Chapter 623 Anyway, it’s not like you.

“Isn’t your Qingyun Sect on good terms with Fenxiang Valley? Why are you helping me? I am a demon… Righteous Path and evil are supposed to be irreconcilable. You…” After leaving Fenxiang Valley, Xiao Bai looked at Yu Xian with great curiosity.

Clearly a peak master from the Qingyun Sect, the leader of the Righteous Path, yet he didn’t look like a righteous person; instead, he seemed a bit wicked.

Moreover, Qingyun Sect actually has such a young peak master?

Yu Xian stopped, turned around, and looked at Xiao Bai when he heard this.

“Righteous and evil? That’s just a circle drawn by humans themselves,” Yu Xian said casually.

“But don’t all you Cultivators of the Righteous Path take slaying demons and eradicating evil as your sacred duty?” Xiao Bai remained very curious.

“I don’t carry such a heavy responsibility,” Yu Xian said with a smile.

Xiao Bai fell silent for a moment, then suddenly transformed into human form.

Dressed in a plain white long skirt, her bare feet stepped onto the bluestone slabs, silver bells tinkling lightly at her ankles.

“Three hundred years ago, I fought Fenxiang Valley for the continuation of my tribe’s Bloodline. They called me an evil fiend causing chaos in the Southern Border. But my tribesmen revered me as a god,” Xiao Bai recalled.

“So, the so-called Righteous Path and evil are merely stories written by the victors. If you had razed Fenxiang Valley today, a hundred years from now, you would be the Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox who subverted the Righteous Path in the history books. If Fenxiang Valley had won, you would be the peerless fiend suppressed by righteousness.” Yu Xian looked at Xiao Bai, a trace of astonishment in his eyes.

Her silver hair was like snow, her eyes held seductive charm yet concealed profound age, she wore plain white robes, her Demonic Qi restrained yet present. Compared to a normal human, she possessed an extra layer of allure, yet it wasn’t vulgar.

A fox transformed into a human—he almost wanted to lift her clothes to see what differences there were compared to a normal person.

Ahem, just thinking about it, he didn’t act on it.

“Why did you save me?” Xiao Bai’s mind was completely filled with curiosity.

“Because I wanted to save you. The most boring thing in this world is boxing people in with the words ‘righteous’ and ‘evil.’ So what if you are a demon? So what if Fenxiang Valley is the Righteous Path? I only do what I want to do and protect those I wish to protect.”

Perhaps only on the Central Plains Continent in the Immortal Cultivation Realm is there still a distinction between Righteous Path and evil. Yu Xian thought of the survival Law of the Immortal Cultivation Realm where the strong reigns supreme; where was there any distinction between Righteous Path and evil then?

“Hundreds of years ago, Linglong sealed the Beast God, and the world called her a savior. But the Beast God was born because of her, slaughtering all living beings—what counts as righteous or evil for her? There is no absolute Righteous Path or evil in this world; it’s just a matter of differing standpoints.” Yu Xian’s voice carried a hint of mockery.

“You, sir, are truly different from the people of the Righteous Path I have met.” Xiao Bai blinked at Yu Xian, looking as if she wanted to take off the top of his head to see what was inside.

“Oh? What kind of people of the Righteous Path have you met?” Yu Xian also became interested.

“Definitely not like you.” Xiao Bai felt Yu Xian was easy to get along with. He didn’t have that sense of superiority typical of righteous figures.

“Right, your son is still alive. Do you want to go look for him?” Yu Xian remembered Xiao Bai’s only son, the Six-Tailed White Fox.

The Six-Tailed White Fox was hiding in the underground cavern beneath the abyss of the Black Stone Cave in Little Pond Town, on the platform at the end of the deep abyss above the lava lake. That place was the most intensely yang and hot location, used to suppress the icy poison of the Nine Cold Freezing Thorns.

It was unknown if he was on his last breath now. If they went in time, there might still be a chance to save him.

“You… you know about Little Six’s whereabouts?” A glimmer of light flashed in Xiao Bai’s eyes. She hadn’t expected Yu Xian to know anything about Little Six.

“Where is he?” Xiao Bai pressed urgently.

“The underground cavern beneath the abyss of the Black Stone Cave in Little Pond Town,” Yu Xian stated truthfully.

“The underground cavern beneath the abyss of the Black Stone Cave in Little Pond Town?” Xiao Bai’s eyes lit up. This was an immense surprise for her. Now that she was free, if she could also find her son, the suffering of three hundred years of imprisonment would have some consolation.

She couldn’t wait to leave immediately, her figure wavering slightly, as if she was about to transform into a streak of light and fly away the next moment.

“Mhm, if you get there in time, he might still be alive,” Yu Xian thought about it and added.

“What? What happened to Little Six?” Xiao Bai couldn’t help but ask nervously.

“To save you, he was struck by the Nine Cold Freezing Thorns, a secret technique of Fenxiang Valley, causing the icy poison to invade his body and damaging his Dao Foundation. He should currently be barely sustaining his life,” Yu Xian explained.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Bai staggered, the color instantly draining from her face. Her nine fox tails thrashed uncontrollably in the air, and the Demonic Qi around her became restless and agitated due to her emotional turmoil.

“Nine Cold Freezing Thorns… Those bastards from Fenxiang Valley!” Xiao Bai gritted her teeth, her voice trembling uncontrollably.

Three hundred years of imprisonment had made her taste suffering beyond measure. Now, learning that her only son had suffered such a severe injury saving her—icy poison invading his body and his Foundation damaged—was a hundred times more agonizing than enduring the pain herself.

She abruptly turned her head toward the direction of Little Pond Town, her golden eyes now filled only with anxiety and determination, as if even the air had solidified due to her urgency.

But she immediately remembered Yu Xian beside her, stopped, and looked at him with earnestness and a barely perceptible hint of reliance: “Benefactor, would you be willing to accompany me?”

“I told you because I intended to take you there,” Yu Xian gave Xiao Bai a smile and gestured for her to remain calm.

Hearing this, Xiao Bai’s tense body slightly relaxed, and her gaze toward Yu Xian was filled with gratitude.

She took a deep breath, striving to calm the emotions stirred by the news of her son. The Nine-Tailed Fox’s tails gradually ceased their frantic swaying.

“In that case, I thank you, Benefactor!” Xiao Bai’s voice held a trace of a sob. After three hundred years of loneliness and hatred, there was finally a sliver of hope for the future.

She hesitated no longer, stepping toward Little Pond Town. The Demonic Qi around her condensed again, transforming into a soft white light.

Yu Xian quickly followed.

The two soon arrived at Little Pond Town. Leaving Little Pond Town, they passed through the vast Black Stone Forest and found the entrance to the Black Stone Cave, where the black rock was jagged and covered in hanging vines.

Inside the cave, it was dark and cramped, growing colder the deeper they went. Suddenly, they encountered a chasm, plummeting a thousand feet into an underground cavern where geothermal heat surged.

The view opened up before them—a crimson lava lake churned as if boiling, waves of heat scorching their faces. A massive rock platform spanned the center of the lake. The deepest part of the platform, closest to the molten lava, the place of ultimate Yang, was precisely that elliptical stone nest.

The Six-Tailed White Fox lay quietly within, borrowing this extreme heat to suppress the bone-chilling cold of the Nine Cold Freezing Thorns.

Yu Xian and Xiao Bai quietly landed on the platform. Looking at the weak state of the Six-Tailed White Fox, Xiao Bai felt as if her heart was being tightly squeezed by an invisible hand, even her breathing carried a painful catch.

She hurried forward, cautiously squatting down, extending a trembling hand toward her son, but stopping mid-air, afraid that her Demonic Qi would disturb his fragile breath.

The Six-Tailed White Fox’s once fluffy fur was now dull and lusterless. Its six tails hung limply, and its body trembled slightly from resisting the icy poison; every breath was shallow and labored.

How could her son have become like this?