Flying Fox Heavenly Sword [portable] -

A figure dropped silently from the cliff—not falling, but gliding. Black silks billowed like membranous wings. His master, Wei “Flying Fox” Chen, had taught him the Nine Skies Sword Art . Now, the Fox’s eyes glowed crimson with forbidden qi.

“Fool!” Wei hissed, fangs sinking toward Li’s throat. flying fox heavenly sword

The Fox screamed. His borrowed souls fled like startled bats, black and shrieking. His body crumbled, then dissolved into silver dust. A figure dropped silently from the cliff—not falling,

Wei laughed, a sound like bat squeaks echoing through caves. He lunged. Wei “Flying Fox” Chen

As the last echo faded, Li Ming caught something: a single, small fox skull, clean as polished jade. He tucked it into his sash.