The Love of Mingya in the Fox Spirit

Moreover, during the refining process, Zhuge Ming constantly poured his own galaxy into it, using the fan surface as a support and the fan ribs as pillars to create many array spaces. Therefore, the folding fan with the Bitter Love Tree as its fan ribs has a very good array storage capacity. According to Zhuge Ming's estimate, he can store at least a hundred primary arrays in the folding fan, of course, this is under the premise that Zhuge Ming did not compress it.

"My name is Zhuge Ming. I have a vast knowledge of landscapes and a universe within me. Hehe, I'll call you the 'Landscape and Universe Fan' then. Please give me your guidance in the future."

The silver light on the surface of the Qiankun Fan (for convenience, the Qiankun Fan will be referred to as the Qiankun Fan from now on) flickered, as if responding to Zhuge Ming.

Zhuge Ming then put away the Qiankun Fan, went straight to his bed, and fell asleep immediately. After all, refining magical artifacts for two consecutive days without sleep was too exhausting.

......

"boom!!!"

The following day at noon, Zhuge Ming was suddenly awakened by a loud noise.

"What's going on? The sound seems to be coming from the outer city. No, I have to go check it out." Zhuge Ming quickly got out of bed and sped off towards the outer city on his Qiankun Fan.

After all, Zhuge Ming felt somewhat embarrassed about always eating and staying in Tushan for free. Although he had saved the second leader of Tushan, as a contemporary college student who had studied new ideas and wanted to be a modern youth, Zhuge Ming still felt that he should do something to repay these debts.

Because sometimes, when you owe someone a lot, it's not so easy to pay it back.

On the river outside the walls of Tushan City, rows of boats floated neatly on the surface, the water gently lapping against their bottoms, everything as quiet as ever. But atop the boats, a white-haired middle-aged man standing on a gourd led a group of people dressed in the standard robes of the Dao Alliance. Their gazes were fixed on Tushan Honghong on the city wall, their expressions serious, the atmosphere tense and menacing.

"As expected of Donghu Tushan Honghong, she actually managed to catch my Nine Heavens Universal Transformation Divine Thunder with her bare hands. No wonder my elder brother has always been reluctant to make a move against your Tushan." The white-haired middle-aged man exclaimed in admiration.

"What brings the Vice Alliance Leader of the One Qi Alliance to my Tu Shan in person? If you're here as a guest, Tu Shan will gladly welcome you. But if you're here to fight, get up here right now. Same rules as always: the loser gets the hell out of here." Tu Shan Hong Hong ignored the white-haired youth's flattery and glared at him with displeasure. Well, he was still as domineering as ever.

At this moment, Zhuge Ming, riding on the Qiankun Fan, quietly arrived at the city wall, hiding in the shadows and secretly observing the white-haired middle-aged man in the air. He saw that the man had exquisite features, and his fair skin was like ancient jade, flawless, pale, slightly translucent, and possessing a cool touch. But what was most astonishing was the eye in the center of his forehead, resembling the mythical Erlang Shen Yang Jian, radiating a unique and eerie aura.

"This, isn't this Yang Yitan, the Three Consciousnesses God? What's going on? Since Dongfang Yuechu has already descended into the world, then the Masked Gang should have been wiped out ten years ago."

Zhuge Ming was greatly shocked. The development of events had exceeded his understanding. As someone who had watched the anime, he had some knowledge of how things were going, which gave him a sense of security. However, Yang Yitan's appearance completely shattered that sense of security. The future was no longer unknown and was instead filled with mystery.

Just as Zhuge Ming was still shocked by Yang Yitan's appearance, Yang Yitan in the air laughed and said evasively, "The chief is joking. Everyone knows that Miss Tushan Honghong's Insulating Claw is the best in the world. It can break all spells with one skill. How dare I presume to offend her? I am just here on the orders of the alliance leader to ask the chief for someone."

"Oh? Who?"

"The last surviving member of the Dongfang family—Dongfang Yuechu!"

Zhuge Ming was even more puzzled upon hearing this. Since Yang Yitan was not dead, it meant that the fate of the Masked Gang had changed compared to the ending in the anime in his previous life. So why didn't they take Dongfang Qinlan away back then, and instead let Dongfang Yuechu's whole family be killed like in the anime? What exactly are they planning to do now by taking Dongfang Yuechu away?

"Tushan is under my protection, understand? Don't even mention a single person, not even a blade of grass or a tree here. As long as they are within my Tushan territory, they must abide by my rules. Want to take Dongfang Yuechu away? Fine, wait until he steps out of Tushan, then it's your turn. But for now, you'd better wait outside like those three guys down there." Tushan Honghong smiled contemptuously, pointing with her finger at the Tiger Crane Twin Immortals and Jade-Faced Wind Lord, who were still crouching in the tent below the city wall, waiting for Dongfang Yuechu.

"Sister is so amazing, I admire sister the most." Behind her, Tu Shan Ya Ya saw Tu Shan Hong Hong's domineering response and her sister-complex attribute exploded. She looked at Tu Shan Hong Hong with shining eyes and shouted to cheer for Tu Shan Hong Hong.

"Oh? The three of them?" Yang Yitan wasn't angry when he heard Tu Shan Honghong's words. Instead, he turned his gaze to the three people under the tent on the shore below. His gloomy expression grew stronger. Then, he suddenly sprang into action, forming a hand seal, and summoned the Nine Heavens Universal Transformation Divine Thunder to strike down on the three people below. In an instant, lightning flashed and thunder roared in the sky.

"Boom!" The divine lightning struck with incredible speed, arriving before the three could even react. It struck them hard, creating a large crater beneath their feet. The three didn't even have time to scream before being reduced to ashes by the divine lightning.

After dealing with the three people, Yang Yitan did not remove the thunderclouds in the sky. He opened the third eye on his forehead and calmly looked at Tu Shan Honghong on the city wall.

"Since Lady Tushan Honghong is unwilling to hand over the person, then let's settle this with our skills!"

Without saying a word, Tu Shan Honghong clenched her fists, pushed off with her feet, and slammed herself towards Yang Yitan like a cannonball.

Battle is imminent!

Chapter Sixteen: The Battle of the Moat (1)

Yang Yitan remained completely calm despite watching Tu Shan Honghong rushing towards him. He changed his hand seals, summoning a bolt of divine lightning to strike Tu Shan Honghong.

Tu Shan Honghong continued her momentum, reaching forward with her left hand and actually catching the oncoming divine lightning! Then, with a forceful squeeze, the divine lightning shattered in her palm.

"What an insulated claw! It can even materialize my invisible divine lightning and grab it. No wonder you are a demon emperor." Yang Yitan stared intently at Tu Shan Honghong with his Heavenly Eye on his forehead, trying to find some flaws in her. At the same time, he reached for his waist, took out the sword, and charged towards Tu Shan Honghong.

"clang."

Tu Shan Honghong gripped the sword with her left hand and slammed her right fist into Yang Yitan's face.

Yang Yitan quickly dodged to the side, and the sword burst forth with magic power to shake off Tu Shan Honghong's hand. He then withdrew, raised his sword high, and condensed a yellow crescent-shaped sword aura, which he fiercely slashed at Tu Shan Honghong.

"Is this the Royal Sword Technique? I've heard that Yang Yitan, the Three Senses Divine Lord and vice leader of the One Qi Alliance, comes from the famous Heavenly Eye Yang family. He has divine eyes that allow him to perceive the flow of an enemy's qi and anticipate their moves. Moreover, he is exceptionally gifted, having mastered the strengths of several schools of martial arts through observation alone. It seems the rumors are true; this person is quite difficult to deal with."

On the city wall, Tu Shan Rongrong squinted, quietly watching the battle in the sky.

"My sister is the most powerful. That white-haired Taoist priest on the other side is definitely no match for her." Tu Shan Ya Ya dismissed Tu Shan Rong Rong's words with disdain, because in her eyes, her sister was the best in the world, and everyone else was trash.

Tu Shan Honghong did not hesitate at all because the opponent was using the Royal Sword Technique. Or rather, she had absolute confidence in her Insulating Claw. She stretched out her hands to block Yang Yitan's sword energy, and then tore it to shreds. Without pausing, she stepped on the air with her left foot and continued to rush towards Yang Yitan.

"Unfortunately, he wasn't a master swordsman who specialized in swordsmanship. He only had the King's Sword Technique but not the sword heart. He only had the form but not the meaning. It would be fine if he encountered ordinary demons, but unfortunately, he encountered my sister." Tu Shan Rongrong felt sorry for Yang Yitan when she saw his sword energy being torn to shreds.

Yang Yitan frowned when he saw his sword energy being easily shattered.

"I never expected that Tu Shan Honghong's Insulating Claw would be so troublesome. It's practically the nemesis of all magical treasures and supernatural powers. It seems that only my elder brother's King's Sword can threaten her."

Seeing Tu Shan Honghong rushing up again, Yang Yitan had no other choice but to rely on his Heavenly Eye to predict Tu Shan Honghong's movements and barely manage to deal with her.

The two fought from the sky to the water. Yang Yitan could not pose any threat to Tu Shan Honghong, but Tu Shan Honghong also had no way to deal with Yang Yitan for the time being, and the two remained deadlocked.

However, demons are good at strength. As a fox demon, Tu Shan Hong Hong's physical strength is naturally much better than Yang Yi Tan's, who is human. So she can hold out. Once Yang Yi Tan runs out of strength and becomes sluggish, Tu Shan Hong Hong can defeat him as long as there is a weakness.

Tu Shan Honghong was also very uncomfortable with Yang Yitan's slippery fighting style. His Heavenly Eye was too abnormal, able to predict her movements and dodge accordingly. This made Tu Shan Honghong's anger grow stronger and stronger. She decided that even if she didn't kill him later, she would give him a memorable "lesson".

Seeing their deputy leader gradually losing momentum, the members of the Dao Alliance behind them couldn't hold back any longer. They stepped onto their flying swords and wanted to go forward to help Yang Yitan. Suddenly, a purple-haired little fox demon carrying a huge wine gourd blocked their way.

"You stinking eggplants and rotten watermelons, you think you can bother my sister's battle? Get past this old lady first!" Tu Shan Ya Ya pointed at herself with her thumb, arrogantly blocking their way.

"Such a young age and such a big mouth! You think you can stop us all by yourself? I think you're asking for death." The middle-aged Taoist priest in the lead was furious when he saw Tu Shan Ya Ya dare to block his way alone, so he swung his sword at her.

Tu Shan Ya Ya lightly shifted her feet and lowered her head, dodging the Taoist's attack with a slight movement. Then, taking advantage of the moment when the middle-aged Taoist had not yet withdrawn his old strength and released his new strength, she gathered her demonic energy into her fist and slammed it hard into the middle-aged Taoist's stomach.

"This is my sister's exorcism technique!"

The middle-aged Taoist's eyes bulged out instantly, several of his ribs broke, and his body flew backward, skipping across the river several times before crashing heavily into a tree on the bank, breaking the poor little tree in the process.

Seeing the middle-aged Taoist priest being dealt with by Tu Shan Ya Ya in the blink of an eye, the other members of the Dao Alliance were also furious. They chanted incantations and urged the swords under their feet to slash at Tu Shan Ya Ya. In an instant, colorful swords filled the sky above Tu Shan Ya Ya's head, all pointing at her and emitting a chilling aura.

"Endless Wine Pot, fill it up!" Tu Shan Ya Ya took the wine pot off her back, raised it above her head with one hand, tilted her head back, and gulped down the wine.

Although Ya Ya seems a bit silly, and because she admires her older sister, she often imitates Tu Shan Hong Hong's fighting style in battle, she is actually good at ice magic and has quite a bit of talent for it. Moreover, she uses her fists to catch swords, and she hasn't even practiced her sister's Insulating Claw technique. How stupid would she be to use her fists to catch a sword?

"Hiccup." Tu Shan Ya Ya hiccuped, two tails appeared behind her, her demonic power soared, a chill permeated the air around her, and the moat below began to slowly freeze.

This time she didn't drink too much, only opening two tails. Tu Shan Ya Ya still couldn't forget the scene of getting drunk last time because she had drunk too much. She couldn't fully control nine tails yet, so opening two was enough.

"Demon, prepare to die!" The members of the Dao Alliance shouted in unison, and the sword above Tu Shan Ya Ya's head slashed down.

Tu Shan Ya Ya smiled domineeringly, holding a wine pot in her left hand and pointing her right hand at the flying swords that were rushing towards her, shouting: "Get down here, you old lady!"

With Tu Shan Ya Ya's domineering words, a blue aura emanated from her and spread outwards. The moat beneath her feet instantly froze, and the flying swords in the sky were also frozen.

Because the flying sword was frozen, the members of the Dao Alliance lost contact with it. Without the support of magic power, the flying sword fell downwards like dumplings being dropped into a pot, crashing onto the ice with a pleasant sound.

"Sister's cold energy magic has become even more powerful." Tu Shan Rongrong looked at Tu Shan Ya Ya below, who was displaying great power, and the corners of her mouth turned up slightly.

"Hmph! Is this all you've got?" Tu Shan Ya Ya looked at the Dao Alliance members with disdain, her words exuding an air of domineering arrogance.

Chapter Seventeen: The Battle of the Moat (2)

On the moat of Tushan, Tushan Honghong and Yang Yitan were still locked in fierce combat in the sky, while below, Tushan Yaya, full of vigor, single-handedly held off numerous members of the Dao Alliance.

"I never expected the second-in-command of Tushan to have such exquisite cold energy magic. It's truly admirable. Also, Third Brother, are you not up to the task? Do you need me to come up and help you?"

Just as the Dao Alliance members were at their wits' end with Tu Shan Ya Ya, a frivolous voice suddenly came from the ship below. A figure emerged from the cabin, dressed in gold clothes with a red cloak draped over his back, and sporting a peach-shaped hairstyle that looked rather comical.

"Stop talking nonsense. The person on the other side is a demon emperor. If it weren't for the Insulating Claw that just happens to counter your fancy magic weapons, would I have let you leisurely watch the show down there?" Yang Yi sighed as he barely dodged Tu Shan Honghong's fist, then glared at the person with murderous eyes.

"Uh, yes, yes, Third Brother is mighty, so the fox demon above is yours to deal with, I'll handle the one below." The man shivered under Yang Yitan's gaze and dared not mock Yang Yitan any longer, so he turned his attention to Tu Shan Ya Ya in front of him.

"Hmph! Another one who's not afraid of death." Tu Shan Ya Ya snorted coldly, exerted force with her right foot, and gathered her demonic power in her right fist, then struck at the man.

Seeing the menacing Tu Shan Ya Ya, the man remained unmoved, standing still as if he were terrified.

"Clang!" Just when Tu Shan Ya Ya thought she was about to hit her opponent, a yellow light screen suddenly appeared in front of her. Tu Shan Ya Ya punched the light screen, producing a sound of metal clashing, and was then thrown away. On the other hand, her opponent remained completely unmoved.

"The Vajra Bracelet? It's rumored to be a top-grade magic weapon that can withstand all enemy attacks. Even my sister would have to put in a lot of effort to break it. It seems that the other party is Li Quzhuo, the magic weapon master Tianji Tongzi of the Yi Qi Dao Alliance. Who is this Dongfang Yuechu? He actually managed to get the Yi Qi Dao Alliance to send out these two well-known experts." Tu Shan Rongrong saw the light screen and immediately knew who the people on the ship were. She couldn't help but start to worry about Tu Shan Yaya.

"What a hard turtle shell!" Tu Shan Ya Ya quickly steadied herself, thinking indignantly.

Zhuge Ming looked down at Li Quzhuo, who was fighting, and his heart was already starting to go crazy.

"Well, Li Quzhuo isn't crippled after all. Just how many changes in this world are I unaware of?! Even the butterfly effect is absurd! I wasn't even here ten years ago. Could this be the legendary quantum butterfly effect?"

(Of course, this quantum butterfly effect is something I made up; after all, when in doubt, quantum entanglement is the solution.)

Li Quzhuo didn't show much pride as he watched Tu Shan Yaya fly backward. After all, he was already in his mid-twenties and his temperament had matured. It didn't matter if he acted silly in front of his brothers, but in front of enemies, he was the ruthless Tianji Tongzi.

So he waved his right hand, and the four top-grade flying swords he had forged were slashing towards Tu Shan Ya Ya.

Tu Shan Ya Ya tried the same trick again, attempting to freeze the four swords once more with her cold magic. However, just as the swords were about to freeze, flames suddenly burst out from within them, instantly melting the ice on the swords. The flying swords continued their momentum, slashing towards Tu Shan Ya Ya's vital points, who was looking on in astonishment.

"Everyone saw that you could freeze the flying swords with your cold energy spells, so how could I possibly make such a small mistake? These four flying swords all have flame runes that I carved inside them, specifically to deal with monsters like you who are skilled in cold energy. I may not have much else, but I have a lot of magical treasures."

Li Quzhuo watched calmly as the ice on the flying sword melted, inwardly giving himself a pat on the back for his meticulous observation.

"Sister, be careful!" Tu Shan Rongrong shouted to Tu Shan Yaya immediately.

Tu Shan Ya Ya hadn't expected the flying sword to ignore her chill, and she didn't have time to dodge. She could only watch helplessly as the flying sword flew towards her.

"Not good!" Zhuge Ming's pupils shrank, and he tried to rush forward to save Tu Shan Ya Ya as he piloted his flying sword.

However, the flying sword was even faster, and Zhuge Ming was about to run out of time.

Perhaps the greatest distance in the world is not the ends of the earth, but being so close yet powerless to reach each other. This is perhaps the truest expression of Zhuge Ming's heart at this moment.

"No, I have to be faster, faster, faster!!" With a roar in his heart, Zhuge Ming's inner galaxy began to spin rapidly, eventually reaching a critical point.

"Boom!" Zhuge Ming felt as if something had been blasted away. Zhuge Ming, who was just on the flying sword, suddenly disappeared. With a flash of silver light in front of Tu Shan Ya Ya, Zhuge Ming suddenly appeared in front of Tu Shan Ya Ya.

"The Qiankun Fan, put it away."

Zhuge Ming swiftly unfolded the Qiankun Fan and waved it rapidly at the four flying swords. A flash of silver light appeared, and the four flying swords that had been speeding through the air vanished without a trace!

"Phew, thank goodness, did he make it? How did he catch up?" Tu Shan Rongrong felt relieved to see that Tu Shan Ya Ya was out of danger, but she still had some doubts about how Zhuge Ming had gotten there.

"You idiot, what are you doing here?" Tu Shan Ya Ya looked at Zhuge Ming, who had suddenly appeared in front of her, with a surprised expression.

"Hey Ya Ya, are you out of your mind? Can't you be a little more composed during a fight? You almost died just now, do you even know that?!" In his anger, Zhuge Ming didn't answer Tu Shan Ya Ya's question, but instead shouted loudly at her.

Looking at the furious Zhuge Ming in front of her, Tu Shan Ya Ya felt a warm current in her heart. Her face flushed, her tuft of hair on her head trembled, and she stubbornly replied, "You're so long-winded. I would have been fine even if you hadn't come."

These words infuriated Zhuge Ming even more. Just as he was about to continue lecturing Tu Shan Ya Ya, he heard Tu Shan Ya Ya say almost inaudibly, "You idiot, thanks."

This caused Zhuge Ming's anger to dissipate by more than half, and he could only say helplessly, "You're welcome. Don't do this again next time. Don't always treat your life so lightly."

Li Quzhuo, who was on the ship, quickly realized that he had lost his senses of the four flying swords. He did not make a move rashly, but carefully observed the suddenly appearing Zhuge Ming.

"That silver light just now seemed so familiar, and the fan in that child's hand also looks so familiar... Wait, that's Second Brother's Mountain and River Universe Fan!!"

That day, Li Quzhuo finally recalled the fear he had felt towards his second brother ten years ago. His second brother, as the second-in-command of the Masked Brotherhood, was the founder of the current Dao Alliance intelligence organization, Hidden Dragon. At that time, Hidden Dragon could ensure that almost everything that happened in the inner circle could not escape the organization's eyes.