The White Fox Cub Assisting in the Spiritual Realm of Divine Powers

Gu Changyuan's mind stirred slightly, and a transparent, spherical shield shimmering with a faint silver-gray halo completely enveloped him and the girls.

The shield isolated the biting cold and violent wind pressure from the outside world. The internal temperature was pleasant and steady, not even affecting their view of the magnificent and desolate world of ice and snow outside.

After flying for about an hour, Gu Changyuan, who was advancing at high speed, suddenly twitched his brow. His perception clearly detected an unusually intense and chaotic spiritual energy fluctuation coming from far below ahead.

His divine sense swept out instantly, bringing the scene below clearly into his eyes.

In a relatively open ice valley, a chaotic battle was taking place.

The combatants were all powerful native spiritual beasts of this ice field:

One side consisted of three massive Polar Tyrant Bears covered in thick snow-white fur with tusks like halberds.

The other side was more than ten agile, entirely silver-white Howling Snow Ice Wolves with fierce eyes.

And the third party consisted of two giant Ice Heaven Snow Foxes, whose fur was as pure white as snow, but who were now bathed in blood and covered in wounds.

The two snow foxes were clearly exhausted, dripping with blood and covered in claw and bite marks, having already lost their lives.

Gu Changyuan's gaze swept past the fighting beast pack and fell on the center of the two white fox corpses.

Curled up was a shivering, flawlessly snow-white little fox, about the size of three adult human palms.

Surprisingly, although the little fox was terrified, its body naturally emitted a very faint but essentially extraordinary pale silver halo, forming a miniature domain about three feet in diameter.

Gu Changyuan keenly perceived that this domain seemed slightly different. The spiritual energy was exceptionally active and condensed, faintly possessing the wondrous effect of accelerating comprehension and nourishing the divine soul.

A domain-type innate divine ability, and an extremely rare, top-tier domain for assisting cultivation.

A trace of surprise flashed across Gu Changyuan's eyes.

Such divine abilities were rare even among the demon race, and its value in some aspects far exceeded a powerful semi-immortal artifact.

The fundamental difference between the demon race and spiritual beasts lay in shape-shifting—the demon race had the potential to shape-shift into human form from birth through their own cultivation; while spiritual beasts, without the help of spiritual items, could never shape-shift in their entire lives.

Although both naturally possessed divine abilities, the divine abilities of spiritual beasts were mostly superficial, far inferior to those of the demon race.

However, the little white fox before him was an exception.

No wonder the two groups of spiritual beasts were desperately fighting for this little fox. It was probably not just for hunting or territorial disputes, but more out of coveting this cub with infinite potential.

At this moment, the three tyrant bears and the dozen or so ice wolves seemed to have temporarily put aside their siege on the snow foxes and were fiercely slaughtering each other, clearly intending to decide the victor first before determining the ownership of the little fox.

No matter which side won, the fate of this little white fox, who had lost its parents' protection and harbored a supreme treasure, would not be good.

It would either be kept in captivity as a spoil of war to exploit its divine ability, or be accidentally killed in the aftermath of the battle.

Gu Changyuan instantly made a decision in his heart.

He was not a bleeding heart, but encountering such a uniquely talented little creature in a desperate situation, saving it in passing was merely lifting a finger for him.

Moreover, this little white fox's divine ability domain was quite valuable, and bringing it back might become a source of assistance in the future.

Wait here for a moment.

Gu Changyuan instructed Bai Ling'er and the others, and his figure disappeared from the shield.

The next moment—

Boom!!!

Like a falling meteor, Gu Changyuan's figure crashed down with terrifying momentum, landing with absolute precision right in the center of the chaotic battle circle of the tyrant bears and ice wolves.

He didn't use any flashy spells, just pure physical impact wrapped in extreme kinetic energy and a trace of chaotic aura.

Bang! Bang! Bang!...

Centered on his landing point, the thick ice, snow, and permafrost within a radius of nearly a hundred meters violently exploded upward, turning into a ring-shaped shockwave mixed with ice, snow, and frozen soil fragments that swept outward.

And those tyrant bears and ice wolves caught in the explosion range were instantly torn apart and crushed by this overwhelmingly powerful impact before they could even let out a scream, their massive bodies thrown flying and shattered.

Boiling blood and shattered internal organs and bone fragments splashed like ink, dyeing the surrounding pristine white snow into a dazzling scarlet.

With just one strike, the three Tribulation Crossing Realm tyrant bears and the dozen or so Tribulation Crossing and Soul Formation Realm ice wolves were completely annihilated.

The snow dust slowly settled.

Gu Changyuan stood exactly where he was, completely spotless, not even the corner of his clothes lifted.

His calm gaze swept over the two giant snow foxes that had already breathed their last, without much fluctuation in his eyes.

Life and death are determined by fate. Let alone in this ice and snow world, it was the norm in the entire Jiuxiao Realm.

He took a step forward and instantly appeared beside the corpses of the two snow foxes.

With a casual wave of his right hand, a gentle force moved the two giant, still-warm fox corpses a few yards away, revealing the center they had fought to the death to protect.

That little white fox, curled into a ball, eyes tightly shut, its fluffy fur trembling slightly from fear.

The moment the fox corpses were moved away, Gu Changyuan's fingertips twitched slightly, copying and simulating the aura of the two adult snow foxes.

He slowly squatted down, his movements gentle, and reached out a hand to gently support the little white fox.

The little white fox seemed to sense the approach of that familiar and reassuring aura. Its tightly closed eyelashes fluttered a few times, and it cautiously opened a slit.

Reflected in its clear eyes was an unfamiliar yet mild-mannered human face, along with that same-kind aura around him that made it feel incredibly attached and safe.

It didn't scream or struggle; it merely let out a faint, almost inaudible whimper filled with grievance and reliance, and then submissively, even proactively, shrank into Gu Changyuan's warm palm.

The corners of Gu Changyuan's mouth curled into an extremely faint arc. He carefully gathered this soft and warm little thing into his arms, and used his other hand to gently stroke its snow-white fur, which was as smooth as satin.

The little white fox seemed to enjoy it immensely, even burrowing deeper into his embrace.

Gu Changyuan slowly rose into the air, holding the little white fox.

He looked down at the two snow fox corpses below, which had lost their lives but still maintained a protective posture, and his heart stirred slightly.

He did not land; with a slight shift of his mind, the ice and snow in that area below seemed to come alive, beginning to slowly flow and gather.

Layers of drifting snow covered the two giant fox corpses, gently wrapping and burying them, ultimately forming two small, pure snow mounds in the ice valley.

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, rest in peace here.

This was perhaps the last bit of insignificant kindness he could offer to these parents who protected their cub until death.