Chapter 652 - 647: Eight Divine Generals, Little Fox

Chapter 652: Chapter 647: Eight Divine Generals, Little Fox

The Fox Race could be considered a Great Race among the Demon Race.

However, "Fox Race" is just a general term.

Within the Fox Race are many different clans, such as the Wind Fox Race, Thunder Fox Race, Illusion Fox Race, Sand Fox Race, Red Fox Race, and Gray Fox Race...

In total, the Fox Race consists of dozens of clans, large and small.

"I happen to know a little about the Fox Race. Which clan might you be asking about, Sir?"

the Shadow Guard Leader, whose name was Zhang Ying, asked cautiously.

"The White Fox Race."

Ning Jiang slowly uttered three words.

"The White Fox Race?" Zhang Ying mentally sifted through what he knew about them. As a Shadow Guard of the Great Zhou Dynasty, understanding the Myriad Races was a mandatory part of his training. After a moment, he replied, "The White Fox Race is currently one of the weaker clans among the foxes. I’ve heard they have a generational feud with the Heavenly Weasel Clan, who are considered a Royal Race. They are constantly suppressed by the Heavenly Weasels, and some members of the White Fox Race have even been captured and forced into servitude."

"Is that all?"

Ning Jiang glanced at Zhang Ying, noticing his hesitant expression, as if there was more he wanted to say.

"There are some other rumors, but I don’t know if they’re true."

"Speak."

"It’s rumored that the mother of Empress Xia Yan was a member of the White Fox Clan. The reason Princess Consort Xia Yan vied with King Guanglin for the throne was to use the Great Xia Dynasty’s power to help the White Fox Clan against the Heavenly Weasel Clan. However, many of the princes and nobles are disloyal to her, so she is utterly unable to mobilize the Great Xia Dynasty’s forces."

"Oh, right. I once read some records in an Ancient Secret Scripture from the Royal Family’s collection. It said that during the Ancient Era, the White Fox Race was once incredibly prominent, ranking at the very top of the Myriad Races. Countless other Demon Races were subservient to them. Of course, there’s no way to verify if these accounts from the Ancient Era are true."

Zhang Ying said.

The Great Thousand Realms divides past ages into the Late Ancient Era, the Middle Ages, the Ancient Era, and so on.

The Late Ancient Era was ten thousand years ago, the Middle Ages were fifty thousand years ago, and the Ancient Era was a hundred thousand years ago.

According to the records, a hundred thousand years ago, the White Fox Race was incredibly prominent and prosperous.

"Do you believe in the events of the Ancient Era?" Ning Jiang’s voice was distant and ethereal.

Zhang Ying pondered for a moment before shaking his head. "I don’t really believe it. For the Demon Race, bloodline is paramount, and the bloodline of the White Fox Race is quite ordinary. It’s hard to imagine such a weak race ever having a glorious era."

Zhang Ying was speaking the truth. White foxes are born weak, unlike the Tiger, Wolf, and Lion Races, which possess naturally robust physiques. By comparison, the White Fox Race is like a fragile flower, whereas demon races like tigers and wolves are as formidable as towering trees.

Hearing this, Ning Jiang said nothing, slowly closing his eyes.

’A hundred thousand years have passed... has one of the Eight Divine Generals who followed me truly fallen this far?’

’Bai Qingqiu... in the end, you failed to protect the glory of the White Fox Clan...’

"Sir?"

Zhang Ying watched Ning Jiang, secretly astonished. He suddenly sensed a faint sadness emanating from him—a sorrow tinged with an inexplicable loneliness.

"You may go. I need some time alone."

As he spoke, Ning Jiang casually tossed out a Storage Ring. "This is your reward. For now, continue to lie low within the Shadow Guard. When I have need of you, I will contact you through the Primordial Spirit Restriction in your mind."

When Zhang Ying’s Divine Sense probed the Storage Ring, he was stunned. Inside was a vast amount of Spirit Stones, Top Grade Spiritual Treasures, Elixirs, and even Cultivation Techniques.

The contents were several times more valuable than the wealth he had amassed in his entire life. He particularly recognized a few of the Elixirs as Treasures that could raise one’s Cultivation. Consuming them would be of immense help for his next breakthrough.

It was hard to imagine that a young man in the Earth Martial Realm could possess so many Treasures.

At that moment, his respect for Ning Jiang deepened.

"Yes. Your subordinate takes his leave."

Zhang Ying excused himself and departed.

The items Ning Jiang had given Zhang Ying were but a drop in the ocean compared to the treasures of the Seven Great Super Sects, but judging by Zhang Ying’s expression before he left, the effect was clearly excellent.

’To make someone willing to die for you, you must use both the stick and the carrot. First, establish your authority, then entice them with benefits.’

"Let’s go."

Ning Jiang returned to the Cyan-Scaled Eagle’s back and patted it. Receiving the command, the eagle shot through the air and flew off.

...

The Jade Pendant was a milky white color and felt warm and smooth in his hand. The Great Xia Ancient Emperor Order had reacted to it, confirming that this was the Spatial Treasure the Great Xia Dynasty had been searching for.

The person who sold the Jade Pendant to the Qibao Shop must have found it by chance, failed to see its profundity, and simply sold it.

This was understandable; after all, even with Ning Jiang’s keen insight, he hadn’t initially identified it as a Spatial Treasure.

’To open a Spatial Treasure, one must first understand the principles of spatial fluctuations,’ Ning Jiang murmured.

With an ordinary Storage Ring, one only needs to probe it with a wisp of Divine Sense to see everything inside.

A Spatial Treasure, however, is different. Those who do not understand Space Power will never be able to discover its secrets.

As a Legendary Venerable from a hundred thousand years ago, such a trivial matter was naturally no challenge for Ning Jiang. He circulated a stream of Primordial Spirit Power, enveloped the Jade Pendant, and then controlled the power to vibrate at a peculiar frequency.

Slowly, the once-unremarkable Jade Pendant began to emit a faint spatial fluctuation.

As Ning Jiang channeled more Primordial Spirit Power, the fluctuation intensified. After a dozen breaths, the Jade Pendant unleashed an immense suction force, and the surrounding space abruptly collapsed and distorted.

Ning Jiang and the Cyan-Scaled Eagle vanished on the spot, reappearing inside the Jade Pendant.

Inside the Jade Pendant was a small space, about a hundred zhang in size, within which stood a single house.

Though it was also a Spatial Treasure, this Jade Pendant was a far cry from the Myriad Treasures Exquisite Tower. A single floor of the Linglong Tower was more than a thousand times larger than this entire space.

Of course, the Myriad Treasures Exquisite Tower was, after all, crafted by a First Saint Monarch, and the Great Xia Ancient Emperor’s Cultivation Realm was clearly far inferior to that of the Linglong Saint Monarch.

Putting his thoughts aside, Ning Jiang pushed open the door and entered.

A faint fragrance filled the air. The decor was noble yet elegant, making it clear that this was a woman’s boudoir.

In the center of the room was a Jade Bed, from which emanated a faint, cold air.

And in the center of the Jade Bed lay a small, snow-white fox. Her eyes were closed, framed by long, delicate lashes. Her fur, even whiter than snow, seemed to have a crystalline sheen. She lay curled in a fluffy ball, looking as adorable as a clump of willow catkins.

As if sensing Ning Jiang’s arrival, the little snow-white fox suddenly opened its eyes. Its body arched, and a pair of black, jewel-like eyes stared warily at him.