Urban Undying Lord
Chapter 607 - 607 626 Seeking Help

607: Chapter 626: Seeking Help 607: Chapter 626: Seeking Help “Ha, the fact that I, the great king, could take a fancy to a vixen like you is your honor.

If not for your being from the Qingqiu clan, based solely on how you’ve insulted me, you would have died under my Samadhi Fire long ago.”

Dressed in bright red clothes, with a ponytail pointing to the sky behind his head, Red Boy looked every bit the image of a seven or eight-year-old child.

His cultivation level was that of a Luotian Golden Immortal.

He held a Fire-tipped Spear in his hand, teasing and laughing with the young girl.

“Pah, you stinky brat still wet behind your ears, I would never become your robber bride,” Hu Mei’er rebuked sharply, her eyes burning with indignation as she glanced at Red Boy.

“You little wretch, say that again?”

Being called a stinky brat seemed to sting Red Boy; his childlike face cooled, and a hint of murderous intent gleamed in his eyes as he looked at the girl.

Red Boy!

The son of the Great Sage Who Pacifies Heaven, Bull Demon King, and Princess Iron Fan; he had even followed South Sea Guanyin in the past.

However, after the minor calamity of the Journey to the West, the Bull Demon King and Princess Iron Fan longed for their beloved child, which led to Red Boy’s return to their side.

Of course, the fact that Guanyin allowed Red Boy to return to his parents was also out of consideration for the Fighting Saint Buddha, after all, the Bull Demon King and the Fighting Saint Buddha were sworn brothers.

And since the Bull Demon King and his wife settled in Flame Mountain, partly due to their connection with the Fighting Saint Buddha, they were quite famous in the Western Continent, and ordinary people would not provoke them.

As the offspring of the two, Red Boy was naturally extremely mischievous and, due to his innate divine ability of the terrifying Samadhi Fire and his status as a Luotian Golden Immortal, no one dared to provoke him.

As the saying goes, it’s good to bask in the shade of a big tree; as time went by, thanks to the Fighting Saint Buddha, the Bull Demon King and his wife both stepped into the realm of the Daluo Golden Immortals, which only made Red Boy even more arrogant in the Western Continent, causing countless troubles.

The Bull Demon King and his wife being Daluo Golden Immortals and having the connection with the Fighting Saint Buddha meant that various Buddhas and Bodhisattvas were willing to turn a blind eye.

As long as Red Boy didn’t do anything too outrageous, they would let things slide, which at one point led to Red Boy’s lawlessness.

Half a year prior, when Red Boy was idle, he gathered various demons and held a grand cherry blossom feast.

At that banquet, he took a fancy to Hu Mei’er of the Qingqiu Fox Clan and wanted to make her his concubine.

Who knew that Hu Mei’er, so proud in nature, would refuse a kid like Red Boy?

Naturally, she refused him tactfully, which enraged Red Boy.

After the banquet, he pursued her relentlessly, coercing her into marrying him, leading to the scene unfolding now.

Although Red Boy seemed just a young lad, in reality, he had lived an exceptionally long life.

His cultivation of the Samadhi Fire meant that his physical form was forever that of a child, which was a great taboo in Red Boy’s heart.

Being called a kid by Hu Mei’er now was the exact provocation that angered Red Boy.

Accustomed to being insolent in the Western Continent, how could he tolerate the mockery from a little demon like Hu Mei’er?

“You little wretch, it’s your good fortune that I, the great king, have taken a fancy to you.

If you don’t marry me today, I will burn you alive.”

Boom!

The Samadhi Fire, capable of collapsing the void, was Red Boy’s innate divine ability.

When the Samadhi Fire surged around him, his might as a Luotian Golden Immortal pressed down on Hu Mei’er.

Hu Mei’er, merely at the Golden Immortal Realm, was no match for Red Boy, a Luotian Golden Immortal.

As she saw his wrathful outburst, her face turned pale in an instant, and a look of despair appeared in her eyes.

“Red Boy, I am a fox from the Qingqiu clan.

If you force me today, once the people of my clan learn of it, they will surely ascend Flame Mountain to seek justice from the Bull Demon King,” Hu Mei’er warned with a trembling voice.

“Hmph!”

Upon hearing Hu Mei’er’s words, Red Boy let out a cold snort, speaking dismissively, “My old man wouldn’t bother with such trifling matters.

I refuse to believe that a mere vixen could prompt the Qingqiu Fox Clan to come to Flame Mountain to accuse me of any wrongdoing.”

Red Boy chuckled coldly, holding his Fire-tipped Spear as he walked toward Hu Mei’er.

His originally innocent face now seemed somewhat fierce, the very image of a reckless and unruly brat.

“You…

Don’t come any closer.”

Hu Mei’er’s face paled, and she nervously reprimanded in a trembling voice.

She quickly pinched an Immortal Technique and conjured a auspicious cloud to escape toward the forest below.

“Dead girl, let’s see where you can run to.”

Red Boy’s mocking laughter continued as he beckoned his demon subordinates with his Fire-tipped Spear, pursuing the young girl leisurely, like a cat toying with a mouse.

…

The Lesser Swallow Mountain was not very big, nor was it a blessed land for Immortals; it was merely an ordinary range of mountains.

In the Western Continent, such a place was so unremarkable that not even demons would deign to occupy it.

After all, the mountain was too mundane and lacked any Spiritual Energy for one to absorb.

Thus, aside from a few unenlightened animals and birds, not a single human shape could be seen.

Hu Mei’er frantically ran through the forest, occasionally throwing out various Immortal Techniques.

Sometimes, she transformed into her original form, a Green Fox, and at other times she used Eye-blocking Techniques to turn herself into a small tree.

However, these petty tricks seemed nothing more than child’s play in Red Boy’s eyes.

“Run, run, let’s see where you can run to.”

Red Boy followed behind the girl at an unhurried pace, as if participating in a game of cat and mouse, his eyes occasionally flashing with a mocking glee.

Accompanied by the low growls and sinister laughter of the many demons behind him, this scene added greatly to Hu Mei’er’s terror.

“Damn it!”

Hu Mei’er’s face was deathly white, her lips tightly pressed together.

She turned into a streak of green light, escaping the forest, and soon found herself standing in a nameless valley.

“Ah?

Someone?”

Suddenly, Hu Mei’er cried out in surprise, for as she arrived at this valley, she saw a figure standing by a pond.

However, the dense mist obscured the figure, preventing her from clearly distinguishing whether it was a man or a woman.

But Hu Mei’er was from the Qingqiu Fox Clan, naturally intelligent and extraordinary.

Although she didn’t know who was before her, the mere fact that they appeared in such deep mountains and forests meant undoubtedly that the person was a Cultivator.

Hu Mei’er’s eyes gleamed, a hint of joy quietly spreading across her face.

Regardless of the person’s level of Cultivation, as long as they could buy her some time to hold off Red Boy, she would have a chance to seize the moment and flee.

“Daoist, save me.”

Hu Mei’er’s steps formed clouds as she appeared beside the pond, and Ye Xuan’s face entered her sight.

What a handsome young man!

Hu Mei’er was momentarily stunned upon seeing Ye Xuan’s face, a touch of reluctance flickering in her eyes.

But as she turned and saw Red Boy approaching the pond, the reluctance in her eyes faded away.

“An evil person is forcing me to marry him.

Please, big brother, save my life,” Hu Mei’er pleaded pitifully, her eyes moist like dew, her face filled with sorrow as she implored Ye Xuan for help.