King of Creation Chapter 1941 - 1926: Borrowed Authority

An old man with a head full of silver hair descended from the sky. After just a single glance at the tense crowd on the verge of drawing blades, he casually started chatting about home affairs with Hur Chimei as if nothing was happening.

"Little Chimei girl, how’s your father doing? That explosive temper of his, has he changed it at all?" The Fox Clan Supreme Third Elder, the moment he landed, began rubbing Hur Chimei’s hair with extreme fondness; their familiarity couldn’t be any deeper.

Watching this scene, Hu Buding’s face scrunched up like a bitter gourd, but if one looked closely, there was still a hint of vicious gloom in his eyes.

"Grandpa Tu, my father, the old man, is doing fine. Thanks to your persuasion, his temper has reined in quite a bit over these years, though he still has the occasional explosive outburst." Hur Chimei answered with a smile.

"The occasional explosive outburst?" Tu Che’s silver brows lifted, then he burst into loud laughter. "Looks like the Red Tiger King is getting more and more playful!"

After tossing out that ambiguous line, Tu Che asked again, "How’s my grandson been performing lately? Is His Majesty the Red Tiger King finding him handy to use?"

"You mean that guy Tu Youlun? He’s a crafty one, getting slicker and slicker with his work; I can’t help wanting to beat him up! But my father’s trusting him more and more." The moment she mentioned the Red Tiger King’s current Think Tank Tu Youlun, Hur Chimei ground her teeth in hatred.

Hearing this, Tu Che burst into hearty laughter.

Because of their own combat power, the Fox Clan had always been a vassal race in the Taimeng Demon Realm.

Moreover, they weren’t the type to have their entire race submit as a whole; they had their own unique way of doing it.

Within the Taimeng Demon Beasts, the Fox Clan had always been a special case.

The current Five Great Demon Emperors of the Taimeng Demon Realm were basically the five strongest forces in the realm. Of course, the forces of these Five Great Demon Emperors hadn’t completely unified rule over the Taimeng Demon Realm.

There were still many Demon Race clans with powerful Innate Bloodlines that existed independently.

Especially those powerful Demon Kings who could contend with Creation Realm Demon Emperors purely by virtue of their Innate Bloodline Divine Ability—each of them held their own power in the Taimeng Demon Realm.

Yet among the thousands of Demon Race forces, large and small, in the Taimeng Demon Realm, the Fox Clan had always been the number one Demon Race force under the Five Great Demon Emperors.

They had long held Qingqiu City, officially ranked sixth yet in fact the largest, enjoying enormous benefits that no one dared touch.

This was related to the Fox Clan’s vassalage method.

Among the Demon Race, the Fox Clan’s own strength wasn’t great, but their intellect crowned the world.

However, as for the intelligence and cunning of other Demon Races, it wasn’t all that impressive.

Not that existences like the White Tiger Demon Emperor, Red Tiger King, Black Tiger King, or Golden Roc Demon Emperor were incredibly stupid.

On the contrary, these beings had lived countless years; as the saying goes, people age into cunning, ghosts age into craft. Their slyness was absolutely not something ordinary beings could hope to match.

But slyness was still just personal; when it came to larger matters, like managing all affairs within their territories, taxation, governance, overall planning of resource development, as well as overall strategy and dealings with all sides, they were sorely lacking.

Not to mention anything else—just ask them to calculate some taxes and supplies, and they might not even get the numbers right.

In these areas, however, even ordinary members of the Fox Clan were exceedingly well versed.

The more powerful Fox Clan members studied Human Clan classics from childhood, mastering the Way of Assisting Kings, and were born as great talents for the role of Think Tank.

These foxes would then be placed under various powerful Demon Races, slowly gaining their trust, serving as their Think Tanks and advisers, plotting and planning for them.

In this way, they gained control over power and influence.

Basically, each of the Five Great Demon Emperors had Fox Clan experts serving as their Think Tanks and advisers.

Even among the other Demon Kings of the Taimeng Demon Realm, more than half of them also had foxes acting as advisers.

What was even more commendable was that once these foxes devoted themselves to some Demon Race existence, they each served their own lord, loyally assisting them.

Of course, it wasn’t as if any Fox Clan expert who defected over could immediately gain the trust of those Demon Emperors and Demon Kings to become their Think Tanks and advisers.

Trust was a process that could only be built through long-term interaction.

Even for the most brilliant of the Fox Clan, it was extremely difficult to gain the trust of a Demon King or Demon Emperor.

Basically, ninety-nine percent of Demon Emperors and Demon Kings shared the same flaw—suspicion.

Still, over so many years, quite a few foxes had died under suspicion and schemes, but there were also plenty who gained trust and survived.

In particular, there were some among the Fox Clan who treated this Think Tank and adviser profession as a family business passed down the generations.

The Fox Clan Supreme Third Elder before them, named Tu Che, was one such example.

Back in the day, he served under the Red Tiger King, starting from the lowest-ranked clerk in charge of taxes and grain. It took him a full six hundred years to gain the Red Tiger King’s trust and become his Think Tank and adviser.

After that, he assisted the Red Tiger King for over three thousand eight hundred years, successfully helping him become the second greatest Tiger King within the Tiger Clan today.

He himself also leveraged the Red Tiger King’s Cultivation Resources to advance his Cultivation to the Peak of Late Dao Realm.

However, as he grew older, Tu Che wished to spend the latter half of his Life Span attempting a breakthrough to the Creation Realm, to see if he could become a Creation God.

But the Red Tiger King was unwilling to let this Think Tank adviser of his step down.

So Tu Che sent his carefully trained, beloved grandson Tu Youlun to the Red Tiger King’s side. By then Tu Youlun had already been personally instructed by Tu Che for over four hundred years.

Afterward, Tu Che, in the capacity of deputy Think Tank, had his grandson Tu Youlun assist him in advising the Red Tiger King. Only when the Red Tiger King acknowledged his grandson Tu Youlun’s ability did Tu Che completely hand over affairs to his grandson and return to Qingqiu Tushan himself.

Though the Fox Clan was devious and intelligent, every fox, even at the moment of death, would have their head facing toward Qingqiu.

This was the original meaning behind "a fox dies facing its first hill."

Tu Che was no exception.

He returned to the Fox Clan intending to spend the remaining few hundred years of his life attempting a breakthrough to the Creation Realm. If he succeeded, his Life Span would soar; if not, even if he were to pass away, he would sit in death within the Qingqiu Ancestral Tomb, in the Qingqiu Palace.

During the more than three thousand years that Tu Che served as the Red Tiger King’s Think Tank, under the Red Tiger King’s permission and within his authority, he gave the Qingqiu Fox Clan ample care and protection.

This was the very definition of borrowing a tiger’s might under a fox’s name!

Back when Tu Che first became the Red Tiger King’s Think Tank, the Qingqiu Fox Clan had already made him one of the clan’s ten elders.

After returning to Qingqiu, Tu Che, who was focused solely on breaking through to the Creation Realm, had no desire to concern himself with mundane affairs, so he simply took the title of Supreme Elder and went into Cultivation seclusion.

Though Tu Che had gone into Cultivation seclusion, no one dared question his clout or weight within the Qingqiu Fox Clan.

As long as Tu Che’s relationship with the Red Tiger King remained, and as long as Tu Che’s grandson Tu Youlun continued to serve the Red Tiger King, Tu Liu’s weight within the Qingqiu Fox Clan would be top-tier.

It was precisely because of this that Elder Hu Buding’s face looked so terribly ugly at this moment.

Amid his laughter, Tu Che abruptly cut off his chuckle; his sharp gaze swept over everyone present, and his expression turned incomparably cold and stern.

"Seems like some blind fool actually dared to provoke the Chimei girl today! Chimei girl, tell me, which blind thing provoked you? Watch as your grandpa slaps the taste out of his mouth today!" Tu Che said in an eerie tone.

"It’s him, this Elder Hu. He said he wanted to kill me on the spot!" Hur Chimei suddenly pointed at Hu Buding and said.

"Oh?"

Tu Che’s sinister gaze fixed on Hu Buding, making the latter hurriedly wave his hands. "Supreme Elder, it’s not like that, I didn’t...."

Pa! Pa! Pa!

With a flicker of Illusion-like motion, the crisp sound of slaps echoed through the air.

As the figures separated, it was Tu Che who had rushed forward and solidly delivered three resounding slaps to Hu Buding’s face.

Hu Buding had wanted to dodge, but his Cultivation at the Peak of Early Dao Realm was utterly incomparable to Tu Che’s Cultivation at the Peak of Late Dao Realm.

He had solidly taken three slaps, and the blood at the corner of his mouth had been whipped out.

Ye Zhen was also extremely shocked as he watched this scene.

Even though they were in the right, this Tu Che giving Hu Buding three slaps without even asking the reason was truly shocking!

Hu Qingtong also covered her lips in utter astonishment. She had never expected that this Supreme Elder would actually say slap and slap a Fox Clan elder, and do it in public, for real.

Among the Human Clan there was the saying that the weak are prey to the strong, and that the strong are kings; within the Demon Race, these two principles were pushed to the extreme.

Between Hu Buding and Tu Che, Tu Che’s Cultivation was far stronger than Hu Buding’s, and his power and voice of authority, compared to this internal elder who had clawed his way up within the Fox Clan, were so much stronger it was beyond comparison.

He hit him, then so be it.

Even hitting him in public wasn’t anything.

So, no matter how wronged Hu Buding felt at this moment, he could only endure it.

Hur Chimei looked at Ye Zhen proudly, then cast a flirty glance at the kitten; the meaning couldn’t be clearer—see how awesome I am?

At the same time, the Cloud Winged Tiger King Kitten let out a low roar inside Ye Zhen’s Dark Palace, showing off to the Little Demon, Purple Spirit, Mirage Dragon Primordial Spirit Achou, and the Nine-Headed Beast.

"How about it, isn’t Tiger Grandpa’s girl impressive?"

"Kitten, sounds to me like you’re itching for a beating. You dare call yourself Grandpa in front of me? Looks like I should let you taste what Achou once tasted."

"You damned sick cat, who taught you how to pick up girls? And you still dare show off? Big Sister, beat him to death later!"

"She is indeed impressive." In Ye Zhen’s Dark Palace, Purple Spirit’s Purple Spirit Immortal Sword moved without wind, and an inexplicable sharp Sword Intent suddenly burst out from Ye Zhen’s body, shooting straight toward the kitten’s lower body.

The Sword Intent covering the kitten’s lower half scared him so much he shivered.

"I was wrong!"

The years of life had taught the kitten that a hard mouth brought no benefits.

The best method was to admit fault as fast as possible.

"Big Sister, I was wrong! I mean, what do you think of how I handled that matter just now?"

"Mm, not bad, but still lacking a bit of heat, not quite enough to vent my anger!" The Little Demon’s voice rang out again.

"Heh, I get it!" said the Cloud Winged Tiger King Kitten.

The little ones were quarreling non-stop inside Ye Zhen’s Dark Palace, making Ye Zhen roll his eyes over and over. Only the Nine-Headed Beast kept his mouth shut, silently watching the show.

Of course, it wasn’t that the Nine-Headed Beast didn’t want to join the fun, but as the last one to join the gang, he had no rights at all. After these years, he’d long since learned to be smart!

Roar!

The kitten let out a low tiger’s roar a few times; no one noticed, but Hur Chimei’s expression changed. Her slender finger stretched out and pointed at Hu Lian again, cursing angrily.

"Grandpa Tu, and this shrew here was completely unreasonable just now. Her spit even sprayed onto my face, and she almost drove me out of Qingqiu!" Hur Chimei shouted.

"My ancestor!"

Hu Lian wailed. She had finally figured it out—Tu Che dared to hit her father, let alone her.

She dared swear to the heavens that she truly hadn’t done anything to this little girl just now. They were so far apart that even if her spit had divine abilities, it couldn’t have sprayed that far.

However, Tu Che didn’t give her any chance to explain!

"Humph, Hu Buding, since you can’t discipline your daughter, I’ll do it for you!"

With a cold snort, Tu Che didn’t even move his body. His hand moved, and a few Hand Seals condensed out of thin air, whipping hard onto Hu Lian’s cheeks, directly smacking her into the air, blood spraying wildly from her mouth along with a mouthful of teeth!

This time, Hu Lian was truly miserable.

Earlier, Ye Zhen had already knocked out half her teeth, and now with Tu Che’s lash, all the remaining teeth were completely gone.

With all her teeth gone, her cheeks caved in, and her appearance became as ugly as could be.

But painful as it was, Hu Lian didn’t dare let out a single cry; she was terrified.

This was what they called evil meeting its match!

Watching this scene, Hu Buding felt such heartache he almost spat blood.

Whose daughter isn’t the apple of their eye? She’d grown up this big and he had never beaten his own daughter like this.

But pain was pain; he didn’t dare utter half a word.

If he showed the slightest disobedience, who knew what kind of punishment he might bring upon himself!

On the other hand, Hu Buding could be said to be tasting his own bitter fruit!

Of course, Hu Buding also understood that this Supreme Third Elder Tu Che, who had only just returned not long ago, was using his face to set rules and establish authority.

He was telling the entire Qingqiu Fox Clan that even though he, Tu Che, was now comfortably honored as a Supreme Elder, the Tiger’s might was still there!

"Chimei girl, is there anyone else here who bullied you?" The Supreme Third Elder Tu Che swept his gaze around arrogantly, scaring Hu Buding, Hu Lian, the group of Patrol members, and Tu Xiong into lowering their heads in silence, afraid they’d also invite a vicious beating.

"Grandpa Tu, the others aren’t really the issue. Mainly, when my friend and I came to visit this Hu Qingtong girl, we clearly saw this Hu Lian’s son Tu Yan losing and unable to take it..."

Hur Chimei laid out everything that had happened before, clearly explaining the cause and effect. Of course, she couldn’t resist embellishing here and there, but the basic facts were still clear.

This time, Tu Che didn’t immediately make a ruling. His gaze fixed on Hu Qingtong for a long while before he spoke.

"Hu Buding, you planned to sentence Hu Qingtong to be locked in the Qingqiu Ancestral Tomb for three years, and also drive Qingtong’s daughter Ye Chiling out of Qingqiu?" Tu Che barked coldly.

"Replying to the Supreme Elder, Hu Qingtong colluded with outsiders to bully..."

"Silence!"

With a fierce shout, Tu Che kicked Hu Buding flying without the slightest warning. "As an elder of my clan, you pervert the law for favoritism and shield your own, and you still dare to speak!"

Hu Buding’s mouth spurted blood, his face full of bitterness. He bent the law—could Tu Che really claim he was any better?

In the end, it was still because Tu Che was stronger.

When that day comes...

Hu Buding hid the hatred in his eyes extremely well.

"Hu Buding, as an elder, you pervert the law for favoritism and pass unjust sentences. You are hereby confined for half a year to reflect behind closed doors!"

"Hu Lian, unable to distinguish right from wrong, bullying clansmen—originally you were to be punished with ten years of hard labor, but considering your eagerness to protect your son, you are to apologize to Hu Qingtong face-to-face, and additionally receive twenty strokes of the Dragon Whip yourself, as a warning to others!"

"Tu Yan manifested his true form and injured others; given his youth, he is punished by watching his mother receive her punishment!"

After issuing all the punishments, Tu Che clasped his hands behind his back and said, "Do you accept?"

Even though just thinking of the might of the Dragon Whip made Hu Lian tremble, she still said in a quavering voice, "I accept! I accept!"

"I accept the Supreme Elder’s sentence!" As he said this, Hu Buding lowered his head, clenched his teeth, and his fists were tightly balled.