Chapter 431: Chapter 51: Ancestor of Green Tea The surrounding mist gradually dispersed.
As the group passed through the bamboo forest ahead, a garden with an obvious Fusang style appeared before their eyes.
"A barrier?"
Duncan looked at the small bridges and flowing water around, and the distant pavilions, nodding in approval: "Nicely built."
Yuzaoqian revealed a hint of pride, arrogantly glancing at the nearby Yama, and said with a smiling face: "Your Majesty overpraises."
"It’s just a trivial array."
This thing is called an Alternate Dimension in the West, equivalent to a mage’s Seven-Ring Mansion Technique.
Generally, only relatively powerful monsters can set it up, usually to serve as their abode, and it’s not considered any remarkable Divine Power. The truly great Grotto Heaven Blessed Lands are much larger than this. The Eastern Grotto Heaven Blessed Land corresponds to the Western Semi-planar, often as large as a country.
In Strange Tales, the abodes of mountain spirits and wild monsters that confuse people are basically illusions, and upon seeing through them, they are just random graveyards, equivalent to illusionary mirages.
But the Nine-tailed Fox’s abode is entirely real.
Beside her, the Rakshasa Yama showed a hint of disdain, curled her lips, and muttered softly: "A whiff of fox spirit’s musk."
"Your Majesty."
"If you have some leisure, you can visit my Netherworld, it’s much quieter than here."
The Nine-tailed Fox didn’t get angry, still smiling, but her words pierced the heart like a knife, softly saying: "Indeed, Yellow Springs Netherworld, demons dance in chaos, Night Parade of Hundred Demons."
"Truly peaceful."
This one sentence set the Rakshasa Yama off, and as a cold gleam flashed, a demonically charged katana appeared in her hand.
It seemed this sword was also a formidable demon.
The alluring and enchanting Yuzaoqian looked a bit startled, unintentionally hiding behind Duncan, as if fearing Yama would suddenly attack her.
Sure enough, Duncan immediately scolded: "Put the sword away."
Yama gritted her teeth with hatred, this seductive fox had just fought her with a Jade Ruler not long ago, for three hundred rounds, and today, she acted like a harmless little demon. Sooner or later, she had to expose her fox tail.
After the Nine-tailed Fox crossed to Fusang, she had been beating up all sorts of folks along the way.
She nearly earned the title of Demon King.
Yuzaoqian fundamentally wasn’t afraid of Yama. Though her power had greatly waned, teasing a Rakshasa Demoness was no big deal. If it were the Ancient Era, Yama wouldn’t even have the standing to speak in her presence.
But times have changed.
Thousands of years ago, the Egyptian gods were still unmatched, yet now anyone could conquer Egypt.
The mummies were almost all eaten by Europeans.
The four ancient civilizations, Ancient Egypt’s gone, the Egyptian gods are no more, Ancient Babylon need not be mentioned, all the gods are dead, Gilgamesh too is pitiable, Ancient India even more so, with the caste system emerging.
The number one Root World doesn’t mean the older, the stronger, you must be ancient and strong now too.
Avalon’s Guardian Fairy clung to Duncan, rising together, else they’d just be at the big demon level.
Yama, somewhat reluctantly, put away the demon sword, crossing it in her arms against her chest, revealing her ample bosom. The scabbard nestled right in the deep cleavage, momentarily relying on her inherent seductive looks and extraordinary stature to match the Nine-tailed Fox toe-to-toe, as she just stared quietly, with a contemptuous snort.
Oh dear.
Someone dared to show off their figure in front of me?
Yuzaoqian smiled without speaking, gesturing the fox demons serving by her side to present the fragrant tea and desserts, and personally offering it to Duncan when he sat down. She gracefully knelt before Duncan like a Dahe Fuzi, and as she bowed, the luxurious kimono draped slightly, revealing a streak of stunningly delicate white, far beyond what mutton-fat jade could describe. In shape and fullness, it was nothing short of perfect, the pinnacle of human beauty.
Such charm, such posture, standing still was enough to enchant the heart.
Yama immediately felt deflated.
Can’t compare.
No match at all.
This sly fox is too seductive! Her every move exists to captivate men!
Enchantingly beautiful.
Sorry, this term was designed for the Nine-tailed Fox. "Enchantingly beautiful" originally meant a country falling due to a woman’s beauty, now often describing a woman’s extreme beauty.
Beautiful enough to topple a country, a term created for her?
When it comes to beauty, she feared none!
Unapologetically, any sunken fish, fallen geese, eclipsed moon, or ashamed flowers must step aside before her.
She only needed to stand there to pose an enchantingly beautiful figure.
"Your Majesty."
Yuzaoqian respectfully poured Duncan a cup of fragrant tea, raising it with both hands: "Please."
When she composed herself, she was as graceful and beautiful as a nation’s queen.
A subtle fragrance wafted over.
Duncan hesitated slightly, and had to marvel in his heart, worthy of a fox spirit, the Eastern demonesses far more intriguing than the Western fairies.
The ancestors played extravagantly, you just thought they were conservative.