Simultaneous travel: Starting from returning to the main god space.

Chapter 329 Is Fox Meat Tempting? (Seeking monthly votes! Seeking follow-up subscriptions!)
"Clang clang clang clang clang—!!!"

"Ouch, ouch, ouch—"

Along the road through the grotto forest, the sounds of metal clashing were incessant. Jin Dasheng, the mighty warrior with the white axe, seemed to have contracted mad cow disease, frantically swinging his Xuanhua axe and smashing it again and again against the gray-bronze chariot representing the wood element, causing it to retreat step by step and scream in agony.

Of course, it did consider resisting, opening its mouth wide several times as if to spit out scorching flames and turn Haofu Warrior into a whole roasted cow.

However, it was all in vain. Whenever this happened, Wu Xian, who was watching the show from afar, would lightly tap his finger.

The immobilization spell was activated instantly, forcibly interrupting the Gray Bronze Chariot's skill. While unable to move, it was then subjected to a barrage of attacks from the Hao Axe Warrior, causing its body to groan in agony from the unbearable strain.

"Rumble--"

Finally, after about five more minutes, accompanied by the angry and resentful roar of the gray bronze chariot, the huge chariot body shattered.

The shockwave from the explosion spread outwards, sending the still-wielding Hao Axe Warrior flying. He crashed into the nearby stone wall like a cannonball, leaving a crater shaped like a minotaur.

"Brother Niu is awesome! He took down a Five Elements Chariot so quickly. Congratulations! Coca-Cola."

"Cough cough cough cough!!"

After a long while, Hao Fu Lishi finally caught his breath and pried himself off the stone wall. When he saw Wu Xian walking over slowly like an old man taking a stroll in the park, he immediately rolled his eyes in annoyance.

"You monkey, you really have no manners at all! You said you wanted to save your energy to deal with Red Boy, but you really didn't help at all. I have to deal with all the demons and monsters. Are you the chosen one or am I the chosen one?!"

"Haha! If Brother Niu wants it, why not give you the title of the Chosen One?"

Wu Xian smiled knowingly, not caring at all.

He's already at the level cap, so killing more monsters won't improve his rank at all. Naturally, he'll slack off whenever possible. Now that he's managed to find a strong guy to help him farm, he's going to use him to the fullest.

Thinking this, Wu Xian walked to Hao Fuli Shi's side and patted him on the shoulder.

The red and blue light instantly swept over Hao Fushi's entire body. It was Wu Xian who used the Dual Hands to heal the injuries he had just suffered from the impact, and at the same time, he helped replenish his physical strength and mana, allowing him to return to his peak condition.

Hao Fulishi shuddered, letting out a soft, comfortable groan. His gaze towards Wu Xian changed slightly as he asked curiously.

"What kind of magic is this? It's so amazing, it feels almost as good as Lao Tzu's elixir."

"Do you want to learn? I'll teach you."

Wu Xian smiled slightly, then his expression suddenly shifted as he looked at the fleeting firelight on the horizon, and the corners of his mouth gradually turned upwards.

"finally coming?"

"What's coming?"

Seeing the eerie smile on Wu Xian's face, Hao Fu Lishi couldn't help but shudder, feeling that this monkey was about to start doing something naughty again.

"It's nothing, let's keep moving forward. If I'm not mistaken, there's going to be a good show to watch!"

After saying that, Wu Xian ignored the bewildered Hao Fu Li Shi, picked up his stick, and strode towards the road ahead.

After walking for about fifteen minutes, they encountered many more ghostly soldiers who tried to ambush them, but as before, they were all easily wiped out by the Hao Axe Warrior, as if they were in an empty field. Incidentally, before destroying the gray bronze chariot, Wu Xian and the Hao Axe Warrior also encountered a mini-boss, which turned out to be the stone monster known as the Stone Father in the Shadow God Diagram.

The other party, the Stone Mother of Huangfeng Ridge, and the Stone Child of Huaguo Mountain are a family of three. They should have lived peacefully in Huangfeng Ridge, but the Stone Father traveled thousands of miles to Flaming Mountain to save a human girl, hoping that Princess Iron Fan could bring her back to life.

However, the girl's soul had already dissipated by then, so how could Princess Iron Fan save her? She could only sigh and refuse Stone Father's request.

Who knew that the stone father was also stubborn, and from then on he stayed on the Flaming Mountain, refusing to leave no matter what, even when the girl's body turned into withered bones, he guarded there day and night.

The story sounds very touching at first glance, but when combined with the image of the god of shadows and the experiences of the stone mother and the stone child, the image of the stone father suddenly becomes so despicable that it is hard to look at him directly.

It's not that Shi's father had any special feelings for that human girl, but it just seemed a bit strange that he would put his wife and son aside for a girl who was not related to him and was even of a different race.

Wu Xian was too lazy to deal with the stubborn stone spirit. He simply had Hao Fulishi defeat the stone father, then used Shuangquan Shou to twist his memory and will, making him forget the human girl. He then changed course to Huaguo Mountain, brought his lost and foolish son back to Huangfeng Ridge, and reunited him with the stone mother and her family.

Yes, Wu Xian didn't kill either Stone Father or Stone Mother. After all, reality isn't a game, and he wasn't very interested in completing all the achievements. So, he didn't kill every demon he saw on his way from Black Wind Mountain, and Stone Mother was one of them.

"Speaking of which, that stone spirit looks rather simple-minded. Could it be that he, like his foolish son, has also gone astray?"

Thinking this to himself, Wu Xian's ears twitched as he heard faint calls coming from ahead.

"Help! Please help me..."

"Hey! It sounds like someone is calling for help, and that voice sounds so familiar!"

Hao Fulishi also heard it, and his expression showed slight hesitation.

"Who cares who it is? We'll find out when we get there."

Wu Xian said calmly, raised his hand and placed it on the shoulder of the Haofu Warrior, directly using the Shrinking Earth to an Inch technique.

The next second, the two appeared in a deserted valley and immediately saw the source of the calling voice.

In the empty valley, there was an old tree, twisted and gnarled like a ghost. On the branch of one of the crooked trees, a rope was tied, and hanging from the rope was a small yellow fox.

The little fox was in a miserable state, hanging upside down in mid-air, with a raging fire burning beneath it, smoke and heat rising all at once. The little fox was like a piece of cured meat, being smoked while hanging there.

The little fox, which was hanging there, was not still. It kept twisting its body and swinging from side to side, while shouting for help.

Soon, she noticed Wu Xian and the other person's appearance. When she saw Hao Fulishi, she seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then quickly shouted, "Help! Little Master! Uncle Xianfeng! Come and help!"

"Humans? Where did these people come from? All I see is a little fox about to be roasted."

Wu Xian deliberately made a joke, then looked at Hao Fulishi and asked, "By the way, Brother Niu, have you ever eaten fox spirits before? I heard their flesh has a pungent smell. I wonder if it's true or not. Why don't we give it a try?"

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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