Qin Feng beckoned the little fox with a casual gesture, saying softly, "Come back." He had noticed that this little fox possessed a considerable level of intelligence and should be able to understand him.
The little fox paused for a moment, its eyes revealing a hint of human-like helplessness. Then, it raised its tiny paw and nudged it in gratitude towards Qin Feng. However, it intended to leave; it truly could not stay here any longer, as that would only endanger the two people present.
Seeing the little fox's actions, Qin Feng's eyes brightened. Could this little creature be a fox spirit? He squinted slightly and suddenly raised his hand, a shadow flickering across it.
The little fox's fur bristled in alarm as it stared in terror at the Little Black Snake before it, its body trembling uncontrollably, nearly collapsing to the ground. The fear in the little fox's eyes was palpable; this Black Snake was far more terrifying than the one that had chased it before.
Qin Feng did not expect the little fox to be so frightened by his Black Snake. He couldn't help but smirk; it seemed he had overestimated things, thinking this little fox might be some Great Demon, only to find out otherwise.
With a thought, the Black Snake's tail suddenly elongated, coiling around the little fox and lifting it into the air before dropping it at Qin Feng's feet. The little fox dared not resist; it knew that any movement could lead to its demise.
With a swift motion, the Black Snake landed in Qin Feng's palm, coiling its body and raising its head to flick its tongue like a real snake. The little fox stared at Qin Feng in disbelief, trembling as it pointed at the snake and then at him, its lips quivering as if trying to say something.
Qin Feng glanced at the little fox and said indifferently, "This is my pet. Do you have any objections?" He intended to keep his cultivation of dragon-raising techniques under wraps.
The little fox gulped hard and suddenly spoke up, "What? Such a powerful snake demon is your pet?" Its voice was melodious, like the song of a golden oriole.
Qin Feng was taken aback and exclaimed in surprise, "You can actually talk?"
At that moment, the little fox's emotions stabilized. It cast a respectful glance at the Black Snake before whispering, "I have already transformed; why wouldn't I be able to speak?"
"Oh, you've transformed? Then show me what you look like as a human," Qin Feng said with keen interest.
The little fox shook its head and said, "Not now, I'm injured, and it's hard for me to mobilize my magical power."
Qin Feng sighed in disappointment, realizing that he wouldn't get to see how the fox spirit transformed into a human after all. His eyes flickered as he suddenly spoke up, "Tell me about your cultivation levels."
The little fox was taken aback and looked at Qin Feng with a strange expression. "You actually don’t know?" It was puzzled; how could someone who had cultivated such a powerful Great Demon King not know about cultivation levels?
Indeed, in the little fox's perception, the Black Snake before it was a demon king, and a very powerful one at that. The little fox glanced at the Black Snake and shivered slightly before hurriedly saying, "As far as I know, those who haven't transformed are all considered Little Demons. Only after transformation can one be regarded as a Great Demon. Then comes the Golden Core Stage, which is referred to as the demon king. You should be a Golden Core Stage demon king, Black Snake."
As it said this, it cast another fearful glance at the Black Snake and added with confusion, "But I've never seen a Little Demon king of this size before. Can I ask if you've reached the Golden Core Stage?"
Qin Feng narrowed his eyes. A Golden Core Stage demon king? That seemed a bit weak. The Black Snake had divine abilities; he wondered if it could fight above its level. He had never tested it, so he wasn't sure.
"Well, it should be," he replied casually. "What about the levels beyond that?"
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