Under One Person, Golden Light Transforms into God

Although Hengyue doesn't need others' approval or disapproval, this shows just how high Hu Jiugu's status is.

Hengyue, however, still regarded her as the wild fox she once was.

At first, Hu Jiugu was somewhat surprised, but now she feels fortunate.

However, she also harbored a wish that was difficult for outsiders to know.

She is able to be where she is today because of Hengyue's guidance; her ancestors have helped her countless times.

Perhaps in Hengyue's eyes, those acts of help were nothing more than trivial matters, but for Hu Jiugu, they truly changed her life.

So now, at this very moment, Hu Jiugu could no longer bear it.

Her gaze was so sincere it could melt ice and snow: "Ancestor, are you troubled by something? Perhaps I can help you now."

Hengyue glanced at her: "Can you solve the problems of the Dharma-ending Age?"

Aunt Hu was stunned, then smiled wryly: "Our ancestor thinks too highly of me."

Zhang Huaidan chuckled: "You're asking too much of me."

He and Hengyue haven't even found the key to the problem, let alone solved it. Even ten Hu Jiugus couldn't do it!

Hengyue ignored him: "Xiao Jiu, you think you've become more powerful, but in my eyes, you're just an ant that's become stronger. What's the difference between becoming a strong ant and a strong ant? At least it's not to me. Put away your ridiculous thoughts."

Hu Jiugu's body swayed, and wisps of black mist emanated from the demonic energy that formed her form.

Hengyue waved her hand: "If it weren't for Zhang Huaidan, I wouldn't have wanted to come. It's so boring. Okay, that's all. We'll be leaving tomorrow."

Zhang Huaidan felt a chill run down his spine. How come he hadn't noticed before that this kid's mouth was as sharp as a knife!
Looking at Hu Jiugu again, her face was already filled with misery.

"It was Xiao Jiu who was presumptuous."

……

After finishing their meal, as night deepened, someone approached the door—or more accurately, a demon who had lost its physical body.

Zhang Huaidan opened the door first. Hu Jiugu was slightly taken aback, but quickly reacted and made a gesture of invitation.

Zhang Huaidan was puzzled. What could be going on in the middle of the night?

Could it be that if you can't persuade Hengyue, you have to try to convince him instead?

Upon arriving in the courtyard, the moonlight was dim.

After a moment's consideration, Hu Jiugu said softly, "Master Huaidan, I can see that the Ancestor trusts you very much."

Zhang Huaidan remained calm and composed.

Aunt Hu sighed softly, "That's wonderful."

Zhang Huaidan said softly, "Senior, please speak frankly. However, I have something to say first: Hengyue's decision to travel with me is her own. If she doesn't change her mind, I will not leave alone."

Hu Jiugu shook her head: "Master Huaidan has misunderstood."

"Oh?"

Hu Jiugu smiled, the wrinkles on her face smoothing out: "The ancestor has made a decision, how could I possibly change it? As for you, at such a young age you have already cultivated to become an incredible True Person, which is something I cannot change."

Zhang Huaidan was slightly surprised that Hu Jiugu had called him out so late at night.

What does it mean?
"I just have two things to say, and I hope Master Huaidan won't find me long-winded."

"All ears."

Hu Jiugu's gaze was deep and mysterious: "The True Person and the Ancestor have spent some time together, so they should be able to see that in some aspects, the Ancestor is actually very simple."

Zhang Huaidan thought to himself, "He's more than just naive, he's a total little devil."

“This simplicity is not naivety or lack of guile, but rather that the ancestor does not need those things. Her power is sufficient to support her simplicity, unlike ordinary demons who have no choice but to…” Hu Jiugu smiled to herself.

Once upon a time, she was just a wild fox circling around Hengyue, and she never thought about so many things.

However, things are not like that.

Even an ordinary fox, if it's not cunning, what if it falls into a hunter's trap?
What if we can't be a little cunning and get captured and eaten by a stronger creature?
Zhang Huaidan pondered for a moment: "She was born this way, but it's a bit too cold-hearted."

Hengyue was born holy, a pure nine-tailed fox, and with the protection of the Dragon Lord, her path to becoming a demon immortal was smooth sailing.

In the Dharma-ending Age, demons and immortals are rare, and there is little in the world that can threaten her. Naturally, she can speak and act without restraint and do as she pleases.

Hu Jiugu said softly, "Master Huaidan is wrong. Our ancestor is not heartless."

"Ok?"

Zhang Huaidan was puzzled.

Even someone like Guan Shihua, one of the Ten Elders, was bossed around by Hengyue without any sense of impropriety.

Hu Jiugu was even more humble to the core in front of her.

Hu Jiugu spoke up for Hengyue, even though Hengyue wasn't around right now.

But then Hu Jiugu sighed and said, "Our ancestor once said that once you cross that barrier, your kind will only have each other left."

Zhang Huaidan said thoughtfully, "She looks down on you."

Hu Jiugu continued to shake her head: "It's not a matter of whether we look down on them or not, but neither I nor Shihua are taken seriously by the Ancestor. I have received guidance from the Ancestor, so I am slightly special, but I am still far less important than Huai Dan Zhenren."

Zhang Huaidan frowned: "Really? I don't have that mindset."

Hu Jiugu gave him a complicated look: "Master Huaidan, you are still young!"

I dare not forget that at this very moment, the person beside me is a true person in his early twenties who defied the heavens and attained enlightenment in the Dharma-ending Age.

Even a demon immortal like our ancestor, who manifested his true demonic form, could not subdue him.

If it weren't for his overly amiable attitude, Hu Jiugu would have felt honored to be able to stand with him as a spirit.

Zhang Huaidan shook his head.

Hengyue didn't think there was anything wrong with it, nor did Guan Shihua and Hu Jiugu. His comment here seemed like he was meddling in other people's business.

Hu Jiugu said softly, "The Master will understand in the future."

Before Zhang Huaidan could speak, he smiled helplessly and said, "I've gone off on a tangent. I invited you out tonight for no other reason than to ask that you, Master Huaidan, take care of our ancestor in the future."

Zhang Huaidan's expression was enigmatic: "Hengyue has hands and feet and can take care of herself. We are fellow Daoists, nothing more. If there is anything you can't let go of, senior, I think it's better to say it to her face."

Hu Jiugu was slightly taken aback, not expecting Zhang Huaidan to say such a thing. She was filled with mixed feelings: "No wonder you are able to share the same ideals as our ancestor. In some ways, you are quite similar to our ancestor."

"Tonight, I was just being nosy. Please don't take it to heart, just consider it as talking in my sleep."

"If there's nothing else, then I'll take my leave."

Watching Zhang Huaidan's figure gradually disappear, Hu Jiugu sighed.

Today, much has changed, but much remains the same. In her heart, Hengyue is still a god-like figure.

It's like being in the Fox Fairy's Secret Realm.

She wouldn't even flinch if she were to die for Hengyue.

The world is so paradoxical; one can clearly disregard life and death, yet cannot walk alongside it. (End of Chapter)