Chapter 339: Fox God's Four Generals

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Upon hearing the Fox God demand flower petals, Sun Lingtong erupted in fury: "What a petty god! Tricking us into the house, then raising the price and resorting to coercion!"

"Do you truly think we are made of mud?"

"Come, come, let's see if I don't beat your backside and head into bloom! I'll tear down this dilapidated temple! Do you truly believe you can lord it over others just because you became an assistant mountain god?!"

Seeing Sun Lingtong roll up his sleeves, revealing a pair of chubby little arms brimming with imposing aura, the Fox God scoffed, "Little child, quite assertive."

Ning Zhuo smiled, "I think you, the Fox God, are quite assertive."

"Do you know my clan has two Golden Cores, yet you dare make trouble for the two of us?"

"If you were a demon cultivator, so be it. But now you are a mountain god. Wait until my elder comes to teach you a lesson. If you have the skill, move Misty Mountain away and hide with it."

"Oh, I forgot. You are still just an assistant mountain god, not the main one."

"Even if the main mountain god agreed, do you have the divine ability to move mountains?"

The thick white mist instantly stalled.

The Fox God chuckled foolishly, "Little friend, you truly misunderstand this deity. This deity never intended to make things difficult for you, merely grew a little impatient."

"You must know, searching the entire Misty Mountain requires a certain method. A shallow search can be done by an ordinary bird. If you search within forests, bushes, and streams, the divine power expended is not a small number. If you need to delve eight feet underground, the divine power consumption is extreme, taking at least three to five months to replenish."

"I wonder what kind of search the little friend desires?"

Sun Lingtong snorted, "After all that talk, you merely want to bargain."

Ning Zhuo reached out and pressed his hand lightly towards Sun Lingtong, "Mother did provide some things when she entrusted me with this task, to facilitate my travels across the lands."

"Are the flower petals you speak of these?"

Saying this, Ning Zhuo curled the tip of his tongue, revealing a pattern of a flower bud from the base of his tongue.

The pattern surfaced and turned into a physical entity, transforming into a small flower bud.

The pure white flower bud was entirely composed of misty clouds, with wisps of mist slightly dissipating from the edges.

It was precisely the Cloud Concealed Bud!

Ning Zhuo curled his tongue under, wrapped the flower bud, and plucked off a single petal from it.

He pressed his tongue down, and the Cloud Concealed Bud transformed back into a talisman pattern, imprinted on the base of his tongue. Only the petal remained, resting on the tip of his tongue.

He opened his mouth and spat out the petal.

The white mist immediately surged forward, and the Fox God's voice was urgent: "Exactly this item, exactly this item!"

Ning Zhuo opened his mouth and inhaled, taking the petal back into his mouth: "Fox God, go search the mountain."

The Fox God, however, let out a seductive chuckle: "Little sir, why not give this humble one the petal first? This humble one can serve little sir with even greater dedication."

With the Cloud Concealed Bud petal appearing, the Fox God's demeanor and tone underwent a drastic change.

Sun Lingtong couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine, rubbing his arms, and low-voiced, "Speak properly!"

Ning Zhuo maintained his smile: "Fox God, no need to worry. After the task is complete, I will certainly present this petal with both hands. My name is Ning Zhuo, of the Ning clan in Fiery Persimmon Immortal City. I do not change my name or surname, and I swear by the honor of my Ning clan that as long as the Fox God gives it their all, I will not renege on my promise."

The Fox God was silent for a moment before saying, "Very well, I shall follow little sir's wishes."

The mist in the room slowly receded. Although it left the room, it still blocked the door and windows.

Ning Zhuo paid no mind, took out a set of cups and saucers, placed them on the table in the room, and after inviting Sun Lingtong to be seated, began brewing tea.

As the two sipped their tea and conversed, their relaxed and composed demeanor exuded powerful confidence, leaving the Fox God unable to discern their true strength.

The Fox God unleashed their divine power, the mist swirling around the mountain.

They had previously come into contact with Meng Yao'yin and knew the route of the Ning clan caravan back then. Following the route, after searching for a while, they gained some findings.

"Little sir, this humble one has brought you the items you seek. Pray, take a look."

After speaking, the Fox God opened the door, and the mist expanded, forming a blank space.

Ning Zhuo and Sun Lingtong looked over and saw a pile of junk placed in the courtyard.

There was a broken iron pot, mildewed bedding, tent fragments, and discarded cartwheels.

Ning Zhuo used his divine sense to examine them carefully, pretending to be thorough. He collected all the junk and said to the Fox God, "Not enough, not enough. Please, Lord Fox God, continue your search."

The Fox God chuckled seductively, "Little sir, please wait a moment."

This time, the Fox God exerted their full power, probing up to eight feet underground in the areas along the Ning clan caravan's route, and unearthed another pile of old items.

The old items were wrapped in thick mist and quickly transported to the divine temple's courtyard.

"Little sir, please take a look," the Fox God said, panting. "Surely now you will give me that petal."

Ning Zhuo examined them, putting the old items into his storage pouch as he did so, saying, "There are still some missing. I trouble Lord Fox God to continue your efforts."

The Fox God grew annoyed: "Little sir, if you are looking for a specific item, please be direct."

Ning Zhuo smiled bitterly: "If I could be direct, this junior would have done so long ago. It is simply that Mother's instructions were precisely this way. I beg Lord Fox God's understanding and forgiveness."

The Fox God mustered their divine power, stirring up rolling thick mist, almost obscuring the entire Misty Mountain.

This extraordinary sight deeply astonished the villagers in Misty Village. Many immediately knelt down, repeatedly calling it a divine miracle and praising the name of the Fox God.

This time, the items the cloud fox brought back were much fewer.

Their voice was tinged with fatigue: "This deity has already done their utmost, divine power greatly depleted. Even if the main Mountain God were to personally take action, this would be the only result. Hand over that petal to me."

Ning Zhuo examined them again, collecting broken pottery, spoiled medicinal herbs, damaged mechanisms, and some gold, silver, agate, and other jewelry.

"Lord Fox God, the item I seek is not here," Ning Zhuo said.

"Hmm?!" The Fox God's voice turned cold, "Young man, did you not hear what this deity just said clearly?"

Ning Zhuo insisted, "I heard clearly. But although there are many things here, the target item is not present."

The Fox God was quite displeased: "What exactly did your mother tell you to retrieve? If you don't say, how can this deity help you? Even now, you are still hiding something?"

Ning Zhuo shook his head: "Lord Fox God, I am not deceiving you. My mother did not specify, only saying that if I could touch this item, I would feel a connection. I hope Lord Fox God can make one more effort. After reporting back to Mother, there will certainly be a reward."

The Fox God laughed in exasperation: "Brat, are you playing tricks on me?"

"Who has the patience to help you rummage through this pile of junk!"

"Quickly give me the petal. This deity will not hold your and your companion's offense against you."

"If you refuse... Heh heh, don't blame this deity for being impolite to you!"

Sun Lingtong let out a scoff and beckoned with his index finger towards the mountain mist filling the sky: "Come on! You little petty god, you really think you're something!"

The Fox God became furious: "This little child has no upbringing. I shall discipline you on behalf of your elder."

The misty clouds surged forward but were entirely dispersed by a wave of Ning Zhuo's hand.

"Fox God, please calm your anger. We are merely searching for old items, not seeking to cause you trouble," Ning Zhuo said.

Fox God: "If you're not causing trouble, then produce the petal!"

Ning Zhuo smiled bitterly and shook his head, indicating he could not do so.

The Fox God gritted their teeth in anger, squeezing out chilling sneers: "You two little brats, do you truly think deities are mere servants of your grand clans, so easily commanded? Today I shall teach you a profound lesson, letting you know the correct attitude to take towards deities!"

Strong winds swept the mountain mist, rushing towards Sun Ning in the courtyard.

Ning Zhuo and Sun Lingtong were not afraid in the face of danger and were already prepared.

The next moment, the Butterfly Mother appeared with a sharp cry. A layer within her butterfly wings shimmered slightly, releasing a defensive formation.

The mountain mist surged violently, crashing like a tsunami, but it was blocked by an invisible wall and could not advance an inch further.

Not only that, but as the formation rapidly expanded, the mist retreated step by step, being pushed back.

The Fox God let out a soft exclamation, then released their divine power, drawing upon the power of heaven and earth.

As an assistant mountain god, Misty Mountain was their domain, granting them a significant home-field advantage.

The next moment, pressure from heaven and earth enveloped the formation from all sides.

The formation's rapid expansion came to an abrupt halt. The Butterfly Mother groaned and her body trembled slightly.

The two sides fell into a stalemate.

The Fox God's voice was cold, resounding throughout the misty battlefield: "Where are my generals?"

"Old Wu is here! You two bandits, taste my axe!" From the east, a centipede demon cultivator over nine feet tall arrived, with human legs and arms, holding two axes, breaking through the mountain mist and hacking towards them.

From the west came a scorpion demon, covered in black iron armor, holding a steel spear and delivering a fierce thrust!

From the north, a sharp-nosed pangolin burst forth, the size of a carriage, its body a greyish silver color, initiating a powerful and heavy charge.

From the south, a weasel appeared, of normal size, baring its fangs and letting out strange shrieks, unleashing spells that raised a shower of golden stones, spitting them out with snapping sounds.

These were precisely the Centipede Axe Wielders, Scorpion Spear Generals, Sharp-nosed Pangolins, and Beak-mouthed Weasels, the four divine generals Ning Zhuo had seen in the front hall earlier.

These were the Fox God's four capable henchmen.

The four generals fiercely hacked and stabbed at the defensive formation supported by the Butterfly Mother. As a result, the Butterfly Mother's body trembled even more violently, and supporting the formation became increasingly difficult.

Sun Lingtong naturally wouldn't stand by and do nothing. He charged forward, holding a dagger in each hand.

His figure flickered in and out of sight as he pounced towards the Weasel General.

The Weasel General initially tried to counterattack with spells, intending to repel him.

But Sun Lingtong was agile, employing the Void Piercing Technique, arriving beside the Weasel General, and unleashing a flurry of stabs with his small dagger.

The Weasel General felt a sudden chill all over its body.

Following that, intense pain struck, blood splattered, and it was severely injured on the spot.

It let out a terrified shriek and fled in haste.

Sun Lingtong had no intention of letting it go and was about to deliver a fatal blow when suddenly the mountain mist surged, wrapping the Weasel General before him and rescuing it.

Sun Lingtong snorted and did not dare to delve into the mist.

He turned and charged towards the Sharp-nosed Pangolin.

His choice of attack target was deliberate. The Fox God's four divine generals were all demon cultivators. Among them, the Centipede Axe Wielders and the Scorpion Spear Generals had roughly human forms, indicating a higher degree of transformation, and their combat power significantly surpassed the other two divine generals.

(End of Chapter)