Transmigrated as an Alpha, the Fox Spirit Lives on Pheromone - Chapter 22

Shedding the white cocoon had made Jiang Li even more stunning. Her skin was as smooth and delicate as a peeled egg, glistening with a jade-like sheen. Her long, narrow fox eyes sparkled with unconcealable joy, and there was an irresistible allure in their shifting gaze. Her thin lips were as tender and rosy as a blooming flower, tempting one to steal a kiss.

Her petite fox ears stood tall and alert, while her once raven-black hair had turned silver, giving her an almost bewitching beauty. Especially striking was the lively fox tail behind her—fluffy and soft, it looked utterly delightful.

Jiang Li gazed at Bai Muqin before her, holding her breath as she spoke cautiously, “Master, am I still dreaming?” She feared that with even a single exhale, the person before her might vanish.

Bai Muqin hadn’t expected Ah Li to wake up so soon. Her attention was completely captured by Jiang Li’s furry ears and tail, which hadn’t yet been retracted. “Can I touch them?” she blurted out without thinking.

Though Jiang Li wasn’t entirely sure what Bai Muqin wanted to touch, she still agreed, letting out a shy “Mm,” her face flushing an unnatural shade of pink. If not for the overwhelmingly real scent of passionfruit, Jiang Li might have thought she was still dreaming.

But the next second, Jiang Li shuddered all over—especially when Bai Muqin’s slightly cool fingers wrapped around the base of her tail. A familiar, electrifying sensation shot up her spine, far more intense than anything she’d felt in her dreams. Unable to suppress it, she let out a soft whimper, her eyes glistening with unspeakable allure, the corners-tinged red. Soon, she realized her body was shrinking uncontrollably. By the time she regained her senses, she had reverted to her original form—a fluffy little white fox.

Hearing Jiang Li’s strange sound, Bai Muqin’s heart skipped a beat, her ears burning crimson as if caught in the act. The plush texture had momentarily enchanted her, making her lose restraint—had she touched something she shouldn’t have?

Just as she was about to ask Jiang Li if she was alright, she watched in stunned silence as Jiang Li suddenly transformed from a living, breathing human into an adorable little fox—tiny ears, lively eyes, and soft fur, every inch of her unbearably cute. It struck Bai Muqin’s heart with precision, leaving her frozen in place, utterly at a loss for how to react.

Jiang Li stared helplessly at her own white fur, a suffocating dread enveloping her. Had her sudden transformation frightened her master? Seeing Bai Muqin’s unusually stiff expression, a crushing fear of abandonment weighed on her heart. Just as she drooped her head in despair, the world spun around her—then suddenly, her face was buried in something soft. Her little fox brain worked frantically before reaching a conclusion: she was being cradled in her master’s arms.

Looking at the small fox before her, Bai Muqin felt an irrepressible surge of joy, her face breaking into a radiant smile. She lifted the seemingly sulky little fox and pulled her into a tight embrace, indulging in a deep, affectionate sniff.

Jiang Li was being smothered in the embrace until she could barely breathe, letting out a pitiful whimper. Only then did Bai Muqin release her and place her back on the bed. Realizing her earlier behavior had been somewhat unusual, she feigned composure by brushing off the fur clinging to her clothes. Then, with a glance at Jiang Li, she forcibly suppressed the urge to pet her and asked Huang Xianxian with a calm expression, “What’s wrong with Ah Li?”

Jiang Li wanted to speak but found her words coming out as “ao ao” cries instead. Confused, she looked at Huang Xianxian, also wanting to know why she had suddenly reverted to her original form.

Huang Xianxian jumped onto the bed and stood straight in front of Jiang Li, though she was still a head shorter. With an air of maturity, she extended a front paw to pat Jiang Li’s head and remarked, “Fox, your fur is smoother than mine.”

Jiang Li shook her head in displeasure, using her paw to push Huang Xianxian’s away, then let out a couple of warning “ao ao” sounds before tentatively shuffling a few steps toward Bai Muqin. She could sense that her owner didn’t seem to dislike her—in fact, judging by her earlier reaction, she might even adore her in this form.

Huang Xianxian retracted her paw, refraining from teasing Jiang Li further, and earnestly answered Bai Muqin’s earlier question: “Ah Li was in a half-demon state just now. In that state, spirits become dozens of times more sensitive than usual. Did you grab the base of her tail earlier? Do you know how intense that is? No wonder Ah Li was so overwhelmed she reverted to her original form.”

Was it really because of that? Jiang Li lowered her head in embarrassment, her ears drooping.

Bai Muqin reluctantly accepted Huang Xianxian’s explanation, feeling her face grow warm. Seeing Jiang Li looking so dejected, she couldn’t resist picking her up again, stroking her fur soothingly as she reassured her in a gentle tone, “Be good, don’t be afraid. Everything will be fine.”

“How long will she stay like this?” Bai Muqin’s voice returned to its usual coolness.

Huang Xianxian replied, “No more than an hour.”

For Bai Muqin, this duration was neither too long nor too short. She held Jiang Li, occasionally squeezing her fox paws, stroking her fox ears, or rubbing her fox belly, her face filled with adoration. Jiang Li cooperated fully, even emitting affectionate “ao ao” sounds and nuzzling against her.

The heartwarming scene of master and pet made Huang Xianxian click her tongue. Thinking of how Qin Nian also loved petting her, and feeling a bit hungry, she slipped out the door to find her.

Qin Nian had been standing guard outside all night. By the time lunch hour had nearly passed, there was still no movement from the room. Just as she was about to enter with a tray of food, she spotted Huang Xianxian poking her head out the door.

Huang Xianxian leaped onto Qin Nian’s shoulder and snatched a chicken leg from the tray, gnawing on it happily.

“I knew you’d love this—I brought the chicken leg just for you,” Qin Nian said with a smile.

Once inside the room and the door closed, Qin Nian scanned the space before her gaze landed on Jiang Li. Her eyes widened in disbelief. “Is that Ah Li? How did she get so adorable?”

Unable to wait, she set down the lunch tray and rushed over to Jiang Li, ruffling her head. “Little thing, so you really are a fox spirit!”

Jiang Li hummed in response, snuggling comfortably in Bai Muqin’s arms, feeling utterly relaxed and lazy like a true fox spirit.

Bai Muqin then handed Jiang Li over to Qin Nian’s embrace. Only the aroma of food made her realize how hungry she had become.

While Bai Muqin ate, Qin Nian proceeded to tousle Jiang Li vigorously, causing her to yelp and seek rescue from Bai Muqin. Qin Nian finally relented a little and asked Bai Muqin how she had managed to extract Ah Li from the white cocoon and why Ah Li had turned into a little fox.

Naturally, Bai Muqin didn’t tell Qin Nian the truth, claiming she wasn’t entirely sure herself. Noticing that Qin Nian seemed more focused on Ah Li than her words, Bai Muqin sighed in relief—had Qin Nian pressed further, it would have been hard to evade.

Just as Bai Muqin finished eating and was gathering the dishes to take downstairs, she heard Qin Nian let out a small scream. Though not loud, it startled Bai Muqin so much she nearly dropped the plates.

She guessed Ah Li must have reverted to human form, shocking the unprepared Qin Nian. But when Bai Muqin’s own gaze fell upon Ah Li, she too was taken aback—Ah Li was completely naked, her skin as delicate as a newborn’s yet exuding an alluring charm that was impossible to ignore. Even her hair color had returned to normal.

Her body reacted faster than her mind. Without thinking, Bai Muqin yanked the blanket and wrapped Jiang Li in it.

Qin Nian’s face flushed crimson. She had never seen an Alpha with a figure surpassing that of an Omega, leaving her both envious and bashful. To ease the awkwardness, she blurted out, “Who knew Ah Li had such a great figure? Sis, you’re really lucky!”

Before Bai Muqin could respond, Qin Nian wisely grabbed the dishes and bolted from the room.

Watching Qin Nian flee, Bai Muqin felt both amused and unsettled, as if a long-cherished treasure had suddenly been eyed by someone else.

Jiang Li huddled under the blanket, covering half her face, leaving only a pair of innocents, uneasy eyes exposed. Though a fox spirit, her mindset—shaped by TV dramas—was somewhat conservative. In her mind, only Bai Muqin should see her naked. Now that Qin Nian had seen her, she worried whether her owner would be angry.

Trembling like a startled rabbit, she whispered with reddened eyes, “Master, I didn’t mean for her to see me.”

Seeing Jiang Li’s pitiful expression, Bai Muqin’s heart softened, and her discomfort faded. She gently stroked Jiang Li’s hair, smiling. “It’s okay.”

Hearing this, Jiang Li didn’t feel relieved—instead, she was slightly disappointed. She couldn’t help asking, “Master, aren’t you jealous or angry at all?” She wanted Bai Muqin to feel possessive of her, not just dismiss it with a simple “It’s okay.”

Bai Muqin was slightly taken aback and countered, “Why should I be jealous? Why would I be angry?” As if someone had exposed her hidden thoughts, her tone sharpened momentarily before quickly calming down. She deliberately sidestepped Jiang Li’s question and instead asked with concern, “Are you feeling any other discomfort in your body?”

Jiang Li was soon distracted by Bai Muqin’s care and didn’t dwell on the previous question. Upon waking earlier, she had noticed some changes in her body but hadn’t had time to examine them closely. Now that Bai Muqin asked, she finally remembered. She closed her eyes slightly and sensed an abundant spiritual energy circulating within her, flowing through her limbs and bones. Her spiritual core felt more transparent than usual, and she could even perceive the movements of living beings around her—for instance, she could sense Qin Nian sprawled on the sofa watching “The Legend of the White Snake,” while Zhao Ma was tidying up dishes in the kitchen and Zhang Jie was wiping down the dining table.

She marveled at these changes and quickly realized that this surge of spiritual energy came from that night—the night that had left her utterly enchanted and unable to control herself.