Disguised as a Sickly Beautiful Fox to Seduce the Righteous Fairy - Chapter 32

After shooing away the incessantly buzzing mosquitoes, Shen Xi finally felt much more at ease.

The feeling of not being disturbed was simply wonderful!

“Demon Lord, you mustn’t let your guard down. The humans’ retreat is only temporary. It might not be long before they come back with a vengeance.”

Glaring at Qing Jue, who had shamelessly taken up residence in her hall, freeloading food and drink, Shen Xi slumped onto the table in exasperation.

She felt like her entire stockpile was about to be devoured by this gluttonous dragon!

“Demon Lord, what’s with that look?”

“I only ate some of the nuts you hoarded. Is that really so excessive?”

Qing Jue figured that since she’d gone to the trouble of visiting the fox’s domain, she might as well indulge herself—no point coming all this way for nothing.

“Oh, so you do know it’s excessive? Look at the pile of shells on the floor—it’s practically a small mountain! You could take them back and build yourself a nest!”

This was the first time Shen Xi had encountered such a voracious dragon. Rubbing her temples, she sighed, wondering how she could possibly muzzle this glutton.

“Hey, Fairy, want some?”

“I just cracked these open—they’re infused with spiritual energy. Absolutely divine!”

With a flick of her tail, Qing Jue swept up a handful of nut shells and smashed them against her scaled thigh, shattering them effortlessly.

Shen Xi: Such a… rustic way of shelling nuts!

“No need. I’ve already transcended worldly sustenance.”

Meng Yingxue’s refusal was firm. She remained seated on her usual wooden chair, posture serene.

Qing Jue observed her, unfazed by the demonic surroundings, showing no fear or signs of being estranged from her sect. She’s unnervingly composed!

Is this how the top disciple of the immortal sect behaves—so unshakable in the face of danger?

—“Fox, fox, are you sure the fairy you brought back is really human? She’s not a spy, is she?”

A covert message slipped into Shen Xi’s mind. She shot Qing Jue a glance.

At least she has some conscience, pointing out suspicious details.

But Shen Xi had already considered this. If she’d waited for this greedy dragon to warn her, she’d probably be nothing more than a fox carcass by now.

The female lead was a reincarnator.

This side effect was likely due to the system’s interference with the novel, altering the natural order.

However, Shen Xi wasn’t sure when exactly the female lead had regressed from—it could be early or late in the timeline.

But judging by Meng Yingxue’s attitude toward her master and sect, Shen Xi could make an educated guess.

It was probably from the later stages of the original story.

That would explain why she had completely abandoned the sect she once devoted herself to and harbored such hatred for the Lingyun Immortal Sect’s leader, whom she once regarded as a father.

—“Of course she’s not. And even if she were, so what? With that fair, delicate complexion, she’s practically made for us foxes to drain her essence.”

Qing Jue fell silent.

An itch stirred in her heart. Having spent millennia in the demon realm, her days consisted of either sleeping in the sea or napping in her pond.

Dragons were different from other demonic beasts—they were descendants of divine creatures, even her own lineage of demonic dragons.

They didn’t need to cultivate or meditate. Just by lounging around, they could absorb spiritual and demonic energy.

So, over these thousands of years, her pond-soaking hadn’t been in vain.

Not only had her cultivation grown, but she’d also amassed a following of demonic devotees seeking her protection.

—“Fox, if you ever get tired of that fair-skinned human, can you lend her to me for a couple of days?”

Hearing these words, Shen Xi spat out the spiritual tea in her mouth with a spray.

She cleared her throat lightly and shot Qing Jue a fierce glare. With a slight curl of her fingers, the tea stains on her clothes and the droplets on her lips vanished instantly.

So bold and shameless—how could such words even be spoken?!

Truly a demon, huh? Seems like she still isn’t quite used to this!

“Did my spiritual tea fail to satisfy the Demon Lord?”

“Shall I brew a fresh pot for you?”

Meng Yingxue shed her usual calm demeanor and stepped directly to Shen Xi’s side.

The concern in her eyes was unmistakable—no dragon could ever be fooled by such a gaze.

Qing Jue stared in a daze, her desire to taste the delicacy of a human immortal growing stronger by the second.

In the demon realm, exchanging human pets or captives was nothing out of the ordinary.

She just couldn’t understand why the fox was reacting so strongly. Could it be… she’s unwilling to share this pretty human pet?

What a selfish creature!

—“Enough, stop staring. This one belongs to me. If you want a human, go find your own.”

A white fox tail coiled tightly around Meng Yingxue, and for the first time, Shen Xi felt the stirrings of possessiveness.

Seriously, this woman is the key to her future happiness—how could she possibly hand her over to that dragon?!

What an absolute joke!

“It’s nothing. I was careless while drinking. There’s no need for you to worry.”

As she studied Meng Yingxue’s face, Shen Xi was already plotting how to “keep” her.

First, she needed to find her a secluded place—not too saturated with demonic energy, but rich in spiritual energy.

That way, she could continue borrowing the heroine’s methods to heal her injuries.

Second, she couldn’t let the heroine idle around too much—idle hands led to wandering thoughts.

She’d have to assign her some light duties by her side, preferably something that required her to attend to her every moment of the day.

If the conditions weren’t there, she’d just have to create them—that was the essence of a conquest mission!

“But why would the Demon Lord spit out the tea for no reason? It must be my negligence—some oversight on my part.”

“Now that I have no home to return to, no one would dare take in someone like me… a calamity.”

Damn this woman—how is she so alluring?

Shen Xi was utterly entranced, unable to tear her eyes away from the faint trace of vulnerability in Meng Yingxue’s expression.

She nearly gave in to her every whim right then and there.

Even Qing Jue was stunned by those words, silently marveling.

This one’s a master.

If even a fox spirit could be coaxed into retreating, she herself probably stood no chance.

If this pristine human immortal so much as sweet-talked her, she’d likely pluck off her own scales and gift them to her without hesitation.

At that thought, Qing Jue abandoned her earlier intentions entirely.

“Why do you belittle yourself like this?”

“You’re not a calamity, and you’re not without a home.”

“Am I not still here with you?”

Faced with Meng Yingxue’s pitiful gaze, Shen Xi bit down hard on the tip of her tongue, forcing herself to snap out of this intoxicating tenderness.

Her words were textbook manipulation—though she wasn’t sure what mindset the heroine was in to be “acting spoiled” with her like this.

But this definitely wasn’t her instinctive behavior. In the original story, the heroine was an unapproachable iceberg. For her to go this far for an NPC… was this the power of true love?

So, Shen Xi naturally didn’t believe it.

Behind this beautiful facade, Shen Xi truly couldn’t grasp a single thought in the female lead’s mind.

However, with his knowledge of the original novel, he could still make some educated guesses.

Upon hearing these three responses, Meng Yingxue lowered her gaze with a soft laugh, masking her momentary distraction.

But her composure couldn’t deceive the affection meter.

“Meng Yingxue’s Affection +1!”