Volume 2, Chapter 142 – The Truth is the Sharpest Blade

A little fox in heat would become abnormally sensitive to such carnal matters.

Especially after the little fox had tasted forbidden fruit for the first time, savoring the marrow and knowing the flavor.

Just this little bit of temptation was enough to throw her heart and mind into chaos, her heart racing wildly.

Qu Qingtang laughed softly.

A little fox in heat was truly both obedient and adorable.

If it were possible, Qu Qingtang truly wished this little fox could remain in heat forever.

“Zhuxin, don’t know how to remove your outer garment?”

Qu Qingtang walked with graceful steps, raising both hands as she slowly approached the hesitating little fox.

“Come, let me help you.”

“Stop, stop, stop!” The little fox instinctively sensed danger. She clamped her tail between her legs and took two steps back.

“I’ll do it myself! I can do it myself!”

She waved her small hands to refuse.

Though she didn’t know how to put these clothes on, she still knew how to take them off.

She stripped herself bare in a few quick motions.

With the momentum of a hundred-meter sprint, she dove into the water with a splash.

The churning spray scattered the red petals floating on the water’s surface.

The little fox curled her entire body beneath the water, letting the hot water soak her completely. She gurgled bubbles, leaving only a pair of cherry-pink pointed ears exposed above the surface.

What was this? Playing submarine?

The little fox’s withdrawn appearance made Qu Qingtang laugh.

Now that they’d entered the hot spring and were naked together, where could she escape to?

Qu Qingtang walked with graceful steps, her snow-white slender feet lightly touching the water’s surface.

The bath pool’s temperature had long been maintained at a very suitable level using magic techniques.

Ripples slowly spread across the water’s surface as Qu Qingtang gradually sank her body into the pool water.

The little fox pretending to be a submarine seemed to sense Qu Qingtang’s approach. Her fox ears exposed above the water twitched slightly.

Qu Qingtang looked at those fox ears, a smile playing at her lips as she quietly counted down.

“Three.”

“Two.”

“One.”

The breath-holding little fox suddenly burst out of the water.

She gulped in the warm air that was the same temperature as the pool water.

Water splashed down her fair skin, and her smooth hair clung tightly to her cheeks.

“Sixty-seven seconds.” Qu Qingtang said.

This was the little fox’s limit for holding her breath, and also the duration of their last kiss.

“Next time, you can try holding it a bit longer.” Qu Qingtang said, “A little more practice would be good.”

Lu Zhuxin steadied her breathing. “Why would I need to practice this?”

Qu Qingtang spread her hands.

“It’s… too short.”

“?”

Lu Zhuxin raised her head slightly. She cupped her small hands around her delicate face, which was slightly flushed from soaking in the pool water, her eyes expressing a question mark.

Her small face, steamed tender and crimson red by the heat, looked like a perfectly ripe peach.

It made one unable to resist wanting to take a bite.

However, she still didn’t dare look toward Qu Qingtang. A single glance from the corner of her eye and she immediately averted her gaze.

She sat with her back to Qu Qingtang in the pool water filled with floating red petals.

In the misty hot spring, all Qu Qingtang could see was a glimpse of tender snow-white smooth back.

And that fluffy long tail completely soaked by the pool water.

Usually, that fluffy long tail was puffy, like a ball of exploded cherry-pink cotton.

Now, the fox tail was immersed in water, its puffy cherry-colored fur spreading out in the water.

On the colorless, transparent water surface, it reflected a pink shadow.

Though that little fox merely sat quietly in the pool water with her back to Qu Qingtang.

The tail that kept swaying in the water, irritably paddling through it, completely betrayed its owner’s mood.

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Qu Qingtang’s gaze rested on that fox tail.

The tip of her tongue unconsciously pressed forward, rolling the moisture at the back of her tongue back in.

What would the texture of a fox tail soaked in warm water be like?

This thought flashed through Qu Qingtang’s mind. Without thinking further, she waded through the water to the little fox’s side and reached out to gently scoop up her big tail.

“Eep!”

Qu Qingtang heard a fox cry.

“You! What are you doing?!”

The little fox turned her head back, her flushed face full of questions and anger.

Her pair of fluffy ears also trembled and shook with her movements.

Her ears were dry. When soaking in the water, the little fox had deliberately kept her ears out.

Qu Qingtang really wanted to see them get wet and droop down.

“Your tail.” Qu Qingtang scooped up the fox tail soaking in the water.

After the fluffy fur got wet, all the hairs stuck together.

Holding it in her hands, it was heavy and substantial.

“I’ll help you wash it clean.”

Qu Qingtang stroked her tail, using her fingers to gently separate the fur that had stuck together.

“Mm…” The little fox trembled lightly. She instinctively wanted to pull her tail back from Qu Qingtang’s hands.

But after tugging hard twice, she didn’t succeed.

“No… no need!” Her voice was thin and small, mumbling unclearly.

Her snow-white tender shoulders and back trembled lightly, as if enduring something.

“You don’t need to be… so close to me…”

“After… let’s go back early…”

Qu Qingtang could see the little fox’s cheeks were already completely flushed.

She held the wet fox tail in her hands. Each gentle touch made that snow-white delicate body tense and tremble once.

Qu Qingtang was surprised. When the little fox was conscious, was her tail really this sensitive?

Thinking this, Qu Qingtang’s hands didn’t stop their movements.

She gently cradled the big tail in her hands, slowly washing along the direction of the fur’s growth.

Placing it in the water, she rubbed while massaging her skin.

The little fox trembled even more severely.

“Mm… my tail!”

She hugged her chest with her small hands, her slender waist curling.

“Qingtang…”

“Mm…”

“Don’t press so hard…”

Qu Qingtang’s hands didn’t stop, only seriously washing.

Hearing the little fox’s request, her hands mischievously rubbed down along the tail.

“Mm—!”

The little fox’s reaction became even more intense.

“You’re doing this on purpose!”

“Qu Qingtang?!”

The little fox’s face was full of blush, though whether from shame or anger was unclear.

“If you like playing with my tail so much, then play with it to your heart’s content!”

Before Qu Qingtang could understand what the little fox meant by this.

Suddenly, a soft “poof” sound.

A ball of cherry-pink fluff exploded before her eyes.

Qu Qingtang felt herself completely surrounded by cherry pink.

Nine fluffy fox tails slapped at the water’s surface before her eyes.

“Are you angry?” Qu Qingtang was surprised.

Had she teased this little fox too far again?

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Before she could figure out how to coax the angry little fox, the nine tails before her had already begun to move.

Those soft yet nimble tails suddenly hooked around Qu Qingtang’s arms, coiled around her slender waist, and wrapped around her bare feet and legs.

“Eh?!”

Qu Qingtang froze for a moment, then was suddenly rolled into the pool water.

“Hmph!”

The little fox blushed prettily and let out a delicate huff.

“Go drink some water!”

The little fox raised her head triumphantly.

Just then.

A tingling sensation came from her tail.

Like an electric shock, it traveled from the base of her tail throughout her entire body.

This time, it was Lu Zhuxin who froze.

She felt the base of her tail get pinched by a soft yet strong jade hand.

A surge of heat suddenly rose, making her entire body go soft by more than half.

A strong force came.

Lu Zhuxin was pulled into the water.

She widened her eyes and saw Qu Qingtang’s face approaching.

The sword cultivator’s strong, powerful jade hand gently pressed against Lu Zhuxin’s shoulder.

Qu Qingtang kissed her lips underwater.

…

Song Shiyuan packed up her belongings and left the courtyard.

The sky was already growing late, and Qu Qingtang still hadn’t returned.

Not just Qu Qingtang. Huang Xifeng and Liu Funing also seemed to have agreed on it, all disappearing together today.

Song Shiyuan furrowed her brow. She felt something was strange.

The quiet Fox Palace had a kind of calm before the storm.

“Qu Qingtang, is she not returning tonight either?”

Song Shiyuan looked toward the central courtyard.

“Is she with the Fox Monarch Lu Zhuxin right now?”

Song Shiyuan took out that aura-concealing talisman.

She hesitated for a long time.

Finally, she steeled her heart.

“I already have nothing left. I’ve abandoned my family, abandoned my sect, with no ties holding me back.”

“There’s nothing left to hesitate about.”

Song Shiyuan raised the aura-concealing talisman and slowly channeled spiritual power into it.

The talisman silently bloomed with a dim light. The glow spread, enveloping Song Shiyuan’s entire body.

Her whole person seemed to merge into the shadows.

She steadied herself. Since she’d already made up her mind, she wouldn’t hesitate anymore.

She stepped toward the direction of Fox Palace’s central courtyard.

The Fox Monarch’s great hall was located in the very center of Fox Palace, the core of the entire palace.

Even looking from afar, one could feel an inexplicable pressure bearing down.

Song Shiyuan knew what she was doing was very dangerous.

If she was truly discovered by the Fox Monarch, she might never escape this calamity.

But Song Shiyuan wouldn’t regret it.

Along the way, Song Shiyuan discovered there were far fewer servant maids in Fox Palace than before.

Her earlier feeling wasn’t her imagination.

The last time this situation occurred was when Lingxiao Sword Sect was preparing to infiltrate Fox Palace.

Could something be about to happen in Fox Palace again?

Song Shiyuan furrowed her delicate brows and unconsciously quickened her steps.

With the blessing of an aura-concealing talisman drawn by a Venerable Saint’s own hand, not a single fox demon maid along the way could detect Song Shiyuan’s traces.

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Song Shiyuan still remembered the safe routes through Fox Palace’s interior she’d mapped out before.

Following this route, she successfully approached Fox Palace’s central courtyard without incident.

“No guards?”

Song Shiyuan looked at the towering great hall before her. She felt a hint of surprise.

Having stayed in Fox Palace for so long, this was her first time coming to Fox Palace’s central courtyard.

It was also her first time seeing the Fox Monarch’s residence.

There were no guards whatsoever near the Fox Monarch’s great hall.

However, this also aligned well with Song Shiyuan’s understanding of that Fox Monarch.

It was very quiet here, with no lights.

And no one present.

“The Fox Monarch Lu Zhuxin isn’t here right now?”

Song Shiyuan hid in a corner, scanning the surroundings with her eyes.

If she investigated with her spiritual consciousness, it would be faster and more accurate.

But this was Fox Palace. If Song Shiyuan, a small Fifth Realm cultivator, really did that, it would be no different from suicide.

The fox clan’s weakness didn’t mean the fox clan truly had no strong individuals.

“No one here?”

After Song Shiyuan circled the Fox Palace great hall doing a simple reconnaissance, she reached a conclusion.

The layout around this Fox Palace great hall was very simple, completely unlike a place that could hide people.

“Little liar… where would you be hiding now?”

Song Shiyuan furrowed her brow. Her gaze fell back on the central great hall.

“Could it be… inside the Fox Monarch’s sleeping quarters?”

Song Shiyuan hesitated.

She reached into her chest and pulled out that silk pouch containing the little fox demon’s fox fur.

Her fingers rubbed over it for a while.

Half her face was hidden in shadow.

“The Fox Monarch and Qu Qingtang are both absent. Right now might be the best opportunity.”

Song Shiyuan didn’t expect to find that little liar tonight.

As long as she could find some simple clues left by that little liar, whether pheromones or fur, it would already be enough for her.

Silently and soundlessly, Song Shiyuan had already approached the Fox Monarch’s sleeping quarters’ door.

Her delicate brows knitted as she saw familiar sword marks on the sleeping quarters’ door.

She reached out to touch them.

The sword marks still seemed to retain Lingxiao Sword Sect’s sword qi.

This sword qi was too familiar. She couldn’t possibly mistake it.

This was sword qi left by Song Shixuan.

Why would the Fox Palace sleeping quarters’ door have sword qi left by Song Shixuan?

“What happened here?”

Song Shiyuan’s eyes showed confusion.

Carrying her questions, she gently raised her hand and pushed toward the wooden door before her.

With a creaking sound, the door opened.

A rich, fragrant scent rushed at her.

Song Shiyuan’s eyes suddenly contracted.

Two extremely familiar sweet fragrances mixed together, forming a scent that was completely foreign to Song Shiyuan.

Absurd, lewd.

Song Shiyuan felt like her brain had received a heavy blow.

Her thoughts and consciousness seemed about to shut down at this moment.

She raised her hand to cover her nose, hardly daring to believe her sense of smell.

“Has that side been cleaned?”

“Should we clean Her Majesty’s sleeping quarters?”

Song Shiyuan heard servant maids’ voices speaking behind her.

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Fox demons were coming. They were fox demon maids in charge of cleaning.

Song Shiyuan had no time now for shock and anger. She stepped inside the sleeping quarters before her to hide.

She hid behind the door, covering her mouth and nose, holding her breath.

“Huh? Why is this door open?”

“Her Majesty and the Immortal Venerable probably didn’t close the door when they left.”

“Her Majesty’s pheromone scent smells really good…”

“Shh! Do you have a death wish?! If Steward Hu Xian’er hears this, she’ll skin you alive.”

“It shouldn’t be that bad…”

“Steward Xian’er isn’t at Fox Palace, is she? And Her Majesty and the Immortal Venerable are currently bathing together at the bath pool. They won’t return for a while.”

“No one should hear what we’re saying…”

The fox demon maids’ voices gradually faded.

“Still, be more careful. Walls have ears, and disaster comes from the mouth.”

Song Shiyuan heard the fox demon maids’ footsteps receding into the distance.

They hadn’t discovered her existence.

But at this moment, Song Shiyuan had collapsed sitting on the ground, her face blank, letting herself be enveloped by the room’s rich fragrance.

The sweet fragrance in this room had two sources.

One was the orchid fragrance from Qu Qingtang’s body.

The other was the pheromone scent Song Shiyuan was extremely familiar with, from her beloved.

And the pheromone scent that fox demon maid just mentioned, there was only one kind here.

“The Fox Monarch’s pheromone scent…”

“The Fox Monarch’s pheromones…”

Song Shiyuan murmured and repeated.

She laughed bitterly aloud.

“So that’s how it is.”

“Qu Qingtang said no low-level fox demon could escape alive from an Eighth Realm sword cultivator…”

“So that’s what she meant…”

Only a peer-level expert could escape alive from an Eighth Realm sword cultivator’s killing strike.

“Qu Qingtang… she knew from the very beginning…”

“Only I was foolishly kept in the dark…”

Song Shiyuan took out that silk pouch from her chest again.

She gripped it tightly in her hand.

“Ming Zhaoxi… Lu Zhuxin…”

“ So this is your biggest lie? “

“Fox Monarch, Lu Zhuxin.”

She clenched her teeth, her breath chaotic, dark light flashing in her eyes.

The spiritual power inside her body began unconsciously circulating on its own, rampaging wildly.

This was a sign of qi deviation.

However, under the concealment of the aura-concealing talisman made by a Venerable Saint, no one discovered the abnormality here.

“Qu Qingtang…”

“Lu Zhuxin…”

“Heh…”

…

“Qingtang… don’t…”

Lu Zhuxin lay limply in Qu Qingtang’s embrace, raising one small hand to push weakly.

“Stop teasing…”

Qu Qingtang held her sitting on the edge of the bath pool, her light garment completely soaked, clinging tightly to her proud delicate body.

Beneath the white gauze, a faint pink showed through.

“Who started teasing first?” She laughed softly.