Chapter 47 - 47: The Fall of the Fox Demon

Chapter 47: Chapter 47: The Fall of the Fox Demon

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Adhering to the principle of “strike when one is weak and vulnerable.”

Zhao Huai decided to launch a sneak attack.

“Why does it smell like a human?”

The fox woman sniffed the air and sensed something amiss, which came from a nearby cabinet.

She opened the door of the cabinet and let out a shriek.

“My skins!”

“Who was it? Who touched my stuff!”

The fox woman yelled hysterically.

These skins were the fruits of her years of collection, all top-quality and hard to come by.

The fox woman quickly withdrew her gaze and looked under the bed, feeling anxious.

“The masks can’t have any accidents.”

These masks, crafted with a large amount of her demonic power, allowed her to perfectly disguise herself as a human or other demons, removing any traces of her demonic nature. They were essential for her to move freely among demons and maintain her livelihood.

Behind the folding screen, a pair of eyes slightly twinkled, waiting for the opportunity for a single, lethal blow.

“The folding screen...”

The fox woman walked to the bedside and found that the lingering smell in the air still persisted. Her fox eyes stared at where the scent was coming from and her demonic power began to gather.

Just at that moment.

A sharp sword light flashed, several meters long, piercing through the folding screen and headed straight for her eyes.

The fox woman unleashed all her demonic power to block this strike.

Sword qi surged, tearing through the air with a resounding roar.

Soon, she realized that she couldn’t withstand this attack head-on. Gritting her teeth, she dissipated the black smoke into two halves, trying to dodge this strike.

But she was still a little slow, as the terrifying sword qi pierced through her body, scattering everything.

Only a small amount of black smoke managed to escape.

When she reformed into her human shape, her face had turned extremely pale.

Half of the wall inside the room had been sliced open, leaving a deep sword mark.

Zhao Huai walked out slowly, stepping on the crushed folding screen.

“You actually ambushed me!”

The fox woman gritted her teeth.

She would never forget this man’s face in her life. Witness the debut of this chapter, unveiled through Ñôv€l--B1n.

He had destroyed several of her Human Puppets and slain her only clone.

And, his wife had beaten her so badly that she lost her teeth all over the ground.

Zhao Huai took out a box of masks, which he had just captured from the black ring, and thought to himself.

To burn or not to burn.

Let’s see what the copper coin says. Zhao Huai took out the copper coin and tossed it again.

[Misfortune and fortune depend on each other, might as well take a look]

[Hexagram one: Thousand Faces without a Shadow, the fox demon’s magic. If you keep it, you will receive a “fortune”].

Trace Guidance: Exquisite Masks, worthy of use.

“Can I use the masks refined by the fox demon?”

Zhao Huai muttered to himself, feeling very strange. At the same time, a bright orange light ball entered his mind.

“Another Earth Grade?”

Zhao Huai’s eyes lit up.

[Demon Slaying (Intermediate Earth Grade)]: Your attack methods pose a threat to demonic creatures. The damage is amplified, and for each demon you kill, your cultivation will grow considerably.

“My cultivation can improve for each demon I kill? This is an infinite growth type of destiny, quite powerful.”

Zhao Huai laughed, “Is this an encouragement for me to slay demons and exorcise devils?”

The only regret was that this destiny appeared after killing the fox demon, otherwise, he could experience what the growth of cultivation felt like.

Zhao Huai picked up a female mask from the wooden box and put it on his face. It felt like a cool thing on his face, just like a mask.

Looking in the mirror, he examined himself and saw that his face had changed to another appearance.

It was the look of a graceful young girl, with eyebrows curved when she smiled.

“There’s also a pig head mask.”

Zhao Huai took off the mask and found another peculiar mask in the wooden box; it was very ugly.

He tried it on and found that he had turned into a pig head in the mirror.

Just like Boar Zhu Ganglie.

“It is indeed ugly.”

An idea flashed through Zhao Huai’s mind.

“With this mask, can I disguise myself as a demon?”

As he thought this, there was movement from the stairs again.

Zhao Huai removed the mask and put the box away.

He activated [Demon-Seeing Eye], his gaze shone like a torch, and the demonic qi in front of him had nowhere to hide.

However, the demonic qi had already disappeared, leaving very little residue.

From this, it could be seen that the person who came to the door was not a demon.

The door was opened.

A woman dressed in white clothes with plum embroidery appeared at the door and exclaimed in surprise when she saw Zhao Huai:

“Husband? What are you doing here?”