Chapter 7
The little fox wasn't particularly surprised to see it.
This guy has enjoyed criticizing and demanding things of him since he was a child, and he has a lot of rules.
The young master's name was Du Hengzhi. Seeing that he had driven away all the business, the little fox could only ask dryly, "What can I do for you, Young Master Du?"
The newcomer chuckled, his folding fan twirling like a flower cup in his palm: "Catch the little fox."
Before the little fox could react, the prince sat down beside him and took the fox-shaped Moonlit Soul from the stall in his hand.
"Who gave you this?"
The prince still wore a smile, but his eyes held a hint of coldness.
"Isn't all that enough already?"
The little fox exclaimed in surprise, thinking to itself, "I was carrying things, how did I accidentally bring this out with me?"
He tried to take it back, but the other person lifted him up.
The little fox was slender, but the prince was quite tall.
The man lifted the object above his head, but the little fox couldn't reach it even when it jumped, which drew chuckles from the onlookers.
His cheeks flushed with anger: "You've already caused me enough trouble, how come you're taking my things for free?"
"I won't take it for free."
The prince looked at him intently.
"Ten thousand taels of gold."
This item was given to him by the Azure Lotus God, and it doesn't seem right to sell it like this.
"One hundred thousand taels of gold."
The little fox suddenly looked up. This money could buy a large piece of Moon Soul Essence, but...
"Three hundred thousand taels of gold."
"Deal!" The little fox slammed her hand on the table and handed the Moonlight Flowing Jade Pendant to the other party. "Give me the money."
The prince's cold gaze softened, and as he took out the silver note and was about to hand it to the little fox, he added, "Add a red thread as well."
The little fox thought to itself, "These people are so strange. Why do they insist on tying up that pointless red thread?"
"Okay, okay."
The little fox took a stick from the fortune teller's stall and then bought a piece of silver.
"What's the point of tying it up?"
"Young master, this is absolutely unacceptable!"
Before the fortune teller could stop him, the prince chuckled, then hoisted the little fox onto his shoulder, and with a light step, leaped away.
The little fox shrieked and punched the other person, yelling, "Are you crazy?"
The prince chuckled lightly and suddenly led the person to a mountaintop.
The little fox didn't understand. His sleeves billowed in the wind, like a butterfly spreading its wings.
He asked, "What is this for?"
Suddenly, the prince took out a magical artifact, and with a flash of light at his fingertips, he summoned a fire phoenix that soared into the sky and spread its wings.
The fire phoenix swung its tail across the sky, leaving behind streaks of jewel-like rivers in the deep, dark expanse.
The fragments landed in the little fox's palm and transformed into sparkling, translucent glass beads.
The little fox was overjoyed and chased after the fire phoenix, catching pearls all the way.
He turned to the prince, smiling for the first time: "These beads would look beautiful strung together with gold thread and worn on the wrists and ankles."
"Where did you get this treasure from?!"
The prince looked down at him, a slight smile playing on his lips.
The little fox reflected in his eyes was like moonlight washing over a new lotus leaf, clear and radiant.
“I found it in my father’s treasury,” he coughed lightly. “But there’s a little fox on it that looks just like you, so I took it out.”
He showed it to the little fox, and the seal on the treasure was indeed carved with a little fox.
No, while the brushstrokes are exquisite, the fox's mouth is sculpted into an extremely round shape, somewhat resembling a ferret.
The fluffy little creature was fast asleep, its soft fur making it adorable, and it lay quietly in the lotus flower.
The little fox couldn't resist sticking out its ears again and twitching them.
He confidently extended his hand: "This must have been a gift from someone else, give it to me."
The prince smiled and said, "It was originally meant for you, but it also has a special use."
Then, a flash of light appeared at his fingertips, and a fire phoenix flew over, bowed its head, and prostrated itself before the little fox.
The prince then took the little fox and sat on it. In an instant, the fire phoenix spread its wings and carried them into the sky.
The sky is clear and pure, with scattered stars and floating scales.
Emerald peaks stand like a screen, and rushing clouds form waterfalls.
The little fox flew through the sky, a wisp of smoke forming a boat. With a gentle push, it dispersed into the distance.
Looking down, the fields stretch endlessly.
A sudden breeze swept by, and the green trees covering the mountains rose and fell in waves, surging in from the horizon like ocean waves.
The little fox stared blankly at the scene.
A distant and vague dull ache crept up from the depths of my heart.
For some reason, all of this seems like something I've seen before.
At that time, he seemed to be injured. Someone held him in their arms, gently stroking his back while whispering something.
"It must be an illusion," the little fox closed its eyes.
Later, the little fox got tired, so the prince carried him to a cave.
The two of them went to pick some wild fruits and fragrant flowers, but their joy turned to sorrow when the little fox was bitten on the ankle by a snake.
His eyes immediately filled with tears.
The prince removed his shoes and socks, revealing feet that were as white and smooth as snow.
Only the wound oozed black blood and was swollen and red.
"It needs to be dealt with." The prince lowered his eyes and grasped his foot, his ears slightly red. "I'll help you detoxify."
"Hey!"
Before the little fox could stop him, the prince's lips were already pressed against the wound, and he began to gently suck on it.
The other person's movements were very gentle, so it didn't hurt.
But even the slow-witted little fox felt his face burning with embarrassment from having his feet pressed against like that.
However, the other party showed no intimacy whatsoever, spitting out several mouthfuls of black blood to clear away the remaining poison, leaving the little fox unable to push him away even if it wanted to.
"Young Master, treating illnesses will cost a lot of money."
Just as the little fox was about to change her expression, the prince wiped his lips and smiled.
"You don't have to pay. Just tie the red string between our fingers, and I'll waive all the fees."
The little fox thought to itself, "What's the big deal about tying a red string?"
It doesn't cost any money.
He nodded, then took out the red thread he had casually taken from the fortune teller and tied it to the fingertips of the two of them.
The red lines shimmered with golden light, like fireflies flitting about.
The prince's cold gaze softened: "Look, the two of us look very good together."
The little fox thought to itself that anything with fingers would fit well.
However, that's not entirely true. For example, when he and the Azure Lotus God were bound together, their bodies would spontaneously combust.
It's utterly bizarre.
As he was lost in thought, the prince slightly curled the corners of his lips and then went to help him remove the poison.
But in the end, the other person's lips landed on the instep of his foot.
——
Chongyun told Qinglian that the only way to obtain the Bodhi Jade Marrow was to retrieve it from Zhangyuan.
Legend has it that this object can reshape the body, but it is actually the eye of the ancient demon beast Ji Meng.
“Even the Heavenly Emperor couldn’t subdue this beast.” Chongyun frowned. “Even if you were to go, you would face a nine-out-of-ten chance of death.”
Qinglian did not answer, but asked, "Chongyun, the Snow Mink clan is born without immortal bones, yet you have become the only immortal in a thousand years."
“In your generation, everyone except you had a damaged demon core.”
Qinglian looked up at him.
"Simply because you are the most talented."
Chongyun's expression turned cold, and his hand, hidden under his sleeve, slowly clenched.
"Even the most knowledgeable Wenqu Xingjun (God of Literature) is unaware of this information."
The Azure Lotus God turned around, his robes fluttering in the wind.
"Chongyun, as a token of my gratitude, I will give you Ji Meng's other eye."
“A severed bond is hard to mend.” Chongyun slowly said, “If one were to personally erase a name from the Three Lives Stone, one would have to take nine thousand steps on Wumeng Mountain, kowtow with each step, tear off half of one’s primordial spirit, forge it into an immortal blade, and then re-engrave the name.”
He asked, "Let alone whether he is willing to carve his name, his primordial spirit is incomplete, and a single lightning tribulation could easily obliterate you."
Is it worth it?
The Azure Lotus God lowered his eyes and suddenly gave a self-deprecating laugh: "It was my own inability to see through things that led me to force things. What's the point of talking about whether it's worth it or not?"
He said nothing more and hurriedly returned to the fortune-telling stall.
But the little fox had already disappeared without a trace.
The fortune teller's forehead was covered in fine sweat. He bowed respectfully and said, "My Lord, someone has taken Young Master Su away. I am too weak to stop them."
Then a luminous pearl was presented, which reflected the previous scene.
The little fox was being carried on the shoulder of a tall man. His black hair was like a waterfall, and his face was flushed. He didn't look too fierce.
The Azure Lotus God could no longer bear to watch, so he gently squeezed the bead, and it turned into dust in his palm.
Unable to find the little fox's scent, his wide sleeves fluttered, his palms moved with the wind, and thousands of lotus petals escaped from his fingertips, suddenly scattering into the mortal world.
The fortune teller panicked, "My lord, the Lotus Trail Technique consumes a great deal of spiritual energy, you—"
Dark clouds gathered in Qinglian Shenjun's eyes, and he said in a low voice, "I can't worry about that now."
He was extremely anxious, and finally found the little fox in a dense forest, only to be met with this scene.
The little fox, dressed in white, bloomed like a snow-covered flower, layer upon layer.
His jade-like right foot was held in another's hand, and the other person gently kissed it.
The tips of the boy's fluffy fox ears and bushy tail feathers momentarily revealed a hint of pink.
The two smiled at each other, and a faint red thread connected their little fingers, like fireflies flitting about in the night.
———
The little fox had never been kissed on the feet before, and felt both angry and ashamed. He was about to kick the other person away when he felt a cold wind blow.
The prince leaped and flew, opening his folding fan and sweeping away countless icy arrows.
However, another ice spike flew by, and just as the little fox was about to warn him to be careful, he was swept into an embrace filled with the fragrance of lotus flowers.
He looked up and found that the Azure Lotus God was holding his feet in his palms, and then staring intently at the red thread tied to his little finger.
The man's eyes were like the sky after a solar eclipse, pitch black in the center and extremely crimson at the edges, but his face was as expressionless as a snow cave.
The Azure Lotus God's voice was unusually gentle: "Is this the red thread that bound you and him together?"
Seeing his appearance, the little fox felt inexplicably frightened, her eyes instantly filled with tears, and she looked at the prince for help.
"Su Yao, come here."
The prince looked at the Azure Lotus God with great wariness. He pulled on the red thread, trying to use magic to pull the person over.
But as soon as he made a move, the red line at his fingertips froze into frost, which instantly exploded into dust.
The prince's expression changed slightly, but then countless ice spikes came flying at him. Despite his agile movements, he was still clumsy and unable to defend himself properly.
A blade of ice slashed across the other man's neck, instantly spraying out countless droplets of blood mist. The prince's face turned pale, and he knelt on one knee.
"Qingjun".
The little fox suddenly opened its eyes wide.
He had also cultivated and fought, and the Azure Lotus Divine Lord remained a gentleman of impeccable character, yet his aura was sharp as a blade—he harbored murderous intent.
The little fox was extremely anxious, so it could only raise its tail, wrap it around the other person's waist, and put its arms around the other person's neck, whispering, "He, he was just playing with me."
"I know that Yaoyao is exceptionally beautiful, possessing a beauty rarely seen in the world."
The Azure Lotus God turned his face, revealing a beautiful face like the moon, with a clear and cold light, but his eyes burned with an unusual fire.
He took out a handkerchief and kept rubbing the little fox's instep. Because he used a little force, the little fox felt numb and painful: "Her color is like snow, her mind is like floating clouds, everyone wants to get close to her."
The little fox wanted to push him away, but fear gripped her heart. She could only push him away with her hands, saying, "What are you saying? I don't understand. Let him go. I... I'll go back with you."
"If I release him..."
The Azure Lotus God lowered his long eyelashes, his smile remarkably gentle.
"Perhaps not only Yaoyao's feet, but other places as well, will be stained with filth."
After a moment, the prince saw the little fox being held in the arms of the Azure Lotus God, and his expression darkened.
He narrowed his eyes and attacked again, saying, "Su Yao was chosen by my father as the Crown Prince's consort. Is the Divine Lord trying to interfere with someone's marriage?"
As soon as he finished speaking, like the moon tormented by thick clouds, the Azure Lotus God's face suddenly darkened.
The turbulent emotions in his eyes vanished with a mere flick of his wide sleeves.
With a muffled groan, the prince was pinned to the chest by an ice spike and slammed against the wall.
"Du Hengzhi!"
The little fox panicked completely. Tears streamed down his face as he unleashed a tremendous force, breaking free from the embrace of the Azure Lotus God.
He helped the prince up and carefully examined his injuries: "Are you alright?"
The prince coughed up several mouthfuls of blood, and with trembling hands, he took out a fox-shaped Moonlit Soul from his inner pocket.
The base is supported by lotus leaves, which is the same one that the Azure Lotus God gave to the little fox.
As it withstood the attack of the ice spikes, many cracks appeared between the lotus leaf and the little fox, and it broke in two.
The Azure Lotus God's face instantly lost all expression.
His voice was very soft: "Su Yao, are you going to give him the things I gave you?"
The prince's chest heaved, and he couldn't help but sneer: "He didn't like any of the things you bought, so he just sold them all."
He took the money pouch from the little fox's arms and threw it on the ground with a thud.
"These are just small trinkets. Even if Yaoyao doesn't want them, she'll still give you the money back."
The prince's face was deathly pale, but he still forced a smile.
"My Lord, you surely know the meaning of 'asking for trouble,' don't you?"
"If you don't like it anymore, you'll just throw it away."
The Azure Lotus God chuckled self-deprecatingly.
His face was so pale it was almost translucent, like a ghostly figure emerging from ice, both beautiful and eerie: "You don't like that Moonlit Jade Pendant either, do you?"
The little fox's mind was in complete chaos; he felt that nothing he said at that moment would be right.
The Azure Lotus God slowly walked up to the little fox, his pupils as dark as ink, so black they were impenetrable.
With a flick of his palm, he pulled the little fox into his arms.
"A broken bond is hard to mend," he said softly. "But what if I insist on forcing it?"
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