Disguised as a Sickly Beautiful Fox to Seduce the Righteous Fairy - Chapter 28

“Then just say I’m the Lord’s pet.”

“Master would probably be so furious he’d see stars, and then… thrust his sword at me, declaring I’ve betrayed the sect and severing our master-disciple ties.”

Meng Yingxue still remembered the rules of the Lingyun Immortal Sect quite clearly.

But now, it seemed there was no need to abide by them anymore.

Her eyes curved with laughter, as if joking yet also deadly serious.

Shen Xi’s heart itched at the sight, and she had the sudden urge to bite Meng Yingxue, just to see if she could provoke any other expressions.

What kind of human was even more vexing than a fox?!

“Do you really think this Lord doesn’t know your tricks? If that wretched old man found out I’ve hidden his disciple in a fox den, he’d be so enraged he’d want to skin me alive and turn me into a fur coat.”

Well, actually, that wasn’t how it was written in the original novel.

How had the original novel described it?

Shen Xi clutched her heavily wounded chest in shock, gritted her pearly teeth, furrowed her delicate brows, and fell head over heels for that silver-haired man with jade-like features, vowing to marry none but him in this lifetime.

Heh, what a deranged plot.

Who in their right mind—no, wait!

What well-traveled fox would fall in love at first sight? Ninety-nine percent chance she’d been drugged with a love potion!

Even while reading it, Shen Xi had thought that old bastard was up to no good—he must’ve been carrying love potions on him!

“I’ll protect you, my Lord. I won’t let Master harm you.”

Meng Yingxue spoke earnestly, the teardrop mole beneath her lashes making her seem so tender that Shen Xi couldn’t help but sink deeper into her gaze.

“But wouldn’t that mean you’d be expelled from the Lingyun Immortal Sect? And then hunted down by all the righteous sects?”

Hey, this wasn’t just her imagination—wasn’t this the standard plot for fallen righteous heroines?

Like some stern, rigid elder stepping forward, pointing an accusatory finger like a moral compass, and bellowing:

“Audacious traitor! Consorting with demons—today, this master shall uphold justice and purge our sect of filth!”

Meng Yingxue gave a slight nod, not denying it.

“Yes. When that time comes… will my Lord still pity me?”

“But whether I stay or go, Yingxue will follow your command. I won’t make things difficult for you.”

This little black sesame dumpling of a heroine must be playing the sympathy card, right?!

Logically speaking, as a fallen disciple trying to survive and save her junior siblings by pleasing her, this made sense.

But—to completely turn against her former master for her sake? That almost felt like she’d been body-snatched.

The backstory was that the system had confirmed Meng Yingxue hadn’t been possessed. Her core was the same, unchanged—unlike Shen Xi’s.

If she hadn’t been replaced, why such drastic behavior? Unless… she’d known some earth-shattering secret before falling into the demon realm?

That was one possibility, but it couldn’t be the sole basis for speculation.

Or perhaps… the heroine had been reborn!

Startled by her own wild theory, Shen Xi studied Meng Yingxue with renewed intensity.

This was a novel’s world—no matter how absurd things got, it wouldn’t be out of place.

The possibility that the heroine was “reborn” couldn’t be dismissed just because it sounded outrageous.

Gentle, mature, graceful, and wise.

These four traits gave off major “older sister” vibes.

Indeed, she didn’t seem like a senior disciple who had just descended the mountain. However, as the revered senior sister of the sect, it was only natural for the female lead to exude grace and wisdom.

“Whether I’m willing to show mercy depends on what sincerity the fairy can offer. If you can please this venerable one, I might just lose my temper for a beauty.”

With her fox tail raised, Shen Xi refused to back down.

Even if the female lead was truly reborn, it wouldn’t affect her mission.

Whether it was a several-hundred-year-old girl or a several-thousand-year-old girl, she could just directly pursue them.

Wait, had she overlooked something?

When she mentioned the formation earlier, the female lead’s reaction to the “Nine Hells Dragon-Binding Formation” was unusually calm.

Yet she knew the secret techniques of the “Nine Hells Dragon-Binding Formation”—this was highly suspicious, suspicious enough to be presented as evidence in court.

“Venerable One, was my sincerity just now not enough?”

“Or does the Venerable One desire more?”

Meng Yingxue had mentally prepared herself many times to act so shamelessly. In her spare time these past few days, she had read plenty of books on how to please women.

Although she was also a woman, aside from carrying out missions, Meng Yingxue had spent most of her time in the sect either in her bedroom or the library, rarely venturing elsewhere.

She had no exposure to or understanding of the romantic relationships among the sect’s disciples.

Whenever she heard her junior brothers and sisters talk about it, Meng Yingxue could see the faint tear stains on their faces. She scoffed at their claims of not being heartbroken.

But she never imagined that one day, she would become the “classic negative example” the elders often spoke of.

What was a classic negative example? It was someone utterly clueless about matters of “love,” yet whose mind was filled with wild fantasies about fairies and immortals, indulging in them without a care.

Reading these books didn’t mean everything in them could be applied, especially since her future dao companion and wife was a fox demon from the fox clan.

The books said that to win a woman’s heart, the first step was to be eloquent.

And being eloquent had to be done correctly.

First, promises couldn’t be delayed or excused. Second, promises had to be kept—no cutting corners or passing off shoddy substitutes.

What was promised had to be delivered as promised.

Whether it was a vial of mid-grade spirit medicine or the skeleton of a spirit beast, there could be no cheating.

Otherwise, one misstep here would mean losing the right to choose a partner forever.

This was why Meng Yingxue had agreed to let Shen Xi absorb her essence, refusing to stop even when she could barely endure it.

If she really stopped, wouldn’t that make her the kind of despicable person described in the books, unworthy of a dao companion for life?

“If you can offer it, this venerable one will gladly accept it all.”

Shen Xi turned to look at Meng Yingxue, lips curving into a smile.

The unavoidable smile left Meng Yingxue stunned, her thoughts rippling like disturbed pond water. She lightly bit her thin lips.

She thought ruefully that being attracted to her future wife shouldn’t—shouldn’t be something too indecent, right?

“Meng Yingxue’s Favorability +1!”

Seeing another pink icon pop up, Shen Xi was very pleased.

See? With the hook and bait both cast, she refused to believe the female lead wouldn’t take the bait and become hooked.

After all, she had plenty of experience with those… unmentionable literary works.

Watching too much of this stuff really isn’t good for one’s physical or mental health—but damn, it feels amazing!

Seizing the opportunity, Shen Xi took a step closer to press her advantage.

“What’s the matter? Is the fairy finding it difficult because she can’t afford it?”

“This… I can understand.”

First suppress, then elevate—stir up someone’s competitive spirit before using reverse psychology.

She refused to believe that after this combo, the female lead wouldn’t crumble under the assault.

That she wouldn’t be utterly bewitched.

“Esteemed Master, I… I can afford it.”

Despite her defiant response, Meng Yingxue’s words still came out slightly stuttered.

Her mind was still fixated on the book she had read—a promise made must be kept.

Meng Yingxue’s Favorability +1!