“Vastspace Mountain and the Timelight Tower are both in here, aren’t they?” Lu Yun undid the Bell of Chaos and placed it around the little fox’s neck again.

“You aren’t mad, are you?” Venturing a hesitant question, the little fox neither admitted nor denied things.

“What would I be mad about?” Lu Yun rubbed his knuckles hard into her head.

Tushan… was the sovereign of Qingqiu Mountain. Not only was she the matriarch of the Qingqiu foxes, she was also the leader of all monster spirits in the great wilderness. It wasn’t an exaggeration for later generations to deem her the monster spirit ancestor.

Current monster spirits were just splitting off from gremlins and sprites. They weren’t their own race yet,...