Volume 1, Chapter 45 – She Did It to Forget You

With a slight sweep of her gaze, Hu Xian’er saw the long, sensual red mark on the silver-haired fox demon maiden’s chest.

Fury surged up once again.

“Stop making excuses. I saw everything. Now you’re caught red-handed with irrefutable evidence, and you still want to continue denying it?!” Hu Xian’er berated. “The sword cultivators of Lingxiao Sword Sect are all this shameless!”

Song Shiyuan frowned.

Fine, she admitted that what just happened did indeed look very easy to misunderstand.

But this fox demon could scold her all she wanted. Why did she always have to drag her sect into it?

This fox demon seemed to have a lot of grievances against people from Lingxiao Sword Sect.

Especially toward Song Shiyuan. Her grievances were huge.

Song Shiyuan didn’t even know where she had provoked her.

Like right now, the fierce killing intent emanating from that white fox was about to completely submerge her.

A six-tailed fox demon. She truly couldn’t beat her.

Especially at this moment, being inside the Fox Palace with her cultivation sealed.

“I know you’ll think I’m lying.” Song Shiyuan said. “But as a disciple of Lingxiao Sword Sect, as a student under Immortal Venerable Qingzhi, I will not lie. Especially not about this kind of thing!”

“I have my pride too.”

Because the other party had mentioned Lingxiao Sword Sect, Song Shiyuan wouldn’t yield on this issue.

“I don’t know why you have such prejudice against Lingxiao Sword Sect, but I don’t want anyone to continue insulting Lingxiao Sword Sect because of me.”

Upon hearing this, Hu Xian’er narrowed her eyes into a dangerous arc. “Lingxiao Sword Sect, heh, you really are such a good disciple of Lingxiao Sword Sect.”

Song Shiyuan furrowed her brows. She felt something was off about this fox demon’s tone. She seemed to be implying something else.

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So it wasn’t just Song Shiyuan who had provoked her, but the entire Lingxiao Sword Sect?

Or perhaps she had this attitude toward all sword cultivators?

The atmosphere gradually became heavy. Involving matters of principle, Song Shiyuan was unwilling to retreat at this moment.

So what if she couldn’t win? Sword cultivators had bones of steel. From foot to mouth, everything was hard and unyielding.

An invisible storm rapidly brewed between the two.

It looked like they were about to fight.

The silver-haired little fox demon behind Hu Xian’er tugged on her sleeve and said softly, “Steward Xian’er… forget it. Axi doesn’t want any trouble to arise because of Axi.”

“If Her Majesty finds out, it will make her unhappy.”

“Axi…” Song Shiyuan was surprised. She hadn’t expected the little fox demon to be willing to speak up for her at a time like this.

Although it was more about wanting to smooth things over.

But the little fox demon was still that little fox demon. Even though she had lost her memories, her essence wouldn’t change.

Compared to Song Shiyuan’s surprise, Hu Xian’er’s face showed more displeasure.

She didn’t like sword cultivators, especially this female sword cultivator from Lingxiao Sword Sect before her.

She actually really wanted to take this opportunity to teach this sword cultivator a lesson.

But since the little fox demon behind her had already said this, Hu Xian’er couldn’t very well continue on this topic.

Hu Xian’er turned around and conjured a garment with her magical power, draping it over the little fox demon.

“You go back first. I’ll handle things here.” Hu Xian’er said.

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The silver-haired little fox demon looked at Song Shiyuan across from her, then at Hu Xian’er.

Finally she nodded, put on the garment Hu Xian’er handed her, picked up her small water bucket, and pattered away.

From beginning to end, the little fox demon never said another word to Song Shiyuan, nor gave her another glance.

Song Shiyuan watched the little fox demon leave the entire time, her heart still feeling empty.

She had clearly thought before: as long as she could see her once more and know she was safe, that would be enough.

But why, after seeing her again, did that empty feeling in Song Shiyuan’s heart not lessen in the slightest?

After seeing the little fox demon didn’t recognize her, that feeling became even more bitter and unbearable.

Song Shiyuan reluctantly withdrew her gaze and returned her attention to the fox steward before her.

She didn’t know if it was Song Shiyuan’s imagination, but she felt that after the little fox demon left, the killing intent emanating from this fox steward became even less concealed.

What was going on with this fox?

She always seemed like she wanted to attack her. That killing intent definitely wasn’t fake.

But Song Shiyuan also discovered that although this fox was always angry, she had never truly attacked her.

The only time she had attacked was outside Red Spring Pavilion, but that time was merely a warning. Song Shiyuan had only received minor superficial injuries.

Even that night, when such a big incident had occurred, this fox steward had only confined Song Shiyuan for seven days.

Why?

Was it because Song Shiyuan was the Fox Monarch’s female consort? So even Hu Xian’er, the fox steward, didn’t dare truly punish Song Shiyuan?

Thinking of this, Song Shiyuan couldn’t help feeling somewhat self-mocking.

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Just how important was she to that nine-tailed Fox Monarch, really?

If she was truly important, then why, after so much time had passed, had she still not seen her even once?

How strange.

Song Shiyuan couldn’t figure it out, and now wasn’t the time to think about these things.

She looked at Hu Xian’er and couldn’t help asking, “Steward Xian’er, is there something else you wanted to tell me?”

Hu Xian’er still had a cold face. She said, “She already said she doesn’t want to see you again.”

The “she” Hu Xian’er spoke of naturally referred to Ming Zhaoxi.

“So from now on, stay far away from her. Don’t approach her anymore!”

Hu Xian’er warned again. “I think you should be able to understand what I’m saying.”

Song Shiyuan didn’t respond, only quietly looked at Hu Xian’er.

A six-tailed fox demon of the Fifth Realm, her strength was indeed formidable. If Song Shiyuan hadn’t been captured and brought here, how long would it take her to catch up?

Humans were Heaven’s favored children. The cultivation speed of human cultivators was much faster than that of the demon race.

If Song Shiyuan had sufficient resources, surpassing and defeating the six-tailed fox demon before her wouldn’t take too long.

The atmosphere turned cold once again.

After a long while, Song Shiyuan continued to ask, “The little fox demon… Ming Zhaoxi, has she truly forgotten me? What exactly happened?”

“Why did she lose her memories? And what is that mark on her forehead?”

Hu Xian’er looked at her coldly.

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This sword cultivator had no intention of listening to her at all.

This made her very unhappy. Extremely unhappy.

But she still answered Song Shiyuan’s question.

“That’s a seal.” Hu Xian’er said. “I sealed her memories.”

“So that’s how it is.” Song Shiyuan had a sudden realization.

The little fox demon had her memories sealed by someone, so that’s why she didn’t remember her.

Hu Xian’er looked at Song Shiyuan’s appearance and gave a cold laugh.

“She asked me to seal them herself.”

“It was to completely forget you, to stop being in pain.”

“If you truly care about her, then stop approaching her.”

“Your approach will only bring her pain.”

Having said this, Hu Xian’er directly turned and left.

If she stayed here any longer, continuing to look at that female sword cultivator’s appearance, Hu Xian’er worried she really couldn’t help but attack her.

Song Shiyuan paid no attention to Hu Xian’er’s departure.

In her mind remained only the words Hu Xian’er had said.

“She did it to completely forget me, to forget the pain…”

“So she actively sought someone to seal her own memories…”