Disguised as a Sickly Beautiful Fox to Seduce the Righteous Fairy - Chapter 22

“Afraid? How could this venerable one possibly be afraid?”

“Even if the heavens were to collapse, this venerable one would never be afraid!”

Meng Yingxue was clearly just putting on a tough front. Her cheeks were flushed red like the tail of a boiled shrimp, yet she still stubbornly argued back.

Her reddened eyes fixed on Shen Xi as Meng Yingxue had just had another strong sip of her essence stolen, leaving her dizzy and ears ringing.

But to her, it was no big deal.

Meng Yingxue planned to take another “Essence Replenishing Pill” tonight to maintain the spiritual energy circulating within her body, ensuring she wouldn’t be completely drained by this fox.

Cough… After all that effort to please her, I only got a tiny bit of favor?

It would be a lie to say she wasn’t disheartened.

Whether in the Lingyun Immortal Sect or among the myriad immortal sects, Meng Yingxue had always been pursued by countless cultivators.

The gifts they sent included thousand-year demon beast cores and all sorts of rare magical treasures.

Yet, Meng Yingxue remained unmoved.

In her pursuit of the Great Dao, she had severed all worldly attachments, never even sparing a glance at those who sought to become her cultivation partners.

But now, after lowering herself to curry favor, that fox demon seemed even more indifferent than she had ever been.

Was her skill in seduction not yet refined enough?

Was she not interesting enough to pique the fox’s curiosity?

“Host, please take it slow. No need to rush. Demonic beasts are extremely wary. If you throw yourself at her too eagerly, it might backfire!”

Meng Yingxue closed her eyes, refusing to loosen her grip around Shen Xi’s waist. A flicker of irritation rose in her heart.

What did it mean to “throw herself at her too eagerly”?

She had practically offered herself up just to please this fox, yet the seemingly alluring vixen showed no appreciation at all.

In fact, she seemed ready to flee at any moment.

Meng Yingxue felt as if her dignity had developed a faint, almost imperceptible crack.

“If the esteemed Demon Lord isn’t afraid, then why take the first step to leave?”

Meng Yingxue stared at the thigh brushing past her cheek, her tone teasing—or perhaps deliberately provocative.

The female lead really knew how to hit the nail on the head…

Couldn’t she leave her any dignity at all?!

“This venerable one simply didn’t wish to soak any longer. This venerable one has finished bathing, and you—get out of my pool at once!”

The pool was filled with potent restorative ingredients. Before entering, Shen Xi had been carefully instructed by the demonic physician.

She must not stay in the pool for more than two hours, or the spiritual herbs within would backlash against her.

For lesser demons or cultivators with weak foundations, it could even lead to sudden death.

“Hey! You old coot, are you trying to get yourself killed? How dare you plot against the Demon Lord!”

A nearby demon, enraged, punched the turtle physician leaning on his cane, rubbing his fist with no regard for courtesy.

“Prescribe medicine if you must, but why make it so strong?”

“Old turtle, if the Demon Lord’s body can’t handle it, what will you use to make up for it?!”

Demons loved to settle things with their fists at the drop of a hat. Shen Xi was long accustomed to the chaos around her.

The old turtle immediately retracted into his green shell, flattening himself on the ground, too terrified to even poke his head out.

“I am truly wronged—most herbs growing in this demonic realm are extremely potent. I had no choice but to prescribe this formula for the Demon Lord. Within seven days, the damaged dantian will surely show improvement!”

A tail slowly extended, separating the turtle and the demon.

“Enough. Must you two argue so loudly in my presence?”

If someone were to interview her now and ask what her greatest realization was since becoming the Demon Lord,

Shen Xi would answer without hesitation: It feels exactly like being a substitute teacher in a kindergarten.

Because demons truly have something wrong with their brains—they’re stubborn to the point of being utterly hopeless!

…

Upon hearing the fox demand she rise from the pool, Meng Yingxue complied without hesitation.

Crystal-clear droplets slid down her smooth skin, falling onto the steam-shrouded water’s surface.

With just a slight flick of her fingers, her curvaceous figure was tightly wrapped in plain robes.

“If the Lord says no more bathing, then no more bathing.”

Most of the medicinal herbs in this bath were of an extremely potent nature. In a typical sect, such ingredients would rarely be used in this manner.

If these violently potent spiritual plants were tossed into an alchemy furnace, Meng Yingxue could practically hear the explosions from her junior disciples in her mind.

At the very least, she could confirm the Demon Lord genuinely cared for her well-being.

“Good. No more bathing.”

“Immortal… return to studying medical texts. I shall visit you later.”

Just then, the voice of the Rain Guardian echoed untimely in her ears, and Shen Xi began thinking of ways to send the female lead away.

“Very well. I shall first prepare a healing auxiliary array to aid in the Lord’s recovery.”

Meng Yingxue didn’t even need to scrutinize closely—she could tell at a glance that Shen Xi was hiding something from her. Whatever could make this “fearless” fox so anxious must be a grave matter within the demonic realm.

If it was something inconvenient for a human like her to know, then she wouldn’t press for answers.

Doing so would only add to Shen Xi’s troubles.

“Disaster, Xi’er!”

“That human cultivator has rallied the major immortal sects and is heading for the teleportation array your mother once set up! I can hold them off for a while longer—Xi’er, you must hide!”

The Rain Guardian’s voice sounded utterly exhausted, leaving no doubt her words were true.

That wretched old man was truly a persistent ghost—was he really so determined to reclaim the female lead?

For some reason, an inexplicable fury rose in Shen Xi’s heart.

System, is there any way to seal off that old bastard’s entry?

Host can reuse the previous array for the same effect. However, the amount of essence bl00d required as sacrifice this time may far exceed the previous offering.

The old man had come fully prepared, intent on tearing through the demonic realm itself to drag the female lead back to the Lingyun Immortal Sect.

But she was no pushover, and this vast demonic realm wasn’t some place where that old fool could swagger in and throw his weight around as he pleased.

No way. The female lead’s condition has only just stabilized. If I make her shed essence bl00d again to reinforce the array, how am I any different from those who seek her life?

Shen Xi believed one shouldn’t stoop so low. Besides, she wasn’t the only demon lord in this realm.

If she could incite infighting among them, she might even get to witness the classic scenario where two sides fight and a third benefits.

“Auntie Yu, spread the word that I intend to invite all the Demon Lords to unite against the Immortal Sect’s invasion.”

The silver chain around her fair ankle jingled softly as Shen Xi formed a voice-transmission spell in midair, her figure dissolving into mist.

Meng Yingxue barely had time to utter another word before the sight of nine pristine, fluffy tails vanished before her eyes.

The tails brushed against her cheeks and brow, leaving an inexplicable itch in her heart.

Meng Yingxue realized, to her surprise, that she had unwittingly grown concerned for this nine-tailed fox’s safety.

Perhaps it was the bewitchment of that “voice”—claiming she was her future wife.