The little white fox nodded: "He is probably the devil, but..."
"But what?" Ye Qiu asked.
The little white fox said: "As far as I know, the last demon lord of the demon clan died tens of thousands of years ago. Since then, the position of demon lord has been vacant."
Having said this, the little white fox looked at Huzi and said: "This kid is the young master of the demon clan. He has also obtained the first level of training techniques in the "Chen Demon Canon". He may become a demon master in the future."
"Boy, I'm optimistic about you."
"Come on!"
The little white fox's voice changed: "By the way, Ye Changsheng, why does that demon senior only have one broken arm?"
Ye Qiu replied: "I heard from Lao Jiu himself that the powerful men from the top sects in the world of cultivation joined forces to deal with him. Because he was immortal, they cut him into pieces and suppressed him."
"I promised Lao Jiu that I would find him a full body."
"It stands to reason that the story of Lao Jiu's dismemberment should be widely spread in the world of cultivation. Have you heard of it, little fox?"
The little white fox shook his head: "I've never heard of it."
"If the powerful men in the cultivation world join forces to cut the corpses of the demon seniors, an unprecedented war will inevitably break out between them. Many people must know about this, but I have never heard of it at all."
Ye Qiu felt a little surprised and asked: "Is it because it was too long ago that you didn't hear about it?"
"Impossible." The little white fox said: "The ancient books of our demon clan have recorded major events that have happened in the world of cultivation for millions of years, and there are also many secrets. Things like this will definitely be recorded."
"I have read all the ancient books of the Demon Clan, and I am sure that those ancient books do not record anything about this Demon Clan senior."
"Ye Changsheng, I have two guesses."
"First, this incident never happened at all. The demon senior lied to you."
"Second, this matter is of great importance, and the powerful people involved are far beyond our knowledge, so there is no record."
Ye Qiu said: "I don't think Lao Jiu lied to me, and there is no need to lie to me."
The little white fox said: "That's the second guess."
"It's just that even what happened to the powerful emperor is recorded in the ancient books of our demon clan."
"In other words, even if the demon senior was a powerful emperor during his lifetime, our demon clan should have recorded his affairs, but we have not."
Ye Qiu had a sudden thought: "Could it be that Lao Jiu was stronger than the Great Emperor during his lifetime?"
"How is that possible!" said the little white fox: "The strongest person in the world of cultivation is the Great Emperor."
"Every powerful emperor is a person of amazing talent and beauty. They combine great luck, great perseverance, and great cultivation."
"No matter how many years go by, mentioning their names will always make people awe-inspiring."
"Ye Changsheng, I have another guess."
The little white fox said: "This demon senior's memory is incomplete. Perhaps his memory is biased."
Ye Qiu was stunned, this was really possible.
Otherwise, according to what Lao Jiu said, the top experts in the world of cultivation teamed up to cut him into pieces and suppress him, then this incident would definitely cause a sensation in the entire world of cultivation. No matter how many years ago, there would be written records and some people would know about it.
However, I have never heard of Little White Fox. It is possible that there is something wrong with Lao Jiu's memory.
"When I help Lao Jiu find a full body and his memory recovers, the truth about this matter will be revealed."
Ye Qiu thought of this and said seriously: "Maybe there is another possibility."
"What?" asked the little white fox.
Ye Qiu said: "Maybe you have too little experience and are ignorant, so you don't know about this matter."
"Ye Changsheng, do you dare to doubt this... Hu, hum, you are so angry with me." The little white fox said angrily: "I heard about it before, I have read all the ancient books of the demon clan, and there is no record of this matter.
"
Ye Qiu asked: "Tell me, how many ancient books does the Demon Clan have in total?"
The little white fox replied without thinking: "Eleven million copies."
Ye Qiu asked again: "How long did it take you to read those ancient books?"
"A thousand years." The little white fox blurted out.
Ye Qiu smiled.
"Why are you laughing?" The little white fox was very dissatisfied.
Ye Qiu said: "Let's not talk about whether you have really read the eleven million ancient books of the demon clan. Even if you have really read them, it means that you are at least a thousand years old."
"Even if it's a pig, after practicing for thousands of years, it's more than your level of cultivation, right?"
"Are you less talented than a pig?"
Ye Changsheng, you actually think that the master of this country is inferior to a pig, just wait for me.
"Huh, it's up to you whether you believe it or not." The little white fox snorted coldly and stopped talking.
Ye Qiu was too lazy to pay attention and said to Huzi: "Don't keep the old guys waiting for too long. Let's go back!"
"Okay." Huzi nodded in agreement.
Soon, they returned to their original place.
Before Master Changmei could ask what they were doing, Huzi said, "Master, it's time for me to go back."
"You want to go back to the Demon Clan?" Master Changmei said: "Huzi, we finally met each other and we have to leave again, you are not interesting enough!"
Huzi said: "When I came here, the elders told me to go back as soon as I found an opportunity and not to stay in the Immortal Mountain."
"Although I have only known them for a short time, they treat me well."
"I have to listen to their advice."
Master Changmei was a little unhappy and said: "Are you ready to abandon us for the sake of those demons? Are you still your master, little brat? Are you still your master, Pindao?"
Damn it, this old guy has not forgotten to take advantage of you at this time.
Ye Qiu glared at Master Changmei and said, "Huzi, in this case, you should go back to the Demon Clan first."
Master Changmei said in surprise: "Little bastard, how come you..."
Ye Qiu said: "I am doing this for Hu Zi's good. He is a member of the demon clan. It is safer to stay with the demon clan than with me."
Changmei suddenly realized.
Human monks have been hating demons for more than a day or two. If they see a tiger, they will definitely hunt him down.
Also, Ye Qiu has killed so many geniuses, and there are enemies everywhere. Hu Zi will be killed if he follows him.
Returning to the Demon Clan is indeed the best choice.
"Huzi, you go back first. If you have a chance, I and the old guy will go to the demon clan to find you." Ye Qiu said.
Hu Zi nodded, then knelt down and kowtowed to Ye Qiu and Yun Xi, saying with a look of reluctance: "Master, take care! Master, take care!"
Yun Xi reminded: "Huzi, there are many human monks outside the Immortal Mountain. You will be chased by them if you go out. You have to be careful."
"Thank you, Mistress, for reminding me. I can return to the Demon Clan without leaving the mountain." After Huzi finished speaking, he jumped up and landed on the Fire Lion's back, then took out a dark jade slip and held it in his hand.
"Master, Mistress, old man, I'm leaving."
"You must go to the demon clan to find me."
"I will always be there waiting for you."
After Huzi finished speaking, he crushed the jade slip in his hand. In an instant, a rich demonic aura enveloped him.
The next second, Huzi disappeared out of thin air.
