder and lightning pressing down, it was filled with a chilling, oppressive pressure.

It was the lightning tribulation.

Only after enduring the lightning tribulation can one truly enter the Great Vehicle Stage.

Everyone in the Riding Sword Sect, from top to bottom, knew this news; the elders and disciples were both surprised and delighted, feeling pride and awe at the sect leader's advancement.

Jiang Zhi moved with her short limbs toward the very center of the lightning tribulation.

Apart from the one undergoing the tribulation, anyone else who entered the lightning tribulation's range would suffer indiscriminate damage from it.

The soft fur on her body stood straight up, bristling like a frightened animal, as she heard deafening thunder in her ears, too scared to move.

"His breakthrough is perilous; why must I go?" Jiang Zhi wished she could sink into the ground, unwilling to hear those fearsome thunderclaps.

777 muttered softly: "It's because of the Host that Huo Xiu Bai's state of mind is unstable."

In the plot, the male lead's tribulation went smoothly; he did not fall for the female lead, so naturally it did not affect his state of mind.

But the Host's appearance inexplicably affected Huo Xiu Bai's feelings.

Perhaps it was because Huo Xiu Bai was a fragment of the villain's split form.

Jiang Zhi couldn't deny it, and changed her tone: "Then I can't help him either, with my meager skills……"

It was purely a delivery of vegetables.

777 cleared his throat: "Host, have you forgotten your identity?"

"A Nine-Tailed Demon Fox is not merely a top-tier furnace; each of its fox tails possesses heaven-defying ability. If you cut off just one, you can help the male lead safely pass the lightning tribulation."

Jiang Zhi: "……"

They had plotted this all along here.

She had nine fox tails, but if all nine were gone, she would cease to exist.

The fox tails are her life; losing one means losing a life.

Jiang Zhi's steps did not stop: "Then we will be completely settled between us."

After leaving the auction, he had saved her life; this time she would repay him.

The closer she got to the lightning tribulation's center, the weaker her legs became.

A bolt of lightning struck the ground not far from her, instantly cracking the solid jade stone floor that had endured a thousand years, leaving a ferocious fissure with scorched edges and the lustrous jade veiled in a faint black aura.

Jiang Zhi's eyes widened suddenly, her limbs trembling uncontrollably as she prayed in her heart.

May the lightning tribulation never strike her!

She stumbled and walked to the lightning tribulation's center, where she saw a youth seated cross-legged on the peak cliff.

His silver-blue Daoist robe fluttered in the icy wind, his black hair bound by a jade belt lifted and brushed over his face, revealing a stunningly handsome visage that transcended the mundane, his brows and eyes calm and indifferent, yet faintly revealing compassion for all beings.

He was the most righteous cultivator in the world, harboring the world in his heart, even cultivating the Path of Severing Emotions merely to sever worldly desires.

At this moment, countless bolts of lightning lashed at him like whips, his face as pale as paper, his posture straight and unyielding like a pine tree, showing no trace of weakness or surrender.

A thick black aura shrouded his forehead, deep in obsession.

Seeing his breath grow weaker, Jiang Zhi furrowed her brows and suddenly assumed human form.

Her cloud-brocade gauze skirt rippled like thin mist and clouds in the wind, her black hair flowing like a waterfall into the night, her visage lush and transcendent, tinged with a faint allure.

Suddenly, nine fiery red fox tails appeared behind her, reflecting the continuous lightning with a flowing luster.

As soon as Huo Xiu Bai opened his eyes, he saw this scene.

It overlapped with his vague memory of the secret realm.

The girl leapt up, seized a tail, hesitated not, cut it off, and hurled it into the air.

The fox tail transformed into a transparent barrier, instantly enveloping Huo Xiu Bai to block the incessant lightning strikes.

But at that moment, a startling thunderbolt unexpectedly struck her back; unable to bear it, she fell into the barrier and landed entirely in the youth's arms.

The lingering impact surged within her like an overturning river and sea, and she spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

Huo Xiu Bai held her tightly, channeling spiritual energy into her, which flowed through her entire meridians.

Having lost one tail, the eight remaining fox tails behind her drooped weakly, and the girl in his arms seemed to have lost all vitality.

This caused the blood vessels in Huo Xiu Bai's eyes to proliferate like mad vines.

"Fox……"

He suddenly realized he did not even know her name.

His heart seemed to split open, endless obsession and desire surging forth, instantly devouring the little reason that remained.

"Heh." He let out a low laugh, tinged with self-mockery.

Before, he had never imagined that any person or thing could make him abandon the Path of Severing Emotions.

He ought to have been an emotionless person, inheriting the position of Sect Leader of the Riding Sword Sect, which was also not his wish.

He seemed to have been born to save all beings of this world.

In this life, this was the only path, pulling him forward.

But after meeting her, everything changed.

Huo Xiu Bai raised his brows, gazing upward at the fierce heavenly thunderbolts above, his azure pupils gradually deepening, surging with dark currents like storm clouds.

His inner demon had arisen.

This Path of Severing Emotions was ultimately unsuitable for him.

Gu Yan'er stumbled down to the mountain's base, unable to believe her eyes as she beheld the two entwined.

She personally saw the fox demon shapeshift, revealing nine tails.

Nine tails……only the legendary ancient fox spirit can have nine tails.

Rumor says that dual cultivation with the nine tails can greatly enhance spiritual power and raise one's realm.

The allure of the nine tails is unmatched in the world; even Mahayana-stage cultivators cannot resist, inevitably falling under its spell.

So……

Brother Huo has been charmed by her!

Gu Yan'er bit her lips, her tear-filled eyes brimming with determination.

She will surely make Brother Huo regain his sanity.

The pain-wracked Jiang Zhi's consciousness hazy, her eyelids heavy, unable to open them no matter what.

A cool touch was placed on her lips; upon tasting the clear, sweet spring water that entered her mouth, her brows and eyes relaxed, and she involuntarily followed the coolness away.

Huo Xiu Bai's back stiffened; the girl in his arms stretched her slender arms, hooking his neck, pulling her whole body close, her warm, moist breath spraying onto his fingers.

Her pink tongue tip tangled, licking his pale fingertips, her teeth lightly grazing.

His snow-colored cheeks suddenly flushed with a faint red.

Almost instinctively stepping back, the youth hurriedly left.

The girl lay sideways on the bed's edge, her ebony-like long hair cascading down into the air, her rosy-cloud skirt flung open messily, revealing her snow-white calves.

Huo Xiu Bai stood frozen in place, his fingers still retaining the warm moisture.

Just thinking of the softness of her mouth, the tear mole at the corner of his eye grew ever darker red.

He fled in embarrassment from the Palace Interior.

The youth stood beneath the clear, translucent moonlight, drew his cold, hard, sharp longsword, and brandished it on the quiet mountain peak.

The next day, Jiang Zhi woke up feeling fresh and comfortable, with no discomfort at all.