After rebirth, the eldest sister voluntarily abdicated and gave way to the wise.

Chapter 567 Aren’t you afraid of death?

"Why would Your Highness come to Dongzhou, a thousand miles away, instead of cultivating in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons?"

The fox demon boy snorted coldly and deflected Jiang Junze's sword with a flick of his sleeve. Jiang Junze didn't speak, but took a step back, wary of the boy approaching Jiang Liqian.

"You think you can trick me into revealing information just because you know my identity?" The fox demon youth sneered, turning his head away. The silver needles that had been inserted into his arm flew off along with his demonic aura and stuck to the opposite wall. "Human cultivators are the least trustworthy."

"Since human cultivators are untrustworthy, why does Your Highness still live with those villagers?" Xu You'an walked over slowly, his voice casual, yet every word struck the fox demon boy's heart.

The fox demon boy was stunned for a moment, then became furious and glared fiercely at Xu You'an: "What nonsense are you spouting?! How could I possibly cultivate with a cunning person..."

Xu Youan crossed his arms and interrupted him directly: "The third house from the front in the village, the one on the left side of the opposite door, there seems to be a woman sewing clothes for you in the basket." After saying that, he glanced at the boy's clothes and looked away with a hint of disgust.

The fox demon boy stared blankly, his eyes suddenly reddening.

He sat slumped on the ground, his body churning with demonic energy, which tore his already bleeding wounds even deeper.

Luo Qing'an couldn't bear to watch any longer, so she tapped him on the head, took out a needle and thread, and stitched up his wound. The fox demon boy had never suffered such "torture" before, and howled in pain.

“We are disciples of the Tianqian Sect. We came back only to ask you if you know what happened to this village and why it was deserted overnight?” Jiang Liqian squatted down and stared into his eyes.

The fox demon boy seemed to be recalling something; his face paled, and his lips moved slightly, but no sound came out for a long time.

Just when Jiang Liqian thought he would stubbornly remain silent and was preparing to find another way to pry him open his mouth, he suddenly collapsed to the ground and burst into tears.

He cried so hard, he didn't look like a tailless fox at all, but more like an ordinary young boy.

"It was them... Waaah, it was them who took Aunt Sun, Xiaobao, and the others away..."

"I chased after them, but I couldn't beat them. Their aura was terrifying; even a little bit of it made me feel terrible..."

"Waaaaah... I watched them all get swept away. Sun Xiaobao had just picked my favorite fruit from the mountain. We promised to make fruit wine together tonight, we promised..."

In his intermittent sobs, the story gradually unfolds, depicting how the little fox, who had sneaked out of the valley to play, was tricked into going to the slaughterhouse, how he escaped, got lost in the unfamiliar mountains, and how he was taken in by the innocent and adorable Sun Xiaobao, who took him home as his best playmate. They played and laughed together, and worked together in the fields. But unexpectedly, their happy time was short-lived, and things took a sudden turn for the worse. Despite his best efforts, he could only watch as the once simple and kind villagers were abducted one by one before his eyes.

The lonely little fox was eventually covered in wounds, its tail was broken, its cultivation level had regressed, and it collapsed by the cold pool.

Perhaps I will never wake up again.

After hearing his story, the group fell silent, a sudden stillness settling in.

Only the boy's sorrowful cries could be heard inside the cave.

Only after he had finished crying did Luo Qing'an tentatively step forward and reach out to pat his head: "Don't cry, we'll go find them, maybe they'll be alright."

The fox demon boy shook his head, choking back tears, and grabbed Luo Qing'an's sleeve: "Don't go, you'll all die too!"

The cave fell silent once more.

After a while, Jiang Liqian moved towards the cave entrance, her movements swift and decisive, the spirit pearl at her waist flashing: "Tell me, which direction were they taken?"

The fox demon boy, his eyes red, was utterly bewildered: "Aren't you afraid of dying? I'm not lying, I really will die. I've never seen such monsters before. They're neither human nor demon cultivators. They're too strong, they're just too strong!"

Jiang Liqian stopped abruptly without turning around: "So, just because they are strong, just because we are afraid of death, are we going to give up the only hope that those villagers have left to live? If they really all die, do we, as fellow human beings, not even have the courage to avenge them?"

"Moreover," her voice was clear and cold, carrying the unique integrity of Han Jian, "to allow these wicked beasts to continue to run rampant outside is against the rules of our sect."

The fox demon boy was stunned for a moment, and in a daze, he felt that this strong and beautiful back was familiar, as if he had caught a glimpse of it somewhere before.

"In...the south, out of the village, all the way south..."

In her past life, Jiang Liqian would have gone alone without fear. But in this life, she did not do so. Instead, she calmly said to her second senior brother and the others in her group, "His injuries are severe, and he could die at any moment. Third senior sister, you stay and take care of him. Second senior brother, senior brother Jiang," she looked at her junior brother beside her, "Let's go find that thing together and tear it to pieces so that it can be reincarnated!"

Hearing the word "we," even though he knew it referred to more than just him, Xu Youan's heart still surged and his eyes welled up with tears. He didn't say anything, just nodded and followed behind her without hesitation.

Wherever his senior sister is, he will always be there.

Fu Wennian and Jiang Junze had no objection to this arrangement. The most important thing now was to check whether the villagers were still alive and whether they had met with any misfortune. If so, they should also check to see if there were any survivors.

Luo Qing'an wanted to go together, but the fox demon boy really couldn't do without her now, so she could only tell them to make sure they came back safely.

Stepping on their swords like shooting stars, their figures like rainbows, the four of them vanished into the sky in the blink of an eye.

Luo Qing'an turned around, bent down and helped the extremely weak fox demon boy up, led him to sit on a clean open space, and then carefully examined his injuries.

The fox demon boy was a little awkward at first, after all, this was the first time a girl had been rummaging through his body and trying to lift his clothes. He blushed badly and was suddenly hit hard on the head by the angry Luo Qing'an.

That knock jolted him awake from his dazed and hazy memories. He stood up abruptly and muttered blankly, "Isn't she the goddess that my elder brother placed on the altar and wiped and worshipped every day?"

Luo Qing'an was startled by his sudden movement and reflexively asked, "What?"

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Following the instructions of the fox demon boy, Jiang Liqian and the others increased their speed on their swords and finally sensed overwhelming demonic energy in a valley.

Large clumps of demonic energy surged and boiled here, causing all the beautiful plants and trees in the valley to wither and die. Even the birds that flew over the valley lay dead on the ground, emitting a foul stench.

And within this stench was an inescapable, heavy stench of blood.