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Chapter 825: 825: Enchanting Little Fox Monster vs. Righteous Female Taoist (Part 1)


Chapter 825: Chapter 825: Enchanting Little Fox Monster vs. Righteous Female Taoist (Part 1)


Gu Shengyin returned to that space, “watching” as the man held her lifeless body for ages, finally bringing it to the Xuantian Tower.


Never again was he seen outside.


She retracted her gaze, pressing down the intricate and pervasive ache in her heart, and extended her hand.


The little bird that appeared in her hand still couldn’t open its eyes.


Gu Shengyin accepted it: “System, let’s go to the next world.”


With a flash of white light from the system, Gu Shengyin opened her eyes in another world.


She had become a White Fox, in a cave surrounded by blooming peach blossoms outside.


Gu Shengyin opened her shimmering eyes, raising her paw for a glance.


This Little White Fox appeared to not have undergone shape-shifting.


Gu Shengyin began to organize the plot of this world in her mind.


The original host, Qing Bo, was a rare Nine-Tailed White Fox.


The Nine-Tailed White Fox, upon maturing, could compete with the Azure Dragon and Phoenix as a Divine Beast, with a noble and pure bloodline.


She had no parents and couldn’t find any kin. It seemed from the moment she became conscious, she lived alone in this never-before-inhabited Peach Blossom Forest.


Now she was not even a hundred years old, at her most vulnerable and naive phase. It would only be when she turned a hundred and her Dharma Image grew the first fox tail that her spiritual wisdom would fully awaken and the ancestral memory in her bloodline would emerge, granting her some semblance of self-defense.


Someone of Qing Bo’s status should originally be a favored child of Heavenly Dao. She would quietly await the growth of her first fox tail before beginning her formal shape-shifting and cultivation, merely waiting for each thousand-year refinement of a Dharma Image fox tail before succeeding in attaining the Dao and ascending to immortality.


However, she happened to meet someone.


A person who, in childhood, suffered a major calamity in his family due to an evil monster’s havoc, leading to the extinction of his entire clan.


Master Wu Xin was originally not called Wu Xin.


In her youth, she was quite innocent and free-spirited, only changing her demeanor after her kin were slaughtered overnight, thereafter loathing the Monster Race.


Later, she was taken in by the renowned Water Moon Sect for cultivation, and after mastering her skills, she adopted this tao name.


She vowed to kill all monstrous entities in her lifetime.


She called herself Wu Xin.


From Fairy Wu Xin to Master Wu Xin, she spent hundreds of years using her sword and the blood of countless from the Monster Race to make the name Master Wu Xin renowned far and wide in the True Cultivation world.


The name of Master Wu Xin was notorious for evil rather than good.


Because she did not care about right or wrong; as long as one was a monster, regardless of whether the opponent had done evil, or even if it was a newborn little monster unaware of anything, she showed no mercy under her sword.


White Fox Qing Bo encountered her the first time she transformed and ventured out.


The result was obvious; how could the newly human-shaped Little Fox be a match for the formidable Master Wu Xin?


Qing Bo died at the hands of Master Wu Xin.


She never understood why this human wanted to kill her upon meeting her.


Master Wu Xin also met an unfortunate end.


Monsters like the Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox are born once every ten thousand years, each carrying the fate of Heavenly Dao.


She had already committed excessive slaughter, making it hard for her to progress in the Dao, and now creating such sin as this, Heavenly Dao would not spare her.


In her next advancement and tribulation crossing, the merciless Heavenly Dao returned all the sins she had committed to her.


Death and the destruction of her cultivation was her final fate.


However she ended, the innocent monsters killed by her sword would never come back to life.