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The nine-tailed fox giggled from within the wicked wind, “Is that all a God Pangu’s disciple can do?” She never believed Li Mo from the start.
The nine-tailed fox may be a demon, but not an ignorant one. She had always revered the ancient gods.
“Blood Boil Sacred Strike!”
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Li Mo used Yin Yang Array’s yang qi to launch his strongest move, Blood Boil Sacred Strike!
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He used all his blood essence to unleash an attack of both soul and physical in nature and of immense power.
It scattered the nine-tailed fox’s wicked wind and threw her two meters back.
The nine-tailed fox was shocked.
Li Mo’s attack exceeded her expectations.
Li Mo looked haggard. The Blood Boil Technique forcefully turned vitality into spiritual qi. While the Blood Boil Sacred Strike used a body’s blood essence. It was akin to using Blood Boil Technique a dozen times in one go.
As he was now, Li Mo could use this strike only once.
“How pitiful. Your yang qi dropped by half. It pains me to see you suffering so.”
Li Mo took a deep breath and gathered the yang qi from the array.
“How many times can you use that attack in your condition? Once more, perhaps? Dear brother, your attack is strong, but it can’t hurt me.”
“You will know soon enough.”
The nine-tailed fox faltered for a moment then the black wicked wind rose again around herself.
“Blood Boil’s second strike!” Li Mo punched.
“He-he-he, dear brother. If it didn’t work once, it will never work again. Just stand down and let me take good care of you!”
Li Mo punched.
As he punched, a thin blood-colored wall appeared around the nine-tailed fox. The wicked wind blew up and the nine-tailed fox was trapped, unable to move.
Thump!
Li Mo’s strike then threw her tens of meters. She wiped the blood from her mouth but was shaking as she got to her feet.
Hitting her with the Blood Boil Sacred Strike again, it would trigger the user’s blood essence from the previous strike into chaining the opponent. Subsequent use of the Blood Boil Sacred Strike would require more and more blood essence, but it would also display increased power.
The Sanguine race’s sovereign once said that if she struck 20 times with it, she could wipe out all life in the universe. A pity this was only in theory as even the Sanguine race reached its limit around the sixth strike.
“What to try my third punch? My blows will only get stronger. This time you lived, but who is to say about the next time?”
Li Mo was ashen, but his lofty demeanor never faltered. The nine-tailed fox watched him from afar in fear.
“Spear me, deity. I don’t want to die at your small fists.”
The nine-tailed fox prostrated at his feet.
A wise man would submit to circumstances. The Nine-tailed fox never heard of this saying but knew to use its practice.
To sum it up, the Investiture of the Gods had too many godlike beings, natural saints, overpowered saints, and supreme gold immortals. They were everywhere in that book. How could a frail nine-tailed fox be arrogant in such a place?
Surviving in such an environment one had to be pragmatic, lest she would’ve ended up dead in the mud somewhere.
Seeing the nine-tailed fox kowtowing in defeat, Li Mo sighed. He didn’t have it in him for a third strike. He would’ve lost if the nine-tailed fox attacked again.
The nine-tailed fox spat her demon core, then brought them to Li Mo with a lowered head.
It was an act of sincerity.
Since time immemorial, demons were simple.
Li Mo was moved as he took the core. The nine-tailed fox returned to kneeling and lowering her head, waiting for her punishment.
The nine-tailed fox’s demon core was white and no bigger than a duck’s egg. An intoxicating aroma wafted from it that stirred the soul.
The demon core contained a demon’s entire cultivation. If Li Mo took all of it, the nine-tailed fox would return to her normal form.
Li Mo cut a part of it, 20%. He held true to his promise, taking only what he said.
“I thank deity for sparring me.” The nine-tailed fox was wholly grateful.
‘The demons of the Investiture of the Gods’ age had it rough.’
Li Mo secretly sighed. She wasn’t on par with even a third rate expert in that world. But once she escaped to a certain island, she would become the first great demon of antiquity.
Li Mo put the rest of nine-tailed fox’s demon core in his Star Ring while eating the part he cut. He sat down to refine it.
The nine-tailed fox still kneeled, unmoving. Without her demon core, she had no demon qi, and found it hard to even keep this form.
Li Mo exuded a blue light over the next half a day.
Body Tempering Stage was finally perfected.
Li Mo flashed his eyes open. From this point on, he had officially entered the Spirit Stage(Spirit Driving Stage).
Li Mo returned the rest of the demon core to the nine-tailed fox.
“Thank you, deity!” The nine-tailed fox swallowed the demon core and expressed her gratitude.
“Don’t leave, deity. Please let this little demon keep you company!”
Li Mo just stood up and the nine-tailed fox threw herself at his leg. She tilted her breathtaking face and watched him with doe eyes.
After refining nine-tailed fox’s demon core, Li Mo needn’t use Serenity Talisman to resist her wiles. Despite that, her disposition towards charming came naturally. Seeing the nine-tailed fox’s mesmerizing and impossibly beautiful visage, Li Mo suddenly felt he couldn’t turn her down.
“I won’t lie to deity. My two sisters and I have been trapped here for millennia. Second and third sister has long sunk into a deep slumber. All that is left is my weary old self to endure the loneliness. I beg deity to save this wretched and frail demon!”
“A-alright.” Li Mo really couldn’t refuse.
“Thank you, deity.” The nine-tailed fox brightened.
“Where are your sisters? Take me to them.”
“Please follow me, deity!”
Li Mo walked out of the Yin Yang Array. He was now in the Spirit Stage and could fight the nine-tailed fox off without having to rely on it.
Deep in the Yellow Emperor’s tomb, Li Mo saw the bewitched soldier. He sported a goony look, was naked, and doing something to the air that was better left unsaid.
“Gorgeous, you’re so hot
” The soldier was lost in his fantasy, ignoring the nine-tailed fox and Li Mo passing by while doing what he knew best.
A meter away from the soldier laid a jade pipa and a bird egg. Li Mo noticed how the soldier’s yang qi was slowly drifting into them.