Chapter 100

Chapter 100: Did the Fox Demon Force It?

Underground Black Wind City, it was like a hidden paradise.

Everyone from the True Yang Sword Sect had been captured underground.

Except for Xiao Yang, all the disciples who came down the mountain this time were wiped out.

Even the Law Enforcement Elder, Lei Lie, wasn’t spared.

Xiao Yang had no choice but to take action.

After all, he was still the Senior Brother of the Qingyang Sword Sect.

And without Lei Renjie and the others, how could he participate in the Hundred-Year Grand Competition?

On his own, no matter how high his cultivation or how strong his combat power, he couldn’t hope to secure first place.

Because the Hundred-Year Grand Competition was no simple arena match.

It was an unimaginable trial.

Just as Xiao Yang entered this eerie and terrifying underground, he immediately became the target.

“Whoosh!”

A white thread shot out from a passage on the left, wrapping around his waist and violently pulling him toward the left passage.

At that moment, a pink mist filled every corner of the underground space.

Xiao Yang inhaled a whiff of the mist and his senses became muddled.

He was yanked off his feet and flew down the left passage.

“Old geezer, leave him behind!”

A cold yet alluring voice echoed.

The next moment, a figure lunged out from the right passage, grabbing Xiao Yang’s left leg and—whoosh—a glint flashed, severing the white thread that bound him.

“What the hell!”

The ancient voice from the left roared in fury.

Then, a figure emerged from the left passage.

An old woman dressed in black.

Meanwhile, from the right passage came a breathtakingly seductive woman draped in sheer fabric.

The faint fragrance emanating from her made Xiao Yang even more dazed.

“You vixen, give him back to me.”

The old woman declared, directly launching an attack.

Threads of white silk shot out from behind her, snaking toward Xiao Yang and the alluring woman.

“Ha ha, no way!”

The woman laughed heartily, clutching Xiao Yang as they dashed into the right passage at breakneck speed.

The old woman’s white threads didn’t even graze their clothes.

“Damn it!”

The old woman fumed, but she didn’t pursue them.

At that moment, another figure descended from above.

A middle-aged man wielding a Demon Blade, surrounded by swirling Demon Qi, with a pale face and no beard.

“This one’s not bad; it’s mine now!”

The old woman beamed with joy at the sight, and the next moment, countless white threads shot out from her, aiming to ensnare the middle-aged man.

With a swing of his right hand, the incoming threads were instantly severed into countless pieces.

“What…?”

The old woman gasped in shock.

The middle-aged man reached out with his right hand and grasped the air toward her.

The old woman felt a tightness as if an invisible hand had suddenly grabbed her.

Before she could react, she was yanked toward the middle-aged man.

The old woman was utterly terrified.

She never dreamed he would be so powerful.

The middle-aged man grabbed her by the throat, lifting her off the ground.

“A mere spider demon dares to be presumptuous in my presence?”

He said coldly.

“Spare… spare me…”

The old woman exclaimed, panicked.

“Hmph!”

He coldly snorted and tossed her away.

*Crash!*

The old woman slammed against the stone wall and tumbled to the ground.

The middle-aged man didn’t even glance at her and strode into the passage behind the bronze door.

“You can’t go in there; that’s the master’s forbidden zone…”

The old woman struggled to get up.

“In this world, there’s no place I, Li Kuang, cannot go.”

The middle-aged man declared with a voice full of boundless authority.

“Knife Demon Li Kuang?”

The old woman was alarmed.

Meanwhile, Xiao Yang’s mind swirled; he felt as if he was awakening from a dream, as if he was back on top of Qingyang Mountain, facing Qin Fei in their ultimate battle from his previous life.

The last battle from his previous life was replaying again.

“Senior Brother, you can’t kill Junior Brother…”

Just as he was about to strike down Qin Fei with his sword, a figure dashed in front of him, shielding Qin Fei.

“Junior Sister, you…”

Xiao Yang stared in disbelief at Jiang Ting.

Behind Jiang Ting, Qin Fei looked smug as he faced Xiao Yang.

“Xiao Yang, your beloved junior sister chose me. You’ll always be the loser!”

Qin Fei laughed arrogantly.

In the next moment, he pierced Qin Fei’s heart with a sword.

“No…”

Xiao Yang jolted awake, realizing how powerful the opponent’s illusion technique was, stirring up the most unwilling memory from his past.

“What’s going on?”

Xiao Yang was stunned by the scene before him.

He found himself wearing a scarlet bridal gown, sitting at a table, toasting with an enchanting woman.

Xiao Yang sprang to his feet.

“Darling, what’s wrong with you?”

The beautiful woman in the wedding gown exclaimed.

“What kind of demon are you to mock me like this?”

Xiao Yang glared at the woman.

“Oh, I didn’t expect you to wake up so soon.”

The woman seemed surprised.

“You’re a demon?”

Xiao Yang sensed the faint demon energy enveloping her.

“And a fox demon that bewilders the heart.”

He recalled those three little fox demons who attempted to confuse him.

But this woman was nothing compared to them.

“Darling, come with me to the clouds and rain, then stay here. How about being my Hu Xian’er’s husband?”

The woman smiled alluringly, every gesture and expression dripping with temptation.

Especially her mesmerizing eyes, they were soul-stealing.

Just one glance, and Xiao Yang felt like he was falling into an endless black hole.

He was horrified.

He was different from ordinary people.

He was reborn, carrying a thousand years of experience and wisdom.

What hasn’t he seen in the grand scheme of things?

Yet, he nearly fell into the trap of this fox demon.

“Hmph, trying to absorb my yang energy to boost your cultivation?”

Xiao Yang replied coldly; he was still a virgin and possessed the True Sun Holy Body—his yang energy was pure to the extreme.

This fox demon actually wanted to break his virginity and steal his yang energy?

“You’re my husband; isn’t it only right that you help me boost my powers?”

Hu Xian’er said with a seductive smile.

Xiao Yang had stumbled into her trap before by accident.

But now, he had regained clarity, his mind firm—he would no longer be tempted by her.

“Die!”

Xiao Yang was ready to attack, but he was shocked to find he couldn’t channel a single ounce of energy.

“Darling, you’re still a bit too naïve; did you really think I’d be unprepared?”

Hu Xian’er chuckled.

When she smiled, it was as if a hundred flowers bloomed, incredibly gorgeous.

What a stunning beauty!

Even Xiao Yang felt captivated at that moment.

She slowly stood up, pushing Xiao Yang back toward the bed.

“Aren’t there four great happinesses in life for humans? Long drought meets sweet rain, encountering an old friend in a foreign land, wedding night, and achieving top marks? I’m now in dire need of sweet rain, and I need you to consummate this marriage.”

Hu Xian’er said, nudging Xiao Yang again.

Xiao Yang found his muscles weakened, completely powerless, and he fell onto the bed.

“You fox demon, how dare you bully me like this?”

Xiao Yang was shocked and furious.

“Regardless, I’m claiming your virgin body tonight. With your yang energy, I’ll greatly enhance my power and surpass that old spider demon.”

“A night of spring is worth a thousand pieces of gold. Come on, darling, ha ha…”

Hu Xian’er laughed, leaping toward Xiao Yang on the bed.

Xiao Yang, overwhelmed by shock, anger, and urgency.

Was he really about to be forcibly taken by this fox demon tonight?

“Not like this!”