A small, verdant hill.
From the outside, it was unremarkable, not even a place the men and women of the Capital City would choose for a spring outing.
In the center of the hill was a chamber about ten feet in diameter.
A fox sat cross-legged within the hollow, wisps of purple-gold energy swirling around its body.
Its expression was no different from a human's—sacred and solemn.
Even more eye-catching were the six fluffy, white tails drifting freely behind it.
If someone well-versed in the arts of fortune were present, they would surely recognize that the purple-gold energy was the National Fortune of Xuanyang.
This Fox Demon was, of course, the Six-tailed Immortal Fox that had stolen the national fortune.
That's right—it had hidden itself within the body of the hill.
The Six-tailed Fox slowly opened its eyes, a human-like smile spreading across its face.
'It's done!'
