I’m Really a Villain - Chapter 1234: Northern Hill Declares War, Descending upon White Emperor City

“How do we investigate again? The White Emperor’s tomb has already closed and needs to be worshipped again, and who would go?” Chu Feiyang’s series of questions left everyone silent.

“In my opinion, we shouldn’t think about White Emperor Mountain for now. In a few years, maybe that demon will leave.”

“Though that may be, Wang Nu of the Monster Temple possessed exceptional talent.

To die at his hands like this, we can’t just let it go,” the abbot of the Monster Temple said.

“That’s your concern. Our Chu Family won’t be involved in this,” Chu Feiyang replied directly.

The crowd argued for a bit, and eventually, they had no choice but to part unpleasantly.

“Is Dean Jiang also leaving?” Xu Zimei asked Jiang Mozi.

“There’s no reason to stay. This trip to the White Emperor was disappointing, but since no one else gained anything, I can accept it,” Jiang Mozi said with a smile.

“What are your plans, Young Master Xu?”

“I’m planning to leave and explore some sights,” Xu Zimei replied with a smile.

“If we meet again in the future and you have time, you’re always welcome at Seven Gods Academy,” Jiang Mozi said with a smile.

After parting from Jiang Mozi, Xu Zimei found Chu Feiyang and said with a smile, “Patriarch Chu, may I see Miss Ji’s body?”

“When we arrived, the body was already gone, just a pool of blood left,” Chu Feiyang replied.

“Oh, then excuse me,” Xu Zimei nodded and turned to leave.

After walking a few steps, he stopped again and asked with a smile, “May I know if the body of the North Hill Clan Leader is still here?”

Chu Feiyang was slightly startled but then replied, “It is, but the body must be handed over to the North Hill. It may not be appropriate for Young Master Xu to see it.”

Xu Zimei did not insist, and he turned away, his expression gradually turning indifferent.

“The death of the North Hill Clan Leader he cannot confirm, but the death of Ji Jiuning is definitely tied to the Chu Family.”

At this moment, far away in the realm of North Hill.

North Hill, the brightest place in Qi North Land.

Several statues of the North Fox stood tall here, gazing northwest, where the North Hill Star shines.

Fog enveloped the high slope; what was strange was that it was clearly daytime, yet North Hill was perpetually night.

No matter wind or rain, the stars in the sky always twinkled.

Beneath the high slope, countless foxes were kneeling in worship.

Leading the foxes was an imposing figure, with lush fur and azure eyes.

As blue as the sky itself.

The tip of its nose was slightly moist, glistening darkly.

“Clan Elder, there’s news from the Chu Family again. Sister Ji has also died,” a trembling voice said from below.

The foremost North Fox said nothing, but from the increasingly violent aura, it was clear.

At this moment, it was filled with anger.

The many North Foxes below dared not utter another word.

This group of kneeling North Foxes remained prostrate for an entire day until finally, the gate on the slope was opened.

The leading North Fox was the first to stand, awkwardly running up the hillside.

Upon entering, the place was enveloped in fog.

From here, the firmament seemed within reach, stars sprinkling down to form a pentagram on the ground.

Looking ahead, there were countless statues of North Foxes, lifelike and arranged in order.

This was the Forbidden Land of the fox clan, and even as a Clan Elder, it had never entered even once.

Before the North Fox could observe for too long, an ancient voice came from nearby.

“Yunfei, you’ve come.”

“Ancestor,” Ji Yunfei turned his head and quickly knelt down.

Seeing the other, his expression was tense and also shocked.

He knew this matter had alarmed the ancestor, but he hadn’t expected to disturb the eldest ancestor of the North Hill lineage.

The old man before him was one of the founders of North Hill, revered and worshiped by countless North Hill foxes.

Without it, there might not be the present North Hill.

“Rise,” the ancient voice said.

“Descendants dare not,” Ji Yunfei replied while prostrate on the ground.

“I am one near death, what is there to not dare?” the ancient voice chuckled.

“I am already aware of the disaster at North Hill this time.”

“I hope the ancestor will clarify,” Ji Yunfei replied.

“The daughter of the Chu Family Head has suffered from a dark illness since childhood, requiring the spirit of a White Fox as the main ingredient for her cure,” said the ancient voice.

“Their deaths are because of this matter.”

Th𝙞𝓈 𝖼h𝒶p𝑡єr 𝘪ʂ pοѕ𝕥ℯɗ bყ 𝒦ɩ𝐭ɛ𝐧𝐨𝐯𝗲𝙡

“As I thought, it’s the Chu Family,” Ji Yunfei said sternly, clenching his fists.

“Ancestor, what should we do about this?

Do we seek an explanation from the Chu Family, or shall we declare war directly?”

After speaking, there was no response for a long time.

When he slowly raised his head, the supposed ancestor was sitting there peacefully, already without breath.

“De-dead,” Ji Yunfei’s voice trembled as he spoke.

“The ancestor knew his time was near and used his last lifespan to forcefully break the mysteries of heaven and deduce causality.”

Amid the mist, another voice spoke.

“Now that fate is exhausted, let him rest in peace.

The ancestor lived for North Hill, and died for North Hill as well.

Alas, alas!”

“Ancestor, your righteousness,” Ji Yunfei bowed three times toward the front.

Finally, he stood and solemnly said, “The death of the North Hill cannot be in vain.”

With these words, he walked step by step out of the Forbidden Land.

The morning in White Emperor City was just as usual.

The sect leaders and abbots of several major forces were ready to leave; each force had lost their most elite disciples this time, and naturally, they were not happy.

In front of the Chu Family, Chu Feiyang saw everyone off at his family’s doorstep.

“Brother Chu, until we meet again.”

“Dean Wu, do visit my Ciyuan Temple if you have a chance!”

Everyone was bidding farewell, and at this moment, they all seemed to sense something and looked up toward the position of the firmament.

The previously calm firmament was now stirring with wind and clouds.

In the midst of the storm, a giant shadow of a White Fox appeared in the void.

“The people of North Hill have arrived,” someone muttered.

In the next moment, countless roars of White Foxes echoed across the firmament, resounding throughout the entire White Emperor City.

In the firmament, the figures of thousands of White Foxes could be seen.

“So it’s Ancestor Yunfei, long time no see,” Chu Feiyang was the first to react, smiling as he went to meet them.

“Clan Leader Chu, one can never know the heart,” Ji Yunfei said in a low voice.

“For your daughter’s illness, you still sacrificed the lives of my North Fox.”

As his voice fell, everyone was astonished, while Chu Feiyang’s face changed dramatically.

“Today, my North Hill hereby declares war against your Chu Family, to the end!”

Inside the Chu Family, in a secluded small courtyard.

A little girl was sitting between two trees, swinging on a swing, her expression very excited.

Xu Zimei stood leaning against a tree.

“Big Brother, where did you come from?” the little girl asked.

“From a very far place,” Xu Zimei replied.

“When will you leave?” the little girl asked again.