"Dharma King! I beg you to spare his life!"
Huangfu Yi struggled and roared within the Blood Cocoon,
"Demon! Die—!"
"Hmm, are you going through a love tribulation? Your relationship is so twisted, a bit disgusting..."
The Dharma King shivered and curiously looked at the fox girl,
"But how did you recognize I'm a Dharma King? Do I have words written on my face?"
The fox girl knelt in the pool of blood and worshiped,
"I dare not deceive the Supreme. I am a disciple of Qingqiu. I was hunted down by the Sword Immortal long ago and barely escaped to Yin Mountain. So... I witnessed the battle between the Sword Immortal and the Supreme back then..."
"Oh."
The Dharma King fell silent for a moment.
The fox girl swallowed, speaking cautiously,
"Little Yi received the Sword Immortal's transmission. If the Dharma King is interested, I will slaughter that village for you and retrieve the Sword Transmission, just begging you to spare his life..."
"Alright, you may go."
