17 Illusion Against Illusion

Master Ji sent her apprentice after the suspect, while she quietly hid in the garden.

That way, even if she were discovered, the apprentice would buy her time to escape.

She hid until midnight without any movement. Just when Master Ji thought her visit tonight would be in vain, a sudden cold breeze blew past, making her shiver.

Although lacking in strength, Master Ji relied on her experience, and she immediately realized that the fox demon had arrived.

She crawled forward in the flowerbed like a large mouse, reaching the open yard. Peeking out, she saw a delicately beautiful little boy standing not far away, wearing a fox robe, blankly sucking on his finger.

Hearing the commotion, the little boy turned around. His nearly all-black eyes stared directly at Master Ji.

Master Ji, without changing her expression, slowly stood up, revealing a kind smile, "Little darling, why are you running around alone so late at night? Come over to auntie."

While speaking, one of Master Ji's hands also stealthily reached into the package behind her and grabbed a bag of powerful fox-exterminating potion.

Master Ji, who had traveled far and wide, was a seasoned and experienced veteran. If she couldn't deal with a big fox, would she also not be able to handle a little one? She decided to start her hunt with this little fox tonight.

The little boy blankly stared at her for a while before saying, "I am waiting for my mother and sister."

"Oh, so you are waiting for someone,"

Master Ji took two steps forward, slowly pulling out the fox-exterminating potion, her smile becoming increasingly kind, "Where are your mother and sister then?"

The little boy tilted his head and pointed behind Master Ji, "Right behind you."

Master Ji's body stiffened instantly. She slowly turned her head to look back, only to see that four beautiful women had appeared behind her at some point, staring at her and the powerful fox-exterminating potion in her hand with unfriendly eyes.

Master Ji forced an awkward smile, "Misunderstanding... sisters, it's all a misunderstanding!"

"Who is your sister?" one of the women said coldly, raising her hand.

With a smack, despite being several meters apart, a red handprint appeared on Master Ji's face, and she was knocked to the ground.

The woman was not satisfied and waved her hand continuously. An invisible force struck Master Ji and made her roll on the ground, begging for mercy.

Another beautiful woman raised her hand to stop the first woman, and looked at Master Ji on the ground, smilingly asking, "What is your relationship with the cultivators of the Wang family?"

Master Ji realized the opportunity had come; her life or death depended on her answer.

Bearing the pain, she hurriedly said, "They are my enemies. I have a life-and-death feud with those two people. You have attacked the wrong person."

Before the beautiful woman could respond, light laughter suddenly rang out from above.

The fox demons looked up in surprise to see a stunningly beautiful woman in white lying on a tree branch, holding a wine jug, and smiling at them.

"So we are enemies, Master Ji."

Ling Xiaoyue said to Master Ji with a smiling face. "I was actually thinking of rescuing you, but it turns out you consider me your enemy. It's really heartbreaking. But it's okay; I am not a vengeful person."

Master Ji forced another awkward smile, "Misunderstanding... It's all a misunderstanding!"

The beautiful woman looked at Ling Xiaoyue on the tree and asked, "Are you the cultivator who injured my son?"

Ling Xiaoyue smiled and said, "If you're referring to the little fox from last night, then yes, that was indeed me."

The beautiful woman also laughed, "Then choose how you want to die. Dismembered? Skinned? Or have your soul ripped from your bones?"

Ling Xiaoyue shook her wine jug, "I choose... fox meat sliced in white, or braised."

...

Ling Xiaoyue was not lying; the horse penis indeed had magical effects and could inflict special damage on the demon fox.

Fang Zhou wielded the horse penis with his Random Left Hand and successfully smashed the demon fox.

But he also suffered quite a few injuries himself.

However, the mission success notification did not appear. The Demonic Fox that had been smashed into pieces appeared intact in the next moment and pounced at him again with its teeth bared.

"An immortal body?"

Fang Zhou exclaimed in surprise. He was still in the newbie village. How could he encounter a boss of this level?

Without time to think, Fang Zhou could only pick up the horse penis again and engage in combat with the demon fox.

After smashing the demon fox for the third time, Fang Zhou finally realized that he might have fallen into an illusion.

A low-level fox that needed to seduce ordinary men could not possibly have such a grandiose ability as an immortal body. Moreover, Ling Xiaoyue had said that this demon fox was only in the Qi Refining stage and was skilled in illusions.

So, the likelihood of being trapped in an illusion was high.

Facing the demon fox that was lunging at him for the fourth time, Fang Zhou began to think about how to break this illusion.

He was usually the one casting illusions on others. This was his first time falling under someone else's illusion.

While Fang Zhou was continuously smashing the demon fox in the illusion, the demon fox was also deeply trapped in the illusion.

The demon fox never expected that Fang Zhou would also use illusions. When it cast an illusion on Fang Zhou, he threw several illusions back at it, and they both fell into the illusion.

The demon fox did not realize that it was trapped in an illusion. It looked at the dazed Fang Zhou, revealing a flirtatious smile. This man was much better looking than Wang Minghong, making its heart itch, but it wondered if he was still a virgin.

However, it did not dare to let its guard down and continued to maintain the illusion. When it confirmed that Fang Zhou was deeply trapped in the illusion, the demon fox immediately pounced on Fang Zhou, laughing sinisterly, "I'll show you what I can do!"

...

In reality.

The Daoist apprentice observed from outside the courtyard for a while and noticed that Fang Zhou and the demon fox were both standing still, seemingly in a daze.

He recalled something his master once told him—that cultivators and demons could engage in soul battles, while their bodies remained motionless. If someone damaged their body at this time, their soul would also perish.

The Daoist apprentice realized his opportunity had come.

He climbed over the wall into the yard, approaching carefully. Seeing no reaction from Fang Zhou or the demon fox, he gradually grew bolder.

First, he walked up to the demon fox, waved his hand, and then walked up to Fang Zhou.

Looking at Fang Zhou's handsome face, the Daoist apprentice felt as if he had eaten a dozen lemons at once, so sour that his teeth were about to fall out.

"Humph, this flirtatious person surely often uses this face to hook up with women."

Angry and resentful, the Daoist apprentice pulled out a small dagger and pointed it at the Fang Zhou's face.

"Don't blame me. Blame yourself for looking better than me." he thought.

As the Daoist apprentice was contemplating how to scar Fang Zhou's face, he didn't notice the sinister smile suddenly appearing on the face of the demon fox behind him, which then lunged straight at him.

Caught completely off guard, he was knocked to the ground, nearly fainting from shock, struggling desperately.

"Let go of me, you demon fox! My master is nearby. What do you want to do?!"

"Don't—Aah!"

...

Fang Zhou finally thought of a way to break the illusion. Although he couldn't be sure it would work, it was worth a try.

He cast an illusion on himself.

The whole world suddenly twisted, two bizarre scenes entangled and tore at each other, all sorts of strange noises drilled into Fang Zhou's mind. It seemed as though someone was yelling in the distance, someone was whispering, crying, laughing, screaming, and so on. All these sounds mixed together.

Fang Zhou felt like his head was about to split open, and an irritation welled up from his heart. However, these strange sights and sounds quickly vanished, and the world returned to normal.

Fang Zhou broke free from the illusion, but before he could celebrate, he heard a noise.

He looked down and was so frightened that he jumped on the spot, leaping three feet high and far away.

"What the hell are you guys doing... damn, my eyes!!"

Fang Zhou felt like his eyes were going to be blinded by the scene. These two people, no, one person and a fox had gone mad. Even if they were infatuated with each other and couldn't help themselves, they should have picked the right time and place.

He couldn't bear to watch any longer and summoned Random Left Hand, smashing it down.

The fox demon, positioned above, was punched in the back by Random Left Hand. Aside from its illusion and wind-controlling techniques, this Qi Refining realm demon fox's didn't have exceptional strength. It was directly hit by the punch and spat out blood.

The punch woke the demon fox from its illusion. Just as it regained consciousness and still somewhat dazed, Fang Zhou's fist landed again, knocking it to the ground.

"Bang—"

A puff of green smoke emerged, and the fox demon's human form disappeared, revealing its true body—a yellow fox, slightly smaller than a hunting dog, with a big fluffy tail.

The demon fox glared at Fang Zhou hatefully and leaped into the air, flying towards the courtyard's exit.

"Trying to run?"

Random Left Hand couldn't reach it, so Fang Zhou, in his desperation, picked up the horse penis and forcefully threw it at the fox demon while enduring his headache to cast another illusion on it.

The fox was hit by the illusion and went into a stupor. Then, the horse penis, like lightning, shot forward, hitting its ass with a penetrating wound.

The fox demon crashed into the wall and fell to the ground. Its body twitched, and its two big eyes filled with humiliation and unwillingness.

Ark didn't expect his aim to be so good, and he couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief. Although the place where he hit was indecent, he knew that people who accomplish great things don't fuss over details.

He looked down at the Daoist apprentice, opened his mouth, unsure of what to say, and at this moment, he didn't know what kind of expression he should have.

The Daoist apprentice silently gathered his torn clothes and limped towards the exit of the courtyard.

Soon, Fang Zhou heard suppressed cries coming from outside the courtyard.