The Legendary Son-in-law of the Emperor Chapter 1758 - 1755: Qingqiu Fox Clan

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Ye Xuan and his companions charged toward Qingqiu Mountain, targeted by its mysterious repelling force like many before them. Ye Xuan chanted an ancient verse, dispelling the power and summoning a Divine Bridge that granted them entry, shocking onlookers who recognized his formidable reputation and background. Despite pleas and bribes from various sects, they crossed alone into the mountain's vast realm of dense Heaven and Earth Essence Qi, whispered to house legendary Fox Immortals.

"I believe my virtue is quite good."

Tong Wuji spoke with deep sincerity.

Qiankun Ancestor rolled his eyes: "You say it’s good and it’s good?"

Tong Wuji broke into a grin.

The mood lightened noticeably.

Ye Xuan gazed at the landscapes below and sighed: "Thirty million years have passed, yet there’s not a bit of change."

Tong Wuji's scalp tingled at those words, but he quickly saw it as expected.

This was Emperor Ye.

The absolute ruler of the Revenge Lineage’s thirteen factions, commanding the whole Revenge Lineage—he visited here thirty million years ago, so it’s no wonder.

Even with that logic, Tong Wuji remained inwardly shocked.

Emperor Ye is Emperor Ye, brimming with endless mysteries.

"Oh? Is that a Fox Immortal?"

In mid-flight across the skies, Tong Wuji spotted vibrant creatures stirring through the scenery.

The men handsome, the women beautiful.

They frolicked amid the mountains and woods.

"Fox Immortals are long gone. Now they can only be called Fox Clan, possessing only a thread of Fox Immortal Bloodline."

Qiankun Ancestor explained to Tong Wuji: "But compared to the Fox Clan in the Demon Realm, they are much holier."

Tong Wuji nodded: "I see, then is there any connection between the Fox Clan in the Demon Realm and the Fox Clan here?"

Qiankun Ancestor glanced at Ye Xuan, unsure of the answer himself.

Ye Xuan watched the Fox Clan in human forms amid the mountains and forests, murmuring softly: "The Qingqiu Mountain Fox Immortal clan is the ancestor of all Fox Clans; naturally, the Demon Realm Fox Clan also originated from the Qingqiu Mountain Fox Clan."

The Demon Realm, fully named Demons Great World, stands as one of the Ten Realms—the mightiest across All Heavens and Myriads of Worlds, ruled supreme by the Dragon Clan over all races.

An ancient Great World of the Demon Race, it houses many major Demon Races, the Fox Clan among them.

The world remains ignorant that Qingqiu Mountain is the true ancestral land of the Demon Realm’s Fox Clan; their forebears departed from Qingqiu Mountain.

Tong Wuji grasped it all upon hearing this, his interest in the Fox Clan diminishing.

"It turns out the so-called Fox Immortal isn’t much different from the Fox Clan."

Tong Wuji sighed: "In past years, I even killed some great demons of the Fox Clan."

"To speak such words, only proves you’re too naive."

Qiankun Ancestor snorted lightly: "The Fox Clan and Fox Immortal are two concepts, as for what these concepts are, cough cough..."

Qiankun Ancestor looked at Ye Xuan.

Ye Xuan smiled without concern, saying: "The Fox Clan are the descendants of the Fox Immortal, with their Fox Immortal Bloodline fading generation by generation, already lacking the strong power and talent of the Fox Immortal."

"You can think of the Fox Clan as cultivators who need to start cultivation from the Body Refining Realm, whereas Fox Immortals are born in the Saint Realm and just need to take one more step to become Immortal."

"That is a Fox Immortal."

Tong Wuji was stunned: "Doesn’t this mean that Fox Immortal Bloodline is almost close to True Dragon Bloodline?"

True Dragon Bloodline typically renders one undying as a young dragon, supreme as an adult, True Dragon as an emperor.

Fox Immortal Bloodline starts at Saint Realm birth, one step from Immortal.

Relative to Human Clan cultivators, the starting line soars far too high.

Indeed, Saint Realm forms an uncrossable gulf for many cultivators, demanding tribulation to reach True Person.

"Of course, the strongest Nine-tailed Immortal Fox among Fox Immortals can be on par with True Dragons."

Qiankun Ancestor added.

Tong Wuji nodded: "Then the difference between Fox Clan and Fox Immortal is indeed quite large; even if the Fox Clan in the Demon Realm evolve to nine tails, their cultivation realm seems to only be in the Great Saint Realm."

The gap between Great Saint and Great Emperor isn’t minor.

Just then, the Fox Clan in the forests noticed Ye Xuan and company, all raising heads to stare.

"Not Fox Clan?"

They showed surprise at the sight of Ye Xuan and the others.

In Qingqiu Mountain, other beings exist besides Fox Clan, but Human Clan is completely absent.

Cautiousness seized them in that instant.

Yet Ye Xuan showed no desire to interact, flying directly toward Qingqiu Mountain’s sacred grounds.

There resides the Qingqiu Fox King.

The Qingqiu Fox King is the unparalleled powerhouse who leads the entire Qingqiu Fox Clan.

Shortly after, Ye Xuan and the rest arrived silently at the Qingqiu Fox King’s bedchamber.

Carved entirely from massive Spirit Stone Raw Stones, the bedchamber radiates abundant Spiritual Energy ceaselessly, while preserving its majestic splendor.

Eighteen jade pillars uphold the vast palace.

Boom!

Suddenly, a fearsome aura exploded outward, enveloping the entire hall.

At the same moment, sturdy Fox Clan warriors clad in gleaming armor and wielding Heavenly Spears materialized from thin air, their weapons trained directly on Ye Xuan and his companions, encircling them completely.

The air turned oppressively heavy in an instant.

"Trespassing the king’s bedchamber is a capital offense, no matter who you are!"

From the ranks of the Fox Clan emerged a towering, muscular figure brimming with virile power, eight tails trailing behind him, as he fixed a fierce glare on Ye Xuan and the others and bellowed sharply.

Tushan Jingyun, Divine General of the Qingqiu Fox Clan.

"Take them down!"

Coldness filled Tushan Jingyun’s eyes as he commanded in a deep roar.

Swish!

The Fox Clan warriors leveled their Heavenly Spears at Ye Xuan and the rest in unison, poised to thrust.

"Hold on."

Just then, a resonant voice boomed from deep within the bedchamber.

The Heavenly Spears snapped back immediately upon hearing it.

Fox Clan warriors froze motionless.

Even Tushan Jingyun, the mighty Divine General, stepped aside respectfully, awaiting the approach of their sovereign.

Footsteps echoed through the chamber.

A striking youth in flowing white king’s robes strode forth unhurriedly.

He seemed barely into his twenties, strikingly youthful, yet crowned with locks of pure white hair.

Not the faded white of age, but a brilliant, silvery white.

This hue appeared entirely natural.

His slim, fox-sly eyes gleamed with pure sincerity, overflowing with boundless Vast Qi.

Nine immaculate white tails swayed gracefully behind him.

Behold, a Nine-tailed Fox.

"Greetings to Your Majesty!"

Fox Clan warriors and Tushan Jingyun alike prostrated themselves in deep reverence at his sight.

For this was the Qingqiu Fox King of the present generation!

The Qingqiu Fox King raised his hand lightly: "Rise."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Tushan Jingyun and the Fox Clan rose to their feet, gazes brimming with awe toward the Qingqiu Fox King.

Younger than all of them, yet he had sprouted nine tails ahead of time, wielding supreme might and ascending the throne by right.

When chaos gripped Qingqiu Mountain, His Majesty quelled it single-handedly.

How could they not revere such a ruler?

"Is he the Qingqiu Fox King?"

Tong Wuji lingered behind Ye Xuan, scrutinizing the Qingqiu Fox King in silence, a touch of astonishment in his expression.

This one’s bone age feels rather tender, under ten thousand years even.

Such youth dwarfs his own span.

But the depth of his power is immeasurable!

Gazing upon Ye Xuan and his group, the Qingqiu Fox King spoke mildly: "Are you all companions from outside the world?"

Ye Xuan regarded the Qingqiu Fox King steadily, replying with cool detachment: "Tushan Yi is dead?"