Tu Shanche: "!!!"

The snow fox's beautiful, golden eyes were filled with a terror and shame far greater than when it faced the egg-shaped knife. The places its hands had touched... were simply...

A burst of heat, even more intense than before, exploded out, turning the snow fox completely red, like a freshly cooked shrimp, even its pink paw pads showing a blush of embarrassment.

He struggled violently, trying to push Murong Xiao's face with his claws, but he was held too tightly, his four paws dangling in the air, and his struggles were more like him acting cute and rolling around in the other's arms.

"Let go... Xiao'er, be good... You, you let go first..."

Tu Shanche's furious divine sense exploded in Murong Xiao's sea of ​​consciousness, but unfortunately, the little brat, who was being tormented and confused, completely blocked it out.

On the other side, the female cultivator who was being held firmly to the ground by Shen Zhaozhao was initially struggling and twisting, shouting, "Let me go, you fools who have been bewitched!"

"I'm saving it! Saving it, don't you understand! Only by severing all emotions and love can one attain the Great Dao!"

But then, her voice suddenly stopped.

As she struggled and desperately looked up to see who dared to stop her from "acting on behalf of Heaven," her gaze finally met Shen Zhaozhao's face.

The gentle, delicate face, now distorted with anger, paled the moment Qin Zhenzhen saw Chen Zhaozhao's features. The anger in her eyes receded like a tide, replaced by an indescribable, almost fanatical light of surprise, like stars suddenly illuminating the night sky, instantly filling Qin Zhenzhen's heart and eyes.

"Junior Sister... Junior Sister?!"

Qin Zhenzhen's voice was filled with unbelievable joy, her tone trembling slightly with excitement, every syllable overflowing with delight, "Second Senior Brother showed me your image stone, it really is you~!"

Shen Zhaozhao's hand on her shoulder suddenly stiffened, and she froze.

That heartfelt, almost tearful "Junior Sister" struck her like a thunderbolt.

She subconsciously looked down, her gaze sweeping over the strangely shaped, yet crackling with lightning, egg-shaped knife that the female cultivator had dropped to the side... The blade seemed to still retain some unique aura, as if it had been repeatedly tempered by powerful lightning...

Speaking of which, my second senior brother did mention that she did indeed have a senior sister who traveled all over Lingzhou chasing after demonic beasts undergoing tribulation, just waiting for them to fail so she could shout "Hurry or miss out!" and rush to collect their materials... a weapon-cultivating senior sister?!

Shen Zhaozhao abruptly pulled her hand back, taking two steps back. Her eyes were filled with suspicion and uncertainty, and her voice trembled without her even realizing it as she tentatively asked, "...Third...Third Senior Sister...?"

Upon hearing this address, Qin Zhenzhen was so excited that she jumped up, completely forgetting that she had just been pinned to the ground and rubbed against the wall, as well as the egg-crushing knife that had fallen to the ground.

A radiant, enthusiastic smile bloomed on her face, and she threw herself into Shen Zhaozhao's arms, exclaiming, "It really is Junior Sister Zhaozhao!"

Murong Xiao was still engrossed in rubbing his brother's hand warmer against his skin, but he clearly caught the earth-shattering cry of "Third Senior Sister" in his ears.

His hand, which was rubbing the fox, suddenly stopped, and his face, which had been buried in the fur, instantly lifted up: "...Third Senior Sister? This, this is our fellow disciple?!"

The snow fox, who had been petted by Murong Xiao to the point of despair and utter humiliation, turned its fluffy head with difficulty. Its golden eyes were filled with a deep sense of bewilderment at this chaotic world and... a hint of barely perceptible despair.

After being released by Shen Zhaozhao, Qin Zhenzhen did not pounce on him again. Instead, she obediently sat cross-legged on the spot, with her hands properly placed on her knees.

She pointed to her slender fingers with a wronged expression, her voice tinged with the frustration of being misunderstood: "You've misunderstood... I didn't mean to make things difficult for the fox clan..."

"Isn't it because... we haven't been able to find any demon cultivators undergoing tribulation lately?"

She raised her eyes, quickly glanced at Elder Hu Qi, who was still immersed in shock and lingering fear not far away, then quickly lowered her eyelids and stared at her fingertips: "Lingzhou is too peaceful, not even a decent thundercloud can gather!"

"I've been wondering if these demon cultivators have all become lazy and unambitious? They're all just thinking about how to dress up in a flamboyant way, how to seduce this person and flirt with that person, indulging in love and romance, and have completely forgotten about serious cultivation!"

"How can this be allowed? The path to enlightenment is arduous; to not advance is to retreat!"

"If they waste their time and squander their years like this, when will they attract heavenly tribulations to temper themselves? When will they be able to make me... cough cough, make them stronger?!"

"so."

Qin Zhenzhen spread her hands confidently, "I just wanted to help them sever those worldly entanglements, purify their minds and desires, and concentrate on cultivation! I guarantee their efficiency will double, attracting the tribulation lightning sooner! I'm helping them attain enlightenment! My intentions are good!"

"puff--!"

Elder Hu Qi couldn't catch his breath, his old face turned purple, his finger trembled as he pointed at Qin Zhenzhen, his eyes rolled back, and he looked like he was about to faint on the spot.

Qin Zhenzhen's gaze was drawn to Elder Hu Qi's commotion.

She tilted her head, her gentle eyes sweeping over Hu Qi's wrinkled, distorted face, her gaze gradually shifting towards a... sharp danger.

"This old fox...I don't think I've seen it before?"

Qin Zhenzhen seemed thoughtful. "At such an advanced age, her cultivation level looks... hmm? She hasn't even experienced a tribulation yet?"

"Tsk, this is definitely the kind of person who takes advantage of their cultivation level to act arrogantly, lacks ambition, and is obsessed with... uh, maybe even a bad old man who deliberately corrupts the little fox into infatuation with love!"

"Your foundation is rotten, what kind of cultivation are you doing? I'll kill you tomorrow as a warning to others!"

"?!"

Elder Hu Qi had just caught his breath from the juniors when he heard this thunderous whisper. Terrified, he abandoned all pretense of decorum and scrambled towards the white figure that Tu Shan Che had transformed into, wailing with tears streaming down his face, "Demon Lord, save me! Save me! This evil star won't even spare this old man!"

Just as chaos erupted, a gentle yet irresistible aura suddenly burst forth from the snow fox that had been "tortured" by Murong Xiao.

As the light faded, Tu Shanche had returned to human form.

He stood there, his moon-white brocade robe bearing a few barely noticeable wrinkles from being rubbed, a few strands of silver hair clinging messily to his slightly flushed cheeks, and his breathing noticeably unsteady.

Deep within those golden pupils, a trace of lingering shyness and anger still remained, and the corners of their eyes were as red as if they had been smeared with the most vibrant rouge.

It's fair to say that it's quite intriguing.