Ying Tianqing retracted his wings, and peace returned to the world.
Hu Santai, with blood flowing from his seven orifices, lay on the ground, his black fox tail also exposed.
"Xiao Xue!"
Lin Feng immediately held Xia Xue in his arms.
After injecting a stream of true qi into Xia Xue, she slowly regained consciousness.
Upon waking, Xia Xue felt very tired. She had no idea what had happened and looked at Lin Feng with confusion.
"Lin Feng, why am I here? What happened to me?"
Xia Xue rubbed her head, feeling as though she had been in a long dream.
"You're alright now. Leave the rest to me. You should sit down and rest."
Lin Feng gently stroked Xia Xue's hair, then helped her sit on a rock to rest.
He then walked furiously towards the fallen Hu Santai and, without a word, began kicking him.
"Beast, how dare you kidnap my woman, you're seeking death!"
Lin Feng cursed as he kicked.
It was fortunate that Xia Xue was unharmed. If she had been in any danger, he would have fought against anyone, even a resurrected Great Sage of the Demon Race, at any cost.
"Kid, stop kicking. I just wanted to scare you by taking the little girl."
"I know you are Lin Feng, and I know you are capable. I had no intention of being your enemy."
Hu Santai explained.
"Little fox, do you know who is backing Lin Feng?"
Qiu Long stepped forward, extending a claw covered in black dragon scales.
This black claw radiated an aura of destruction, terrifying Hu Santai into getting up despite his pain and immediately kneeling before Qiu Long.
"I didn't know before, but I do now."
"I truly made a mistake, and I won't dare to do it again."
"Since we are all from the demon race, please spare me for the sake of my King!"
Hu Santai, mistaking Qiu Long and Ying Tianqing for members of the demon race, immediately invoked the name of the Black Fox King for protection.
"Who said I'm from the demon race?"
"Your King is nothing. Before my Emperor, he doesn't even deserve to be called King or Emperor?"
Qiu Long sneered.
Although he was a dragon that had achieved sentience, he practiced the demonic path, not the demon path.
As for Emperor Ying Tianqing, he was a Black-Winged Great Roc possessing the most miraculous power in heaven and earth, existing beyond the three realms, and could not be called a demon.
"If you're not from the demon race, then who are you..."
Hu Santai was bewildered.
"You are not worthy to know. I ask you, what stage has your Black Fox King reached, and how long until his revival?"
Qiu Long knew the Black Fox King was powerful. If he could be of use to the demonic realm, he would be an ally in the future fight against the Heavenly Emperor.
"My King has already reshaped his demon body. Of his nine tails, eight have been revived. He only needs one more tail to rise again and restore the glory of the demon race."
"I implore both great deities, for the sake of my King's arduous cultivation, please do not obstruct his rebirth."
Hu Santai kowtowed heavily to Qiu Long and Ying Tianqing, his head bleeding profusely but showing no sign of stopping.
For the resurrection of a Great Sage of the Demon Race, they, as lesser demons, had persevered for six thousand years.
For six millennia, the primary task of the Black Fox clan had been to collect Golden Elixirs. Although Golden Elixirs had minimal effect on the Black Fox King, they could not think of any other way to assist him in reshaping his demon body besides utilizing the energy within them.
The Black Fox clan had dedicated their lives since birth to collecting Golden Elixirs for this long-cherished wish. Generations of their kin had died, yet they never gave up.
It was akin to Yu Gong moving mountains; through the efforts of generation after generation, they had persevered to this day.
They did not fear death; they only feared that the lifelong efforts of their generations would be in vain.
Ying Tianqing naturally understood the difficulty of the Black Fox King's rebirth and said gravely, "Very well, Qiu Long, let him go."
"Grant him the Wuji Golden Elixir to aid that little fox."
"Remember, when your master is resurrected, he is to come and pay homage to this Lord. This Lord can elevate him or destroy him."
Ying Tianqing, harboring thoughts of subjugating the Black Fox King, commanded.
Qiu Long, understanding the Demon Emperor's intentions, immediately produced a pill shimmering with dazzling golden light from his robes.
The moment this pill appeared, both Lin Feng and Duan Liang were astonished.
The energy contained within this pill was too potent. It was so powerful that the surrounding spiritual energy seemed to be drawn in, surging into the Golden Elixir.
"Holy crap, this is the legendary Wuji Golden Elixir."
"One Golden Elixir is equivalent to the lifelong cultivation of a Great Luo Immortal, and you're just giving it away? My Brother Qing is truly generous!"
Duan Liang exclaimed in awe.
Hu Santai was also so stunned that he was speechless.
He gazed at the miraculous Golden Elixir before him, unable to believe his eyes.
"You, you couldn't possibly be the Demon Emperor, could you?"
Hu Santai vaguely recalled something.
According to the legends passed down in the demon race,
There was only one Great Emperor of the Demon Race in all the heavens and earth, possessing boundless power, who had achieved emperorship by taking the form of a Great Roc and descending into demonic cultivation.
He had dominated a region ten thousand years ago, his might shaking the three realms.
"You know that's good. My Emperor has shown great kindness to your King, and he must repay this debt."
Qiu Long said, placing the Wuji Golden Elixir into a jade bottle and tossing it to Hu Santai.
Hu Santai received it as a priceless treasure, profusely kowtowing his thanks.
Ying Tianqing paid him no mind, waved his hand, and vanished along with Lin Feng and the others.
They reappeared moments later back in the rental building.
"Brother Qing, why would you give such a precious Golden Elixir to an outsider? Brother Lin Feng and I also need Golden Elixirs to improve our strength!"
Duan Liang, feeling a pang of envy and extreme imbalance, asked.
Lin Feng found it awkward to say some things, but he didn't hesitate.
"If I gave it to you two, do you think your humble strength could withstand the power of a Golden Elixir?"
"If this Lord weren't constrained by you two, you wouldn't even be worthy to carry my shoes. Are you not yet satisfied?"
Ying Tianqing glared at Duan Liang with displeasure.
These words immediately left Duan Liang speechless.
"That's true. A Great Sage of the Demon Race possesses a sacred body and can withstand the energy of a Golden Elixir. If I were to consume it, I would surely explode."
"But Brother Qing, you and I are brothers who have risked our lives together. You must consider us too, right?"
Duan Liang still felt a sense of imbalance.
After all, having attached himself to the Demon Emperor, it would be a waste of opportunity not to gain some benefits.
"Relying on anyone is not as good as relying on oneself. Do you two truly think this Lord is a fool and cannot see your intentions?"
"My helping you is actually harming you. Fortune bestowed by others does not lead far. Only through your own efforts can you achieve great things."
"Lin Feng, he doesn't understand, but don't you understand either?"
Ying Tianqing suddenly asked Lin Feng.
Lin Feng was taken aback by the question, then smiled, "I understand. Brother Ying wants us to forge our own fortunes, not for you to bestow them upon us. Such fortune will be our own, and we can achieve greater things. Otherwise, our paths would be dead-ended."
Ying Tianqing nodded with satisfaction and handed Lin Feng the wordless celestial book he had obtained from Chen Fan.
"This is what I promised you. Take it. If you can comprehend its mysteries, your fortune will be no less than a Golden Elixir."
As Ying Tianqing spoke, he called for Qiu Long, and they vanished from their spot.
Only Duan Liang, Lin Feng, and the bewildered Xia Xue remained in the building.
"Brother Lin Feng, what wordless celestial book? Hurry and let me comprehend it with you."
"Don't forget about me when good things happen. We're good brothers."
Duan Liang set his sights on the wordless celestial book in Lin Feng's hand, much like an old pervert eyeing a beautiful woman.
"Alright, I won't forget you. I might not be able to comprehend it alone anyway, so I'll bring you along."
Lin Feng knew Duan Liang was a persistent hanger-on he couldn't shake off, so he could only agree.
"Lin Feng, what exactly is going on?"
"What demon emperors and the like? Am I still dreaming?"
Xia Xue was somewhat frantic. The events unfolding before her were too bizarre; she couldn't understand any of it.