Chapter 121: It’s Reasonable For A Child To Call An Adult When They Can’t Win A Fight, Right?
Grandpa Hu’s pupils contracted sharply, a trace of shock appeared on his face, but his body quickly flashed to the side, dodging the copper coin sword thrust by Nan Yuanman.
He was so agile that he didn’t seem like an old man at all.
Nan Yuanman let out a “whoa,” slowly retracting the copper coin sword, pouting unhappily: “You adults always love to deceive children. I’m not a three-year-old kid; I’m not that easy to fool!”
Even if they wanted to deceive a kid, they should at least clean up their tail properly!
Nan Yuanman’s gaze fell behind Grandpa Hu, where countless ghosts in coarse cloth clothes were extending from his body, roaring ferociously with hideous faces as they clawed toward him.
These ghosts… she had seen them in that fleeting glimpse earlier.
They… were all villagers from Hundred Fox Village two hundred years ago.
They had all been killed by the Hundred Fox Village Chief.
Grandpa Hu’s facial muscles twitched, his kindly expression vanished instantly, and his gaze turned exceptionally grim as he looked at the little girl before him, who was only five heads tall: “When did you figure it out?”
“Probably from…” Nan Yuanman tilted her head: “I figured it out when you were deceiving me. Should I call you Grandpa Hu, or should I call you the Hundred Fox Village Chief from two hundred years ago?”
Hearing that familiar name, Grandpa Hu’s face grew even darker, and the gaze he fixed on Nan Yuanman held a hint of vigilance.
He had originally thought Nan Yuanman was just a child, and even if she was a gifted little heavenly master, she should be very easy to fool. Now it seemed she was much shrewder than he had thought.
However…
No matter how shrewd, she was still just a child.
Grandpa Hu, no, the Hundred Fox Village Chief tried to relax his facial expression and softened his voice as he spoke to Nan Yuanman: “Even if you discovered I’m the Hundred Fox Village Chief from two hundred years ago, so what? Am I wrong in what I said?”
“The Fox Goddess has now turned into an evil being. The most urgent matter is for you to deal with her first, right? To prevent her from going out and causing chaos in the human world. Why attack me?”
“She’s an evil being, and you’re not much better. Using wicked arts to live for two hundred years—do you think you’re still human?” Nan Yuanman huffed lightly: “Besides, this evil being was created by you and the villagers of Hundred Fox Village.”
“You’re the root cause of the Fox Goddess turning into an evil being. You’re the cause, so I just need to kill you, and it’ll be fine.”
The Hundred Fox Village Chief was choked by Nan Yuanman’s words. His eyes darkened, and his aged face grew increasingly ferocious: “So you’re determined to deal with me first?”
“What do you mean I’m determined to deal with you first? Didn’t you jump out yourself?” Nan Yuanman didn’t fall into his trap. She gripped the copper coin sword tightly, and in her empty hand, she held a handful of talismans.
She pursed her lips, stomped her foot, and her short figure shot toward the Hundred Fox Village Chief like a cannonball: “Enough talk—come at me, behold my sword!”
The Hundred Fox Village Chief’s eyes instantly turned into fox eyes, his aged hands became fox claws, and he charged forward without dodging.
A sly glint flashed in Nan Yuanman’s clear black-and-white round eyes. She suddenly withdrew the copper coin sword and tossed Xiao Hong forward: “Grandpa, come out and keep watch!”
A black flash appeared, and a slender figure in gray coarse clothes suddenly materialized in front of Nan Yuanman. His purple eyes coldly and mechanically stared at the shocked Hundred Fox Village Chief, raising a hand to slap down at him.
He was too fast; the Hundred Fox Village Chief couldn’t dodge in time and was heavily struck at the waist, emitting a crisp cracking sound.
“Ah——!!!” The Hundred Fox Village Chief let out a wail, his body flying backward violently, crashing through several walls with a clang, and splatting onto the ground.
Nan Yuanman seized the chance to run into the Village Ancestral Hall: “Grandpa, he’s all yours! I’m going to deal with that Fox Great Immortal!”
Outside, she couldn’t freely transform people, but here, she had no scruples.
She was only five years old; it wasn’t embarrassing at all to not beat an adult!
Old Master Nan waved his claw: “Mm.”
He turned his head, coldly staring at the struggling Hundred Fox Village Chief on the ground, and walked toward him step by step.
As soon as Nan Yuanman stepped into the Village Ancestral Hall, her vision went dark, and she arrived in a space filled with darkness and chill.
The space was empty, containing nothing but thick yin energy and malevolent Qi drifting about.
She paused her steps, looking around vigilantly and with curiosity. At that moment, whispers reached her ears, as if someone was making a wish to her: “…Respected Fox Goddess, I hope you can bless me to safely give birth to a big fat boy this year.”
“Fox Goddess, please bless my injured husband so he can safely leave the clinic.”
“Fox Goddess, I’m willing to give everything; please protect my child from illness and disaster…”
“Fox Goddess, please…”
“Please…”
Nan Yuanman blinked her eyes, slowly realizing that what she had just heard were the wishes made by the villagers of Hundred Fox Village to the Fox Goddess a hundred years ago?
At that moment, a faint glow suddenly lit up ahead.
Nan Yuanman gripped the copper coin sword tightly and trotted toward the glow. The closer she got, the clearer the sounds from ahead became.
When Nan Yuanman reached the source of the glow, she realized what the sounds were—they were the noises of chains being strained.
What appeared before her was a huge, multicolored fox with three tails. Now, its three tails and four limbs were bound by golden chains. Its raised head occasionally shifted into other fox heads, and thick malevolent Qi swirled around its body.
Those chains extended from the plaque beneath her.
It seemed the Hundred Fox Village Chief hadn’t lied about one thing.
This Village Ancestral Hall plaque truly had runes carved by a taoist priest from a hundred years ago.
The Fox Great Immortal saw Nan Yuanman appear, its fox face twisted, and it struggled to pounce at her, roaring in fury: “Despicable humans! I’ll kill you all! Kill you all!”
It was humans who created It, yet humans who discarded It like worn shoes. Humans who, for their own selfish reasons, killed Its kin right before It!
Humans! Were the most hypocritical, despicable, evil, and damnable species!
Humans! Were the greatest evil beings in the world!
The Fox Great Immortal lunged to within an inch of Nan Yuanman before being yanked back by the golden chains, which tightened even more around its tails.
Nan Yuanman stood still without moving. Looking at the Fox Great Immortal in this hysterical state, she felt no fear in her heart—instead, there was a bit of sadness.
Especially that constantly shifting fox face—Nan Yuanman could recognize them as the foxes killed by the villagers of Hundred Fox Village right in front of her.
Sensing the increasingly tight bindings on its body, the Fox Great Immortal slumped dejectedly to the ground, its eyes vacant, as if resigned to its fate.
It closed its eyes and put on a resigned expression: “Kill or slaughter me, do as you please.”
Nan Yuanman pursed her lips, wanting to speak but hesitating, unable to find words of comfort—those comforting words all seemed too empty.
She gripped the copper coin sword tightly without rushing to act. Tilting her head in thought, she spoke in a childish voice: “I don’t know how evil humans are. I’m only five years old and haven’t interacted with many adults, but I know those uncles and aunts from Hundred Fox Village really did wrong.”
“But they’re already dead. If you want to find them, you’d have to die first to do so. Moreover, you’ve done evil deeds and have human lives on your hands—I can’t let you stay to harm more people.”
“Don’t worry, that evil Hundred Fox Village Chief who did those deeds will soon come down to find you.”
“Heh, you taoist priests are hypocritical too, full of talk about benevolence and morality. If you were in my position, could you hold back from doing evil?” The Fox Goddess suddenly opened her eyes wide and glared at her fiercely.
Nan Yuanman pointed at herself: “Huh? Me?”
“I’m only five years old, I’m a child—I definitely couldn’t hold back.”
The Fox Goddess was choked: “…” Then why the hell are you talking!
The Fox Goddess trembled as she pointed at Nan Yuanman, so infuriated she spat out a mouthful of blood.
The next second, Nan Yuanman saw the blood she spat absorbed by the golden chains. The glow on the golden chains intensified, and the Fox Goddess’s body rapidly disintegrated, with white wish power being swiftly devoured by the golden chains like a whale swallowing.
Nan Yuanman: “!!!!”
