"Full-fledged Mahayana!"
"His physique is also extremely vigorous. It is clear that the extent of his body's cultivation alone has reached frightening heights!"
The Sixth Elder of the Green Hill Foxes was Mahayana-advanced. He had assumed the appearance of a middle-aged man, although both his nose and ears retained fox traits and there were several red whiskers over his mouth.
The Seventh Elder—the youthful looking vixen—was a complete textbook definition of 'fox spirit'. The think silk dress she wore kept swaying as the wind moved, her stunning figure revealed from time to time… whatever could be shown was shown, and while what should not be was shown a little too.
It was especially the case for her woolly tail, which swayed left to right mischievously, prompting an impulse to tear it out.
