The Useless Heiress Is Actually A Bigshot
Chapter 360 - Chapter 360 Chapter 360 Hurry Over

Chapter 360: Chapter 360: Hurry Over Chapter 360: Chapter 360: Hurry Over At that moment, Zhong Niangyao was completely different from usual, exuding an aura fit for a king, looking down with lofty superiority at Hu Jiu, who lay on the ground. Her eyes held no warmth, as if Hu Jiu did not exist at all in her eyes.

With another gentle wave of her hand, Hu Jiu, who was still on the ground, was sent flying again, his injuries becoming even worse.

Hu Jiu looked at Zhong Niangyao, fear finally uncontrollably appearing in his eyes.

“Who are you? Who are you really?”

He was now certain, the Zhong Niangyao before him had really transformed into someone else. Otherwise, how could she have changed so drastically! Especially that strength of hers, it was completely inscrutable to him.

He was a fox spirit who had practiced for a thousand years, an almost invincible existence in the mortal world. Yet, the Zhong Niangyao before him completely suppressed him.

Moreover, this Zhong Niangyao had an indistinct aura about her that suppressed his bloodline, making him almost incapable of harboring any thoughts of resistance in her presence.

“You fiend, you are a thousand-year-old fox spirit. If you had diligently cultivated and followed the right path, you could have attained Dao soon,” Zhong Niangyao stood in mid-air, coldly looking down at Hu Jiu below her, “but now you’ve strayed, using the blood of virgins for cultivation. You have utterly disgraced the Fox Clan.”

“I am here today to act as heaven’s agent, to eliminate you, a scourge to our Fox Clan.”

Hu Jiu immediately caught the keywords, “Our? Fox Clan?”

“You are also from the Fox Clan, impossible, that’s impossible, there’s absolutely no trace of the Fox Clan’s aura on you.”

He knew from the moment he had captured Zhong Niangyao that the woman before him was just an ordinary human. No, perhaps it’s more accurate to say a human versed in mystical technique.

He was certain there was none of their Fox Clan’s bloodline in this woman. Otherwise, he would not have captured her. Even if he were deranged, he would not harm someone of his own kind.

Of course, that was provided there was no interest conflict between kindred. Otherwise, he couldn’t guarantee he wouldn’t make a move.

Zhong Niangyao ignored Hu Jiu’s ranting. Her eyes sharp, her aura suddenly underwent a radical transformation, her regal presence intensified. The breathtaking beauty of her face now held a stronger enchantment, risking that anyone who saw her might sink into oblivion. At that moment, she was even more captivating than Hu Jiu, himself a fox spirit.

Meanwhile, a bright red mark slowly emerged on her forehead, gradually becoming clear–it was a vibrant Red Spider Lily.

The bright Red Spider Lily, set against Zhong Niangyao’s face, made her appear ethereal and demonic, her features swirling with endless allure. Behind her, the phantoms of nine tails also appeared.

The immense nine tails did not distract from Zhong Niangyao but rather highlighted her peerless beauty and noble regal aura.

Seeing such a Zhong Niangyao, the severely injured Hu Jiu widened his eyes, his spirit nearly breaking, even his spoken words quivering, “Nine tails… it’s actually Nine tails.”

“Impossible, this is impossible. Since Your Highness perished, a Nine-tailed Spirit Fox should no longer appear in this world. How can this be?”

Although he kept denying it verbally, at that moment, Hu Jiu could already feel that strong suppression deep within his bloodline.

Before such a Zhong Niangyao, he could no longer muster any resistance. At this moment, even if Zhong Niangyao truly wanted him dead, he would not hesitate at all.

Such was the suppression of bloodlines, an insurmountable chasm forever.

Zhong Niangyao’s eyes didn’t even acknowledge Hu Jiu’s existence. She coldly extended her hand, intending to deliver the final blow to Hu Jiu.

Just at that moment, a voice rang out.

“Yaoyao!”

Following that voice, the coldness at the bottom of Zhong Niangyao’s eyes disappeared, as did the regal aura and enchanting allure around her; naturally, the Nine-tailed Spirit Fox behind her also vanished.

She closed her eyes and fell straight from mid-air.

However, she didn’t land on the ground, but instead into a warm embrace.

Feeling the warm breath and steady breathing from the arms around her, Lu Yichen’s previously uneasy heart finally began to settle.

He had clearly seen Zhong Niangyao’s just moment ago.

Yet, none of that mattered to him now. What was important was that Zhong Niangyao was in his arms, warm and alive; that was already enough.

A sense of fulfillment from having regained what was lost instantly filled Lu Yichen’s chest, adding a hint of warmth to his usually indifferent demeanor.

However, that warmth that had just arisen vanished instantly when he saw the glaring red at the corner of Zhong Niangyao’s mouth.

He lifted his gaze to look at Hu Jiu, who was lying not far away on the ground, his voice devoid of any warmth, “You injured Yaoyao.”

By now, Hu Jiu’s injuries were quite severe. He clutched at his chest, intending to speak, but couldn’t help coughing violently. Amid his coughs, blood mixed with bits of flesh spewed out.

Lu Yichen, holding Zhong Niangyao, slowly approached Hu Jiu step by step.

Each step he took on the ground seemed to stomp directly on Hu Jiu’s heart, his previous spirited demeanor gone, now replaced by sheer terror.

Watching Lu Yichen approaching steadily, he felt an urge to run away immediately. But due to the injuries on his body, not to mention fleeing, even moving was difficult.

In Hu Jiu’s frightened eyes, Lu Yichen, holding Zhong Niangyao, came up to him, his eyes looking at him as if looking at a dead man, “You, should, die!”

Every word weighed like a mountain, pressing directly onto Hu Jiu, making him feel breathless.

Now, he was like a puddle of mud, collapsed on the ground, anyone could step on him. He knew that all the meridians in his body were broken, and his internal organs were also displaced.

Now, even a three-year-old child could easily finish him off.

Lu Yichen just coldly watched Hu Jiu, without even lifting a hand.

“Ah–” A miserable scream emitted from Hu Jiu’s mouth.

He hadn’t uttered a sound when he suffered the severe injuries just now, but now he couldn’t help but let out a wretched scream.

The physical pain was bearable, but the soul-wrenching agony was driving him to collapse. He felt as if his soul might be torn apart at any moment by the man before him, even though it seemed like the man had done nothing.