Chapter 621: I Must Avenge This Three-Hundred-Year Grudge!

After all, Yu Xian was too powerful, so powerful that he could obliterate their Fenxiang Valley with just one hand.

“It is Fenxiang Valley that failed to observe the rules and offended the Qingyun Sect and Head Yu. I, leading everyone in Fenxiang Valley, apologize to Head Yu. I will immediately order people to prepare precious treasures, hoping Head Yu will graciously accept them. I even more hope that Head Yu, in his magnanimity, will not hold a grudge against my Fenxiang Valley for this minor offense.”

Yun Yilan compromised again, adopting an extremely humble posture, his words filled with meekness and entreaty.

He deeply understood that only by completely submitting now could he preserve the Foundation of Fenxiang Valley.

Yu Xian looked at his demeanor, but his eyes showed no ripple of emotion. He merely said lightly, “No need. What I want has never been some precious treasure, but an attitude. Today’s incident serves as a lesson for you. If there is a next time, do not blame me for being merciless.”

With that, his gaze swept over the people of Fenxiang Valley. The look in his eyes was as sharp as a blade, causing everyone to involuntarily lower their heads, not daring to meet his gaze.

When Yun Yilan heard that Yu Xian did not need precious treasures and would let Fenxiang Valley off the hook, he couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.

It seemed Yu Xian’s arrival was only because Fenxiang Valley had broken its word, not because he truly intended to completely sever ties with Fenxiang Valley.

“Thank you for your great generosity, Head Yu. My Fenxiang Valley will certainly engrave today’s teaching in our hearts and never dare to be negligent again in the future.”

Yun Yilan quickly bowed in salute, his tone carrying the relief of having survived a catastrophe.

“However…” Yu Xian’s lips curved slightly.

The two words, “Yu Xian,” instantly made Yun Yilan’s heart leap up again, but he managed to steady his composure and asked, “Does Head Yu have any other requests?”

“I want that little thing on the third level of your Profound Fire Altar,” Yu Xian said, looking in the direction of the Profound Fire Altar.

When he arrived at Fenxiang Valley, he had already used his Divine Sense to confirm the location of the Profound Fire Altar.

“What?” Yun Yilan clearly hadn’t expected Yu Xian to say that.

The little thing on the third level of the Profound Fire Altar? What was that? That was the Nine-Tailed Demon Fox that had been suppressed for three hundred years!

Yu Xian wants the Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox?

The Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox was one of the few beings capable of generating an Origin resonance with Fenxiang Valley’s core ultimate treasure, the Profound Fire Mirror, and the Eight Fiends Profound Fire Formation. This was also the core reason why Fenxiang Valley both feared it and could not completely exterminate it.

Fenxiang Valley styled itself as the leader of the Righteous Path in the Southern Border and the orthodox lineage of Fire Cultivation. Having dominated the Southern Border for thousands of years, suppressing the Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox was its core achievement in establishing its prestige there. The existence of the Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox directly related to its Sect’s authority and the legitimacy of its rule over the Southern Border.

The cultivation and abilities of the Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox represented the most direct and fatal threat to Fenxiang Valley throughout its thousands of years of history; its existence was a threat sufficient to cause the annihilation of the Sect.

Therefore, Yu Xian absolutely could not be allowed to take the Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox away.

“Head Yu, that Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox is extremely important to my Fenxiang Valley…” Yun Yilan quickly said.

“I am merely informing you, not asking you,” Yu Xian stated indifferently.

He then said no more, his figure moving instantly, transforming into a streak of light, flying toward the Profound Fire Altar, the Forbidden Land of Fenxiang Valley.

Seeing this, Yun Yilan’s heart tightened. He hurriedly tried to chase after him, but before he could even move, he felt himself bound by an invisible force, unable to move!

Besides seeking an explanation, Yu Xian had an even more important matter to attend to: rescuing the Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox, Xiao Bai, who had been suppressed for three hundred years.

The Profound Fire Altar was the primary Forbidden Land of Fenxiang Valley, the core Formation Eye of the entire Sect, the storage for ultimate Fire treasures, and the place where major criminals were suppressed. It was not originally created by Fenxiang Valley; its Origin was the ruins of an ancient sacrificial altar left behind by the Southern Border Witch, Linglong.

After the Ancestral Master of Fenxiang Valley discovered this place and the Profound Fire Mirror, he carved it into the mountain, layered it with Fire Spirit Restrictions and altar structures, turning it into the core hub of the Eight Fiends Profound Fire Formation, and the Foundation for controlling the Southern Border’s fire meridians.

The Profound Fire Altar was built into the mountain as a three-story pagoda-style circular altar. The base was supported by thirteen three-zhang tall white jade pillars—twelve around the edge and one in the center, each requiring five people to embrace.

It was constructed entirely of crimson strange rock. The steps and railings were all carved with ancient fire patterns. It was constantly shrouded in crimson fire mist, with temperatures high enough to melt ordinary refined iron. Every level had independent Fire Spirit barriers and Restrictions; the deeper one went, the stronger the Fire Spirit power and Restrictions became.

However, those Fire-attributed Restrictions were like nothing before Yu Xian’s immense power and profound understanding of Formations; he easily broke through them.

Yu Xian went straight to the third level, where he saw a snow-white Nine-Tailed Fox curled up in a corner, covered in chains, emitting a faint aura.

Seeing an intruder, the Nine-Tailed Fox, Xiao Bai, slowly raised its head. Its golden eyes were filled with vigilance and confusion.

“Who are you?” Xiao Bai’s voice carried a hint of hoarseness, yet it was still pleasant to hear.

“My name is Yu Xian. I came to Fenxiang Valley to teach some of its people a lesson. Seeing you suppressed here, I came over to see if I should save you and take you out,” Yu Xian said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, a flicker of surprise crossed Xiao Bai’s eyes. This young man came to Fenxiang Valley to teach its people a lesson? Seeing that Yu Xian could reach this place alone and didn’t carry the aura of a Fenxiang Valley Disciple, Xiao Bai believed his words to some extent.

“Save me? That’s easier said than done. These chains are transformed from ancient Restrictions. Unless one possesses the Profound Fire Mirror, they cannot be opened at all,” Xiao Bai shook its head.

Yu Xian, however, was unconcerned. He directly summoned the Zhu Xian Sword and struck at the iron chains. With a ‘clang,’ the originally indestructible chains began to break apart inch by inch, emitting a crisp sound.

“You… you are… the Zhu Xian Sword? You are someone from the Qingyun Sect?” Xiao Bai’s eyes widened, its face filled with disbelief.

Yu Xian did not answer. With a few more strikes, he cut through all the Profound Fire Chains binding Xiao Bai.

Having regained her freedom, Xiao Bai stretched its body. Its nine fluffy tails swayed gently in the air, emitting a powerful Demonic Qi.

“Thank you for saving me, benefactor! How would you like me to repay you?” Xiao Bai bowed respectfully to Yu Xian, its eyes full of gratitude.

“Saving you was merely a small effort. If you are willing, you can come with me, leave this place, and stay by my side from now on, how about that?” Yu Xian invited sincerely.

Upon hearing this, a flicker of hesitation crossed Xiao Bai’s eyes, and then it nodded, saying, “Benefactor, I will never forget your life-saving grace. It’s just that…”

“Do you still have an unfulfilled wish?” Yu Xian asked.

Xiao Bai nodded. “Fenxiang Valley imprisoned me for three hundred years; I cannot let it go just like that!”

As Xiao Bai spoke, blazing anger ignited in its golden eyes—an anger that seemed ready to incinerate the entire Fenxiang Valley.

Three hundred years of imprisonment, torment day and night, the burning pain caused by the chains every time spiritual power circulated, were deeply branded into the depths of her Soul.

She slowly stood up, her nine snow-white fox tails spreading out flamboyantly behind her. Demonic Qi surged out like a tide, colliding with the residual Fire Spirit power of the Profound Fire Altar, emitting a sizzling sound.

“I must avenge this three-hundred-year grudge!”