Volume 1, Chapter 8 – Liking a Fox? Absolutely Impossible!

Lu Zhuxin slowly stood up and straightened the clothes she had deliberately torn herself.

She didn’t think this counted as a failed debut.

At least Song Shiyuan’s reaction just now could be considered passable.

If that sword cultivator junior sister had truly been seduced by just a little bit of pheromones and kept holding her without letting go,

Then Lu Zhuxin would instead suspect whether Song Shiyuan was really the Sword Sect junior sister from his novel.

“Your Majesty.”

The soft, charming fox demon attendant emerged from concealment and carefully draped clothes over Lu Zhuxin.

She had witnessed the Fox Monarch’s series of earlier arrangements, as well as her interaction with that little sword cultivator just now.

She didn’t quite understand the meaning behind the Fox Monarch’s actions.

Was Her Majesty trying to charm that little sword cultivator?

But hadn’t Her Majesty already made her a female consort?

If she truly liked her, couldn’t she just summon her to attend her bedchamber?

Why expend so much effort to clear out an area for her and make so many arrangements?

Or perhaps Her Majesty enjoyed this feeling of keeping and toying with prey?

Hu Mei’er’s mind was full of question marks.

Lu Zhuxin saw the expression on Hu Mei’er’s face.

She raised her hand and pinched Hu Mei’er.

The fox beauty’s seductive face gradually flushed under the manipulation of her fingers.

So cute.

She clearly had the face of an alluring seductress, so why was she so innocent?

Just a few pinches and she was already blushing.

If the other female leads were all this easy to flirt with, she wouldn’t need to go through so much trouble.

“Let’s return for today.” Lu Zhuxin withdrew her hand and turned to leave.

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“Your Majesty…” Hu Mei’er’s face glowed with rosy color as she watched Lu Zhuxin’s departing figure, her charming eyes like silk.

Sister Xian’er was right. Her Majesty really was different from before.

Ever since encountering that man, she was like a different person.

The former Her Majesty was very cold.

Unromantic.

Not even like a fox.

Cold as ice, hard as stone.

The former Her Majesty would never have had such intimate contact with attendants like them.

Her Majesty changed because of a man?

But…

Hu Mei’er cupped her own face.

Her Majesty now had become so adorable.

Especially just now, that cute appearance of naively tumbling into that little sword cultivator’s embrace.

Hu Mei’er wished she could be that little sword cultivator herself.

…

[Host, what do you plan to do next?]

“Next, hmm…” Lu Zhuxin walked while stroking her chin.

“Sword cultivators have straightforward personalities and are all quite stubborn. Song Shiyuan is no exception. She responds to gentleness, not force.”

“Using force definitely won’t work. I need to use something softer.”

[So?]

Lu Zhuxin pondered for a while.

“Tonight, I’ll climb into her bed.”

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[…]

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Meanwhile, on the other side.

Song Shiyuan fled awkwardly into her room.

She shut the door with a bang.

Her back against the wooden door, she panted slightly.

Her Foundation Establishment stage spiritual power circulated continuously for several full cycles before barely calming the agitation within her body.

Even so, Song Shiyuan’s heart was still filled with lingering fear.

“Just now, what was the deal with that fox demon…” Song Shiyuan raised her hand to cover her chest. Her chest still seemed to retain the soft sensation of when the little fox demon had curled up in her arms.

Although Song Shiyuan was encountering a fox demon for the first time, this didn’t mean she knew little about fox demons.

Song Shiyuan had a little hobby that few people knew about.

She enjoyed reading stories and collecting all kinds of storybooks.

Naturally, this included various unofficial chronicles related to fox demons.

So she actually had quite a bit of knowledge about the various aspects of fox demons.

Fox demon pheromones, while they could amplify human desire and cause Pure Yang sword cultivators’ yang energy to become restless.

The pheromones themselves were not equivalent to aphrodisiacs.

As long as the sword cultivator’s heart didn’t produce desire itself, the effect of the pheromones would be greatly suppressed.

Moreover, the potency of the pheromones was linked to the fox demon’s own cultivation level.

The stronger the fox demon’s power, the stronger the desire the pheromones could arouse.

That little fox demon just now was only at single tail, right!

This kind of fox demon who had just taken human form shouldn’t even have the ability to control her own pheromones, right?

Yet it was just such an inexperienced fox demon, so why did her pheromones have such a strong effect on her?

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Making her so embarrassed and disheveled.

Song Shiyuan couldn’t understand.

Was her willpower really that poor?

“Something’s not right… No! It’s not my problem.”

“It’s that little fox demon.”

“That little fox demon might be problematic.”

Song Shiyuan calmed down.

First of all, she already had someone she liked in her heart. Although this affection was quite naive and couldn’t be spoken aloud,

But Song Shiyuan was very clear about her own naive, youthful feelings.

Her sexual orientation was very clear.

The person she liked was a man.

She had no interest in grinding mirrors. It was impossible for her to have feelings for a female fox.

Taking a step back, even if she really might… have just a tiny bit of feeling toward a same-sex fox…

Then at the very least, it should be for that kind of mature, intellectual big sister fox demon. Not that kind of frail, weak fox demon.

“That agitation just now…”

“Her pheromones produced such a violent reaction.”

“Either her power far exceeds mine…”

“Or I had no guard against her… or even truly developed desire for her.”

Song Shiyuan’s gaze was somewhat gloomy.

She felt both of these situations were impossible.

“No… It seems there’s one more situation.”

“I once saw something in a very obscure unofficial history about pheromones.”

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If a sword cultivator was naturally compatible with a particular fox demon, the effect of her pheromones would be greatly enhanced.

The more matched the two were, the stronger the pheromone effect.

Even if the fox demon didn’t actively release pheromones, a naturally compatible sword cultivator could still smell that scent hidden within the body and find the fox demon’s location.

Fox demons and Pure Yang sword cultivators would attract each other.

This situation, in that unofficial history, was called:

Heaven-ordained match.

“Bullshit!”

“An unofficial history without even a proper attribution, how can it be taken as fact?”

Song Shiyuan grabbed her own hair in frustration.

“I must be crazy to let a fox demon disturb my mind like this.”

“Perhaps… This is exactly those fox demons’ goal?”

Song Shiyuan calmly recalled everything that had happened since leaving the dungeon.

It all seemed normal on the surface.

The Fox Monarch wanted her as a female consort, but wasn’t in a hurry to have her attend the bedchamber.

Instead, she was given lodging and told to bathe and groom herself.

This was a bit strange. According to the plot developments in the storybooks she’d read.

At this time, attendants should forcibly clean her body.

Strip her naked, wrap her in bedding, and send her directly to the Fox Monarch’s bed.

When had that cruel and treacherous fox demon monarch become so merciful?

And that little fox demon was also very strange.

The timing of her appearance was too coincidental.

She had just been brought out of the dungeon, yet that fox demon had already received the message and had even prepared bedding in advance?