Chapter 74: The Demon Realm – x_

Foxui’s pair of fox eyes drooped listlessly as he carried Sang Chu, who had been thrown aside, and walked away.

Seeing that he still hadn’t gone to save his precious darling, Lang Mou roared in fury, his thick tail slamming hard against the ground. “What are you hesitating for?! I told you to save my darling!”

Only then did Foxui snap back to his senses. He hurriedly turned around, but it was already too late.

Lightning, fire, and water—four little deer transformed into a heavenly net, trapping him in place.

“What is this?!”

Sang Chu slowly stood up, casually wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth. “A big gift for you!”

As she spoke, she pulled out the Fire Jade Fan. Foxui immediately recognized her. “It’s you! You’re Sang Chu!”

“That’s right, Father. You didn’t expect the trap you set would be used on yourself, did you?”

“Heavenly Illusion!”

With a shout, Sang Chu quickly waved the fan in her hand. A white light burst forth like a fierce wind, instantly enveloping her.

Flames ignited on Foxui’s body, and hundreds of fireballs shot toward Sang Chu.

But in the next second, she vanished.

Foxui didn’t dare let his guard down, staying alert on all sides.

But unexpectedly, young Lang Mou charged straight at her.

Lang Mou’s sharp claws slashed down at Sang Chu.

At that moment, Da Tian, who had completely broken free from the seal’s control, rushed forward in a flash.

With a flick of his sleeve, a golden light directly blocked Lang Mou’s claw, which was condensed with demonic power.

“Fellow Daoist, let’s subdue Lang Mou together!”

Sang Chu calmly stepped out from behind the stone, smiling faintly.

At the same time, the folding fan in her hand transformed into a long whip, blazing with fire and crackling with lightning.

Rabbit You, watching from the shadows, said to Sang Chu in her mind: [A-Chu, the space-time management has finally given us an answer. Capturing Lang Mou is worth a thousand points. If you can capture Lang Mou, Foxui, and the Sky Wolf Demon Fox Lang, you’ll earn a total of several thousand points and become a certified space-time traveler.]

Points are currency here, and the only way to level up is by completing missions assigned by the space-time bureau—there’s no way to pay to win.

After learning this, Sang Chu’s gaze toward Lang Mou changed.

She’d thought it would take a long time to become a certified traveler, but now she realized that, in this dangerous system, many travelers died every year—some didn’t even get certified before dying. And certification also required a lot of points.

These points could only be earned by completing missions. But now, as long as she captured these three, she could get certified! No more worrying about points!

Lang Mou glared at Sang Chu, not understanding why this little human cub was looking at him like he was some kind of commodity.

“Courting death!”

With a furious roar, his massive body lunged at Sang Chu.

But she simply raised her long whip.

Lang Mou slapped the whip aside with his paw.

Flames clung to his fur, but he just sneered, casually shook his paw, and the fire was instantly extinguished.

He looked at Sang Chu with contempt. “Petty tricks!”

With that, he quickly swiped his claws at her. Da Tian, one hand wielding his sleeve and the other his sword, joined the attack.

Suddenly—

Lang Mou’s body froze for a moment.

It worked!

Sang Chu smiled slightly. Taking advantage of Da Tian’s attack, she immediately made her move.

The wood spirit quietly slipped behind him, stabbing a sharp thorn directly into the back of his neck.

Lang Mou howled in pain.

At that moment, all the fox and sky wolf demons who had been controlled by the spell instantly collapsed, as if their strings had been cut.

At first, they seemed confused.

Da Tian frowned and quickly retreated.

He hadn’t expected Lang Mou to break free from the spell.

Sang Chu coldly shouted to Ni Yu and the others, “Shoot!”

After giving the order, she quickly retreated, flames in her hands.

The four of them fired wildly at the demon clan’s crazed warriors.

But their weapons couldn’t pierce Lang Mou’s physical defenses—couldn’t do any real harm.

Lang Mou glared at Sang Chu. “You little brat, when I catch you, I’ll make you wish you were dead!”

Sang Chu sneered. “You can only dream!”

She glanced at Da Tian, who nodded slightly, his gaze fixed on Lang Mou.

With a loud bang—

Foxui suddenly broke free from the net.

His fur was scorched black and patchy, the once smooth and soft coat now ragged and wild.

Foxui’s expression was ugly, but his voice remained calm. “I really underestimated you.”

He quickly formed a seal with his hands. Behind him, his nine tails slowly unfurled like nine streams of fire, each tail blazing, illuminating the once-dark wilderness as bright as day.

Sang Chu gripped her long whip, standing tall and cold.

She kept calculating the time. Even if she couldn’t capture all three, as long as she got one, there would be experts to deal with the rest!

Sang Chu raised her whip again, a mocking smile curling at her lips. “Foxui, underestimating people comes with a price!”

As her words fell, she darted at Foxui like a panther, her whip tracing a sharp arc through the air.

Foxui sneered, his nine tails behind him moving like living things, meeting Sang Chu’s whip head-on.

Time ticked by, second by second.

Sang Chu stared fiercely at Foxui, refusing to let go, though her hands were trembling.

Her energy was running low.

But the difference between her and a true expert was that their power seemed endless, while hers was almost depleted...

Sang Chu clenched her fists unwillingly, silently calculating her remaining strength.

Da Tian was held back by Lang Mou. Even if he wanted to help Sang Chu, he was powerless.

Ni Yu and the others wanted to help too, but they were terrified of the demon clan’s wildness.

[Little Rabbit, how long until the space-time train arrives?]

Rabbit You replied in a low voice, [About a minute, it’s almost here. Hold on a little longer!]

Sang Chu nodded, quickly pulling out a small healing device and strapping it to her hand, setting it to high-speed healing mode.

[My life is in your hands now. You must hold on!]

With that, she suddenly ran toward Lang Mou.

Even Da Tian was shocked. “What are you doing?!”

Sang Chu didn’t answer him. Instead, as if courting death, she formed wooden vines with her hands and sent them toward Lang Mou. He sneered.

“Courting death!”

Lang Mou roared, stomping on Sang Chu’s vines.

A sky wolf shadow flashed out, biting Sang Chu’s neck.

Blood poured out, and in a place no one could see, the small healing device was desperately working to heal her wound.

“Little Daoist friend!”

Da Tian’s face changed drastically as he rushed to save her, but Foxui intercepted him.

Five, four, three, two, one...

It’s here!

The train whistle sounded!

They could already see the train approaching from far to near.

Sang Chu smiled grimly, lowering her head.

She transformed her whip into vines and attacked Foxui.

He only glanced at Sang Chu, carelessly stepping on the vines.

At that instant, her spiritual power wrapped around the vines and tightly bound his feet.

Just as Da Tian’s whip was about to strike Foxui—

He disappeared...

Da Tian stared dumbfounded at the ground where Foxui had just been struck. “Huh? Huh? Where’s Foxui?!”