"What! Lost your warhorse, and that's all you've got!" I tried to provoke him! In my understanding, Orcs usually have fiery tempers.

"Relax!" The Orc Warchief seemed to see through my intentions: "They won't get away. Kill you first, and I can still catch them afterward, it's all the same!"

"What an audacious claim!" I didn't give up on enraging him: "If you only have the skill you just showed, killing me is impossible!"

"Interesting!" The Orc Warchief regarded me with unhurried patience: "I can see you really want me to lose my temper! However, I shall deliberately deny you that satisfaction!"

"Blast it! Are you even an Orc!" This time it was my turn to look aghast: "Aren't all Orcs simple-minded blockheads!"

"Wrong, wrong, wrong!" The Orc Warchief held up two fingers on his right hand and shook them: "What you speak of are common Orcs. But I am of the Orcish royalty, the current Beast Emperor's eldest son, the future Beast Emperor! If I lacked this level of composure, how could I contend with you cunning humans!"

"No way! My luck is this bad!" I looked utterly defeated: "To run into an Orc more sly than a fox!"

"Sly fox!" The Orc Warchief seemed momentarily puzzled: "Is that a specific tribe among the Orcs! It sounds like you humans hold this tribe's wisdom in high regard! But why have I never heard of them?"

There's a way in! Hearing this, a secret joy bloomed in me. Heh, so this Orc Prince wasn't completely impervious. I silently analyzed that besides immense martial power, Orcs seemed to have few other specializations, and low intelligence must be the general rule among them. Consequently, Orcs with transcendent intelligence would be far rarer and more precious than those with great strength! Thus, for millennia, besides pursuing formidable power, the Orc clan had also focused on making their kin a bit smarter. After all, centuries of warfare had shown that confronting cunning humans required more than just valor and brute force! Of course, these analyses borrowed somewhat from depictions of Orc tribes in other fantasy novels; I wasn't sure of the exact accuracy, but it was probably close!

Haha, so the Orcs now pursued transcendent wisdom over sheer martial might. No wonder he took such an interest in a casual complaint I let slip.

Heh! Since you're interested in this topic, I don't mind chatting with you fiercely for a while. After all, every moment stalled is a moment gained. I became serious: "This 'Sly Fox' is no ordinary Orc. She is an apex sage, appearing only once a century!"

"Is that so! Why have I never heard of it!" The Orc Warchief instinctively lowered the battle-axe in his hand, revealing a slight opening at his throat! I suppressed the urge to draw my sword and continued my fabrication: "This is historically documented!" I decided to push the deception to its limit: "In legend, the Sly Foxes are divided into nine ranks, with each rank representing a certain level of intelligence and martial prowess. A first-rank Sly Fox is a newborn infant, whose intelligence is equivalent to that of a human child."

Saying this, I paused instinctively, only to find the Orc Warchief opposite me still sporting a faint smile, seeming quite interested in watching my continued performance. "And then!"

Damn it! Was I seen through! I thought internally, but since he intended to watch a show, I resolved to play along well. The longer this dragged on, the better for Long Xin and the others' escape.

"As the years pass, the newborn Sly Fox grows smarter, eventually evolving into a second-rank Sly Fox. At this stage, a second tail sprouts from her back!" I subtly observed the Orc Warchief's expression; it remained the same, like an audience member waiting for more entertainment.

"Hmph, mocking me, are you! Fine, I'll give you some heavy material!" I continued: "A second-rank Sly Fox possesses the intelligence of a young human adolescent! And she continues to evolve! Then she reaches the third rank! At this point, a third tail emerges! And by this moment, her intelligence reaches the level of an adult human. To make a comparison, it would be like you and me right now!"

"Only third rank and that intelligent!" The Orc Warchief finally showed a flicker of surprise, though his expression was still laced with doubt.

"Yes! Only third rank!" I feigned profoundness: "After that, with every evolutionary level, her intelligence strengthens further! At the fourth rank, she sprouts a fourth tail. At this point, her intelligence reaches that of a human genius."

"A genius! How is that possible!" The Orc Warchief, while doubting the veracity of my words, felt an irrepressible excitement at the thought of a kinsman among Orcs achieving the level of a human genius.

"Precisely! Fourth rank is human genius!" I lamented theatrically: "As for a fifth-rank Sly Fox, her intelligence only surpasses the fourth rank, reaching an incredibly terrifying height! If one must use a description, it can only be called a 'super genius.' At this level, the Sly Fox can freely transform into human form. Furthermore, only female foxes exist in the Sly Fox lineage, so after transforming, they can only assume the form of human women. Sly Foxes at the human form level possess transcendent wisdom; in this world's history, only the founder of the Sage Word Sect on the Bi Qi Continent, the Sage Word True Soul, or the founder of the Demon Luo Sect, Demon Luo Yunxi, can compare!"

"What! Sage Word True Soul! Demon Luo Yunxi!" The Orc Warchief could no longer restrain himself, tightening his grip on the battle-axe, murderous intent radiating from him. The recorded history of the Fama Continent stated that long ago, the entire continent was ruled by the immensely powerful Orcs. Humans had been driven to the fringe, the area now occupied by the Bi Qi Empire, facing near extinction. It was at this critical juncture that a super genius emerged from humanity: the Sage Word True Soul. Under his leadership, humans united to resist Orc oppression and ultimately succeeded in defeating the Orcs, driving them back to their ancestral home, the present-day Woma Forest. If the dense woodlands bordering the Woma Forest hadn't halted the human army's advance, the Orcs would likely have been exterminated by now. The Sage Word True Soul was the human figure most feared by the entire Orc world. Even five millennia after his death, the wisdom he left behind caused endless suffering for the Orcs huddled in the Woma Forest. After his demise, humans established the current Sage Word Church based on the precepts contained in the Sage Word Handscroll he left behind. This scroll recorded countless details on astronomy, geography, various aspects of daily life, military strategy, martial arts, forging... the list was endless. Under the guidance of the Sage Word Church, humans constructed their civilization according to the plans laid out in the Handscroll, continuing to this day to develop the current Fama World. One could say the Sage Word Handscroll is the source of all Fama civilization. The Sage Word True Soul's wisdom, bordering on the divine, was revered as godlike by humans, and even the Orcs he defeated held him in awe.

Now, to suggest that a sixth-rank Sly Fox possessed wisdom comparable to the Sage Word True Soul—how could this not utterly shock the Orc Warchief? Yet, he maintained a final shred of rationality: "Although unwilling to accept it, we have some self-awareness. Such a genius cannot possibly arise among Orcs! So, enough of this jest!" The Orc Warchief declared, his expression hardening: "Thank you for telling me such an interesting story!"

Ah! No way, fighting already! I haven't even used my ultimate move yet.

"Hahaha! Indeed, in the Orcs of the Fama World, such a super genius is indeed impossible!" I decided to unleash my final desperate measure.

"What do you mean by that!" the Orc Warchief said grimly.

"I ask you, how big is this world!" I ignored his reaction and calmly countered with a question.

"This...??" The Orc Warchief hesitated: "As far as I know, besides the Bi Qi Continent, the Feng Mo Continent, the Demon Dragon Continent, and the Cang Yue Archipelago, there are no other landmasses!"

"Hahahaha! Exactly! Just as recorded in the textbooks!" I adopted a look of disdain: "But you don't actually think the world is only this large, do you!"

"What, are there other continents!" This time, it was the Orc Warchief who looked aghast.

"I ask you, with the Bi Qi Continent as the center, what lies to the west!" I continued weaving my tale, while secretly calculating how far Long Xin and the others had fled.

"To the west is the Feng Mo Continent!" the Orc Warchief replied.

"And what lies further west of the Feng Mo Continent!" I pressed, guiding the Warchief's thoughts.

"That one!??" The Orc Warchief hesitated: "Historical records state that three thousand li west of the Feng Mo Continent is the Dead Sea. No vessel can traverse the Dead Sea, so to this day, no one knows what lies on the other side!"

"Hahahaha! You don't know?" I inwardly cheered, heaven is helping me! Not knowing is best; then I can say whatever I want, as they have no way to verify it: "Let me tell you!" I cleared my throat and continued: "About three million li west of the Dead Sea, you enter a storm ocean, also known as the Atlantic Ocean. In the center of that ocean lies a continent called the Americas! This American continent is many times larger than the current Bi Qi Continent. However, heading another million li west from the Americas brings you to the Arctic Ocean. At the heart of the Arctic Ocean is a continent called Europe. This Europe is three times larger than the Americas. Then, traveling two million li west from the European continent leads to another ocean, called the Indian Ocean. At the center of the Indian Ocean is a continent called Africa, which is even larger than Europe. Then, heading five million li west from Africa brings you to another vast ocean, called the Pacific Ocean. At the center of the Pacific lies a continent called Asia. The area of the Asian continent is larger than Europe, the Americas, and Africa combined! And on this continent is an incomparably powerful nation: China. The Sly Fox I speak of is a member of a Beast race from this place called China. Do you understand now?" Heh heh, this entire passage was pure fabrication, and I delivered it in one go, face unblushing, heart steady. After all, beyond the Dead Sea, no one knows what exists, so what harm is there in me spouting nonsense! Moreover, my coherent delivery and firm expression showed no hint of lying.

"..................." The Orc Warchief was completely stunned. I believed I could run my sword through his throat right then without resistance: "Are there really such vast landmasses in the world? And is there really such an intelligent Orc race in that place called China!"

"Of course! That Sly Fox is incredibly formidable! In Chinese history, several supremely famous Six-Tailed Demon Foxes have appeared!" So I continued my relentless assault, persisting with the tenacity of a determined man. I estimated that Long Xin and the others had been gone for over an hour, and I had been spinning this tale for an hour too. It was unbelievable; this Orc Warchief was actually a curious baby who loved listening to stories!

"Let me start by telling you about the earliest and most renowned pair of Six-Tailed Demon Foxes in Chinese history: the stories of Daji and Jiang Ziya." I cleared my throat, feeling a bit thirsty, but having no water, I had to press on: "Legend says that during China's Shang Dynasty........................ In the end, King Zhou incinerated himself and his magnificent Deer Terrace in a blaze! And the fox spirit Jiang Ziya, after cleansing his lineage of traitors, departed gracefully!" I spewed out the entirety of Investiture of the Gods like pouring beans, and to emphasize the Fox Spirit's power, I deliberately mixed up the identities, claiming Jiang Ziya was also a fox spirit incarnation, engaging in a fierce confrontation with Daji. The two fox spirits used the human world as their stage, enacting scenes of brilliant strategy and intricate harem struggles, leaving the Orc Warchief dizzy and gaping. I could only silently pray that the great spirit Jiang Ziya, wherever he might be, wouldn't seek retribution against me. Even though I had completely scrambled his origins and even his gender, it was unavoidable given the circumstances. I prayed for his broad magnanimity to let this minor transgression pass. After finishing the story, I nervously patted my chest, praying in secret.

"So, the Sly Foxes are that powerful!" The Orc Warchief stared at me blankly, lost in thought!

"Heh heh! These are just the first generation of Sly Foxes to appear in the human world; there have been many who surpassed them!" I continued: "For instance, during China's Three Kingdoms period, there was another super Sly Fox, no less brilliant than her predecessors. Her name was Zhuge Liang! It is said that Zhuge Liang, at the tender age of eighteen, possessed beauty that could make fish sink and wild geese fall, and flowers blush with shame!"

"Wait! What does 'make fish sink and wild geese fall' mean!" The Orc Warchief interrupted when he heard something he didn't understand: "What does that mean!"

"Hmph! Idiot! You don't even understand that!" I retorted impatiently: "It means this woman was so beautiful that the wild geese in the sky, seeing her, couldn't fly straight and fell down. The fish in the water, seeing her, were so stunned by her beauty they couldn't swim and sank belly-up. What's worse, even the flowers felt ashamed to be seen next to her and quickly retracted their petals to avoid embarrassment! Do you understand now?"

"Ah! Is there such a beautiful person in this world!" The Orc Warchief couldn't help but drool slightly: "If I saw her...."

"Ah!" I looked at the pig-eyed Orc Warchief before me with utter defeat, speechless.

"Alright, stop interrupting!" Then, as usual, I artificially beautified Mr. Zhuge Liang, the embodiment of intelligence and wisdom, changing his sect from Water Mirror Villa to the Fox Cave. Everyone can imagine the appearance of the beauty Diao Chan combined with the strategic mind of Zhuge Liang to form this beautiful Fox Spirit version of Zhuge Liang.

"Roaring flames covered the sky, directly routing Cao Cao, who fled in disarray..." By the time I reached the part about the Battle of Red Cliffs, a full four hours had passed.

"I never imagined the beautiful Fox Spirit Zhuge Liang was so formidable. To be honest, the human strategist Zhou Yu was also brilliant, but alas, he encountered Zhuge Liang. To be born in the same era—what an unfortunate reflection of Zhou Yu's entire life!" The Orc Warchief, having listened to stories all afternoon, was still unsatisfied and exclaimed: "The Sly Fox! Truly a lovable and terrifying beast clan! If only we could find such a Sly Fox!" The Orc Warchief then looked at me again: "And then!"

"And then!" I looked back at the expectant Orc Warchief, utterly stunned. Heavens, this guy still wanted to listen!

"Uh, look, it's getting late! How about we chat another day!" With that, I flashed away and bolted. It was a joke! The whole point was to deceive him. Having fooled him for over four hours straight, continuing would surely lead to a slip-up. If I didn't bolt now, when would I!

"Hey!! Wait! Don't run!" The Orc Warchief behind me pursued swiftly: "What happened to Cao Cao in the end! And where is that Fox Cave you mentioned!"

"Idiot, I was lying to you, and you actually believed it!" I shouted back while fleeing.

"Hmph! You think I'd believe that!" The Orc Warchief said with firm resolve, relentlessly chasing me: "If you're going to lie, at least make it a good one! Such an exquisite strategy, such a beautiful person—they aren't things you can just invent!" The Orc Warchief increased his speed again: "No, I must catch you and find out where those lovely Sly Foxes truly live!"

"Hmph! Heavens! You're too easy to fool! I told you it was a lie, and you still believe it!" I was nearly in tears, never expecting this guy to chase me so desperately just to find out the location of a non-existent Fox Cave.

"Liars always desperately try to prove their lies are true; they don't act like you, exposing your own deception!" The Orc Warchief ground his teeth: "Don't think we Orcs are so easily fooled! I will certainly catch you."

"Roar!" As the Orc Warchief roared, his speed surged, instantly closing the gap by another ten meters.

"Ah! Mother of mercy!" This time, I was genuinely terrified. Such speed! I immediately put every ounce of strength into my legs, which felt like springs wound to their limit. Keep in mind, I was far from what I used to be; speed was my inherent advantage, and I pushed it to the absolute maximum at this moment. Yet, even so, I couldn't shake off the Orc Warchief behind me!