Volume 1, Chapter 7 – The Fox Demon’s Pheromones

She was a fox demon.

Song Shiyuan identified the girl before her as a demon in almost an instant.

However, her aura was very weak.

As if she had only just taken human form.

Perhaps she hadn’t even reached her initial heat period yet.

An inexperienced, naive fox demon.

Her cultivation was probably only at single tail level, roughly equivalent to a human Qi Refining stage cultivator, posing no threat to her whatsoever.

Song Shiyuan made this judgment.

To think there would be such a weak fox demon within the Fox Monarch’s Demon Palace.

It was somewhat unexpected.

All fox demons were beautiful. Although the little fox demon before her was young and naive, her face already possessed city-toppling beauty.

Song Shiyuan felt that among all the women she had seen, the only one who could match this little fox demon in appearance was probably her master, Immortal Venerable Qingzhi of Lingxiao Sword Sect.

Even that mature, ethereally beautiful fox demon from earlier paled in comparison to this little fox demon.

At this moment, the little fox demon before her raised her misty fox eyes, appearing all the more pitiful.

She was like a child who had done something wrong, trembling with fear as she awaited Song Shiyuan’s judgment, her beautiful fox eyes looking at her uneasily.

Being gazed upon by those watery eyes, Song Shiyuan’s tense heart instantly softened by three parts.

A beautiful, weak, and timid fox demon.

Was she also a female consort kept in the palace by the Fox Monarch?

But judging by her attire, she didn’t look like a consort. She resembled a laundry maid.

“…Sister?”

Seeing Song Shiyuan remain motionless for a long while, the little fox demon before her asked tentatively in a trembling voice.

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“Next time, don’t sneak around and hide behind people, especially behind sword cultivators. It’s very dangerous,” Song Shiyuan said, putting away her natal sword.

“Wu…”

“Axi… Axi just wanted to bring sister some bedding, nothing else.”

The timid fox demon said timidly.

“Bedding?” Only then did Song Shiyuan shift her gaze to the bedding in the little fox demon’s hands.

“Mm-hmm!! This is what Axi just picked up and washed very carefully!”

“And used fragrant immortal herb essence!”

“I hope pretty sister likes it.”

Noticing Song Shiyuan’s gaze, the little fox demon lifted the bedding in her hands as if presenting a treasure.

However, the little fox demon’s attention seemed entirely focused on Song Shiyuan. She didn’t notice at all that she was standing in the courtyard’s flower bushes.

And because the bedding in her hands blocked her vision, she also didn’t see that her clothes had been caught by a flower’s thorns.

Then, with a tearing sound, the little fox demon, who had lost her balance, fell toward Song Shiyuan with a terrified expression, clutching the bedding.

“Watch out!”

Seeing this, Song Shiyuan instinctively stepped forward.

The ground was covered with flower branches she had cut. If this weak fox demon fell directly onto them, that delicate face might suffer.

The naturally upright junior sister of the Sword Sect, without much thought, let her body react instinctively.

She stepped forward and caught the little fox demon who was about to fall.

The trembling little fox demon fell into the sword cultivator’s embrace as she wished.

Her small face buried in warm softness, and in a place the sword cultivator couldn’t see, the corners of her mouth lifted slightly in an arc of successful deception.

“Are you… alright?”

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Completely unaware of this, Song Shiyuan slightly furrowed her elegant brows.

The muscles in her arms unconsciously tightened.

She finally understood what the storybooks she used to read in the mortal world meant by “a fox demon’s body is fragrant and soft.”

No wonder those scholars and sword cultivators in the storybooks always couldn’t resist the temptation of fox demons.

With such a fragrant, soft little thing docilely held in your arms, who wouldn’t be dazed?

It was just that Song Shiyuan was a normal female cultivator with no interest in women.

The little fox demon curled up boneless and soft in her embrace, her body still trembling from fear.

“Are you alright?” Song Shiyuan asked.

The little fox demon was petite, even shorter than her by a head. In her arms, she appeared delicate and exquisite.

Song Shiyuan lowered her head slightly, able to see that pure, pretty face up close.

“Wu…”

At this moment, the little fox demon raised her head.

Their eyes met.

In those naturally innocent fox eyes, a trace of naive allure showed. Her pretty face was flushed, her expression bashful, yet tinged with faint bewilderment.

Being so close, Song Shiyuan could even feel the other’s constant heartbeat.

Unlike this thin, pale, and tender body, the heartbeat was rapid and powerful.

“Sister…”

The little fox demon, innocent of romance, said with a naive expression, “Sister, you smell so good.”

“Do you… do you understand what you’re saying?” Song Shiyuan’s elegant brows furrowed.

Suddenly, Song Shiyuan caught a whiff of a delicate, serene fragrance, like sweet bamboo in the mountains.

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That sweet scent traveled from Song Shiyuan’s nose, spreading softly and tenderly throughout her entire body.

Song Shiyuan felt her heartbeat inexplicably accelerating, and her breathing becoming rapid and heavy.

She discovered that the dormant Pure Yang sword qi within her body was also beginning to gradually become active and boiling.

Even the natal sword that had just been withdrawn back into her lower dantian was leaping joyfully.

If Song Shiyuan hadn’t controlled it in time, her natal sword might have already emerged from her body uncontrollably.

From within the constantly leaping natal sword, a longing was conveyed to Song Shiyuan.

A longing for the little fox demon before her.

“You! …What are you doing!”

Song Shiyuan’s heart jolted in alarm, and she hastily pushed away the soft fox demon in her arms.

“Wu…”

The delicate and powerless little fox demon was no match for the physically strong sword cultivator. She was pushed back stumbling, then fell to the ground.

She looked at Song Shiyuan with tearful eyes, reaching out to rub her sore bottom. Her watery large eyes were filled with incomprehension.

Little pearls were already dripping down pitter-patter.

Seeing her look so aggrieved, the words of reproach that reached Song Shiyuan’s lips somehow couldn’t come out.

As a Pure Yang sword cultivator who studied under a peerless sword immortal, Song Shiyuan had naturally heard the sect elders recount the various romantic past encounters and intimate entanglements between Pure Yang sword cultivators and the fox demon lineage.

After a brief moment of confusion, she immediately understood what had just happened.

The little fox demon before her had released her pheremones.

Just as the Pure Yang energy of sword cultivators could attract and suppress fox demons with their yin-soft constitutions.

The pheromones of fox demons could arouse and amplify the lust of Pure Yang sword cultivators.

In various erotic storybooks, this was also an excellent aphrodisiac for bedroom activities.

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“You…” Song Shiyuan bit her silver teeth lightly. “Using pheromones on sword cultivators is a very dangerous behavior. Don’t you know that?”

“Huh?” The little fox demon blinked her watery fox eyes, looking completely bewildered.

Song Shiyuan choked in frustration.

But facing the little fox demon’s ignorant and naive appearance, whatever she wanted to say felt like punching cotton.

An inexperienced, innocent little fox demon perhaps truly didn’t understand.

“Forget it… Don’t come near me anymore.” Song Shiyuan quickly retreated, distancing herself from the little fox demon.

“Go back quickly. You don’t understand anything, so don’t casually approach sword cultivators anymore.”

She hastily ran into the room, shut the door with a bang, covered her chest, and panted slightly.

She circulated her spiritual power, barely managing to calm the heat that had surged through her body moments ago.

Outside the room, only the bewildered little fox demon was left, not knowing what to do.

[Looks like your debut didn’t go well, Host.]

The System was the first to arrive to mock her.

Lu Zhuxin raised her hand and gently touched a special meridian acupoint on her neck.

This place was called the “Dew Point,” and according to the setting, it was a special feature unique to fox demons.

“Isn’t this how fox demon pheromones are supposed to be used?” Lu Zhuxin asked in a low voice.

[Host, do you understand the meaning of “going too far is as bad as not going far enough”?

The amount you just released was a lethal dose.]

“It’s fine.” A meaningful expression appeared on Lu Zhuxin’s face.

“A little fox demon who just took human form, inexperienced in worldly matters, innocent of desire, encountering someone she likes for the first time, unable to control her fox demon instincts, and accidentally releasing pheromones.”

“This way, it appears natural and reasonable.”