Chapter 903: A Generation Worn Away! (Double-Length)

“Is there any way?” After listening, Song Changming asked directly.

Right now, knowing the cause was secondary; the key was how to resolve the problem.

“We can only reshape the balance.” Xi Yanxue reached out and gently stroked Su Qingqing’s smooth long hair to calm her.

“Madam means that if we now strengthen the Demon Race cultivation, this balance problem can be solved?” Song Changming confirmed.

“At the very least, she must cultivate Great Demon Power before she can continue her Martial Tao cultivation.” Xi Yanxue nodded as she spoke.

“Will there be enough time?” Song Changming couldn’t help but voice his concern. Since it involved Su Qingqing’s life and death, he was naturally very invested.

“As long as Qingqing stays on Fox Mountain from now on, I can keep her safe.” Xi Yanxue promised.

Hearing this, Song Changming finally let out a breath of relief.

No matter what, as Su Qingqing’s birth mother, Xi Yanxue had this confidence that she could protect Su Qingqing, so Song Changming naturally felt at ease.

When he withdrew his portion of Master’s Power from Su Qingqing’s body, Xi Yanxue injected her Demon Power into Su Qingqing. The Divine Fox bloodline flowed in both of them, so Xi Yanxue’s Demon Power could temporarily help Su Qingqing maintain this balance.

Everything would be resolved once Su Qingqing cultivated Great Demon Power; the problem would be solved with ease.

“This time I failed to live up to Madam’s instructions and did not take proper care of Qingqing. If Madam wishes to blame someone, I will accept it.” Song Changming said, somewhat ill at ease.

“Young Master, please don’t say that. How could this be your fault…” Hearing this, Su Qingqing grew anxious at once.

“This matter is caused by Qingqing’s constitution and truly has nothing to do with Young Master Song. On the contrary, the fact that Young Master Song safely brought Qingqing back to Fox Mountain is something I must thank Young Master for.” As Xi Yanxue spoke, she rose and gave Song Changming a formal bow.

“I can’t accept this.” Song Changming waved his hand.

“Young Master, this bow is not only to express my thanks, but also to ask that Young Master lend a hand over the coming days.” Xi Yanxue said as she straightened up.

Next she would go into seclusion with Su Qingqing and could not be disturbed.

Even though they were on Fox Mountain, she still didn’t feel completely at ease, and hoped that Song Changming would protect the mother and daughter for a period of time.

Over these years, Song Changming’s strength and reputation had already spread far and wide.

Not only in the Three Human States; in the Six States of the Demon Realm as well, Song Changming’s illustrious name was as well-known as thunder.

Xi Yanxue naturally also knew of Song Changming’s various deeds over these years. With a Human Race expert like Song Changming guarding them, she could be that much more at ease.

“No problem.” After hearing this, Song Changming agreed on the spot.

Once she had settled the matter of Su Qingqing in her heart, Xi Yanxue finally had the mind to look at He Ya, who had been quietly following behind Song Changming all this time.

“Madam need not harbor too much wariness toward her. I can vouch for her, and she long ago left the Thunder Wheel Tiger Race…” Song Changming clearly explained He Ya’s past in detail.

Upon learning that He Ya had not only left the Tiger Race but had become mortal enemies with them, Xi Yanxue naturally trusted Song Changming and also trusted her own daughter. Only then did she set aside her wariness toward this little tigress He Ya, agreeing that He Ya could also enter and leave Fox Mountain under Song Changming’s name.

After that, Xi Yanxue went to several other peaks of Fox Mountain to inform the other Fox Race members of her impending seclusion. Once she finished her instructions and returned, she did not delay any further and directly pulled Su Qingqing with her into the depths of the Crystal Palace cave-dwelling.

Song Changming, meanwhile, remained on Fox Mountain for the time being.

He had the Copper Mirror in hand and could traverse between the two places, so even while he was on Fox Mountain, he could come and go to Cui Bai Dao at any time and would not delay any matters.

If Cui Bai Dao needed him to return during this period, it was only a matter of stepping through a Light Gate.

“Young Master, these sweets are for you, please enjoy.” A few Little Demons of the Fox Race carried trays of exquisitely delicate pastries over and set them down on the crystal table before Song Changming.

“Young Master, and this Ice Crystal Brew as well—this was personally ordered by the Divine Fox.”

“Thank you for your trouble.” Song Changming nodded.

“Young Master is an honored guest of Fox Mountain. Madam said that all formalities must be thorough and there must not be the slightest neglect!” The Little Demon of the Fox Race twitched her large fox ears lightly; her delicate little face was full of seriousness.

As if properly entertaining Song Changming was a matter of utmost importance.

Watching these Fox Race Little Demons sway their slender waists as they left, He Ya didn’t know what she was thinking; she subconsciously glanced at her own broad waist, covered in Armor.

“He Ya, have a taste. The pastries and this brew here are truly top-notch.” Song Changming said.

Besides cultivation, Xi Yanxue had another hobby—sweets. She had spent no small effort researching and refining recipes for them, so in this cave-dwelling, pastries and sweet wine were second to none.

Hearing this, He Ya’s eyes lit up at once.

“Yes, Young Master.”

After answering, He Ya sat down and began tasting them without restraint.

“Well?”

“Delicious…”

A faint, delighted blush appeared on He Ya’s snow-white cheeks.

“I knew it.” Song Changming couldn’t help but smile.

Coincidentally, this little tigress He Ya by his side was also someone who loved sweets.

This was a preference she had developed after coming to the Song Mansion, when she first tasted desserts.

Song Changming pushed several large plates of pastries in front of him over to He Ya, letting her enjoy them as she pleased.

He, on the other hand, took out a few Talisman Tao scriptures, sipping wine as he read them carefully.

Thirty years had passed; his attainment in the Talisman Tao was now indeed, as Qian Yuan had said, at Level Seven.

He was even at a Level Seven bottleneck. As long as he could grasp a single Tier Eight Rune, he could fulfill the conditions for advancing to Level Eight Talisman Tao.

It sounded easy, but in practice, mastering a Tier Eight Rune was anything but simple.