Disguised as a Sickly Beautiful Fox to Seduce the Righteous Fairy - Chapter 15

The cramped wardrobe left Meng Yingxue feeling rather disheartened.

She had asked the fox to hide her, but she hadn’t specified being stuffed inside her den.

“Congratulations, Host! Just moments ago, we’ve gained another point of affection, earning you another hundred points!”

“Though progress is slow, for a beginner like you, this is already quite impressive!”

How absurd to be underestimated like this.

Back in her sect, Meng Yingxue had always been the envy of all as a prodigy—except when it came to matters of “love” and “romantic conquest,” as the system put it. There, she had repeatedly stumbled.

Still, at least she had managed to stay.

Closing her eyes, Meng Yingxue recalled her master’s past treatment of her, finding it utterly laughable.

He claimed to have raised her for her mother’s sake, but in truth… he had never trusted her from the very beginning.

“Let me ask you something—do I need to spend ‘points’ for this?”

After spending so much time with this so-called “system,” she had grown familiar with its calculations and peculiar terminology. Now, she could match the terms accordingly.

“Ask away, Host! If it’s not related to your romantic pursuits, no points will be deducted.”

“But if it concerns your target, we’ll deduct points as appropriate.”

Of course. Anything involving that fox would require spending “points.”

Otherwise, she wouldn’t get a single scrap of information out of the system.

“Fine. I want to know when my master will arrive and who will win between him and the Demon Lord.”

“Approximately one day from now, the elders and sect leader of the Lingyun Immortal Sect will break through the barrier and forcibly open a passage to the demon realm.”

“As for who will win, my analysis shows a fifty-fifty chance for both sides.”

What kind of answer was that?

That was as good as saying nothing.

Hearing the fifty percent probability, Meng Yingxue’s first reaction was frustration—she should have told the Demon Lord about her master’s weaknesses sooner.

“Until the dust settles, Host, I can’t guarantee the outcome with absolute certainty. There’s a fifty percent variable here.”

Lost in thought, Meng Yingxue silently recited an incantation.

She wanted to divine her own fortune, to see whether she would truly face her master in this calamity.

Just then, the wooden wardrobe door creaked open, and the sealing spell on it dissipated.

Shen Xi bent down, offering Meng Yingxue a radiant smile. Her tail moved faster than she did, brushing aside the hanging robes first before coiling around Meng Yingxue and pulling her out.

“No need to hide in the wardrobe anymore. I’ve finished setting up the barrier—it should hold against that wretched old man.”

Hearing the term “wretched old man,” Meng Yingxue couldn’t help but chuckle.

“What’s so funny?”

Was she that happy to come out of the closet?

“I laughed because something amused me.”

“What kind of barrier did you set up, Your Majesty? Could you tell me about it?”

In this regard, the female lead was no different from the original story—still straightforward to a fault.

Except… who swapped the female lead’s herbal medicine for an iced Americano? In the original novel, it was said that the female lead was neither straight nor inclined toward sapphic interests.

So why was she acting so eager whenever Meng Yingxue flirted with her?!

Had her charm skyrocketed after becoming a fox demon, making her so narcissistic that she now assumed… everyone was into her?

This kind of narcissistic behavior is absolutely unacceptable!

“Naturally, it’s your human race’s magic array. If I were to cast a demonic array instead, wouldn’t that be like hanging a ‘come hit me’ sign on my forehead?”

The ropes loosened, and all restraints on Meng Yingxue fell away. However, in their place, the Demon Lord’s palace was now enveloped in a formation.

At least her range of movement had expanded, and she no longer had to pitifully squeeze inside a wardrobe.

“Alright, my formation is complete. Now, Immortal, can you finally explain why you refused to return to your sect with your master?”

“Instead choosing to linger in my demonic realm, where people supposedly feast on flesh and flay skin from bones?”

Seriously, she was genuinely curious about what had gotten into the female lead to actually realize that her master was nothing more than a pile of “bull dung” that needed censoring.

If there was a method for that, she’d love to learn it too—just to avoid future stupidity and getting scammed out of everything by some trash.

“Does the Lord truly wish to know?”

Meng Yingxue sighed, though she had anticipated that the Demon Lord wouldn’t hide her away after hearing this.

So she had already prepared her response.

“If I didn’t want to know, why would I ask?”

“Though, I could always find out on my own.”

With a flick of her finger, Shen Xi hooked Meng Yingxue’s collar, smirking with an air of absolute allure.

“Who would’ve thought an immortal like you, despite your age, would still enjoy playing runaway?”

Warm breath brushed against Meng Yingxue’s cheek, and she felt that if she stared any longer, she’d be completely ensnared by those fox-like eyes.

Those golden beastly pupils, like a stream bathed in morning light, stirred an itch in her heart—yet she knew they were sacred and untouchable.

“It’s not running away. My master is neither my father nor my mother.”

Shen Xi: “…”

Such a logical rebuttal—it truly left her speechless.

“Then why refuse to return to your sect?”

This really didn’t match the original plot!!! Shen Xi wasn’t unfamiliar with the source material, though she couldn’t recall the exact details.

But she was certain that, from birth to death, the female lead had adhered to her sole life’s purpose:

To become a living barrier, holding back the demonic hordes and protecting the people’s blessings!

“Because I like skipping class.”

“That’s why my master doesn’t favor me.”

Such a clear and concise answer—though it felt a bit excessive!

Whatever. The female lead wasn’t her student, nor her responsibility. Why should she care?

If she liked skipping class, so be it.

“Lying to me? How devious.”

“I see now—you and the Lingyun Immortal Sect are in this together. You were just bait dropped a few days ago.”

“Now you’re trying to lure the snake out of its hole?”

The female lead, still in her undeveloped state, was easy to intimidate.

But who knew what she’d become later? A righteous and awe-inspiring senior sister of the immortal sect? Or a cunning little black sesame dumpling?

“That’s not—”

Before she could finish, Shen Xi covered Meng Yingxue’s mouth. She could already guess what the female lead was about to say.

“Enough. I understand.”

The fox’s body pressed closer, and Meng Yingxue froze completely.

Her ear seemed to have brushed against her own cheek just now, the warm sensation making Meng Yingxue glance over to see Shen Xi’s ear twitching, as if unaccustomed to being so close to her face.

“Immortal Maiden, how many ‘nots’ are you going to say?”

“But if you don’t want to return to the Lingyun Immortal Sect, once you miss this chance, there won’t be another.”

“This venerable one won’t let the tiger return to the mountains, you know~”

“This venerable one means what she says.”

How could she possibly let her person go?

Especially that detestable old geezer!