Xue Qiu felt infinite disdain for the Heavenly Dao—was it really intimidated just because the ancestor raised a hand?
How many times had the ancestor beaten it before!
Truly, it's pathetically cowardly.
If the cultivators in the underground world saw this scene, their eyeballs might roll out of their sockets, and their reverence for the Heavenly Dao would likely plummet.
Wait a moment... this fox?
Xue Qiu's mind suddenly shifted, instantly turning to look at Su Qiuqiu.
Su Qiuqiu was shocked, so aggrieved that her white fur stood on end, crying out, "I don't know, I know nothing, I'm innocent... it's—it's my annoying younger brother!"
Bai Chuwei looked at Wuming with interest, don't you think it's amusing?
Five thousand years ago, the Fox Clan ancestor conspired with the Heavenly Dao during the war of gods, and now the people the Heavenly Dao contacts outside are mostly from the Fox Clan.
There's Su Qiuqiu, and Su Jing.
How could things be so coincidentally aligned?
