"You never take it seriously?" Shen Wangshu asked curiously.
The fox's expression grew even more disdainful.
It's just a dark, ugly fox that keeps jumping out to mess with you; it looks incredibly stupid.
Especially since this fox is now a spirit beast, if word gets to the demon race, wouldn't people laugh their heads off?
The Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox had clearly forgotten that it too had become a spirit beast of a human cultivator; if word got out, even the demon beasts would laugh their teeth out.
Suddenly, it thought of something, pushed Shen Wangshu's arm hard, stood up, and howled while gesturing with its little paws. As if it felt it looked too stupid, it sheepishly put down its little paws and rubbed against Shen Wangshu ingratiatingly.
The soft, furry texture softened Shen Wangshu's heart.
"I know, I won't give the pills to the Black Fox." Knowing that this fox was particularly petty, Shen Wangshu smiled and agreed.
The fox, satisfied, lay down again.
It seemed that its transformation had drained too much of its spiritual energy and strength, and soon it began to rub its eyes with its paws, becoming drowsy. Of course, it couldn't bear to part with Shen Wangshu; one paw clung tightly to the hem of her clothes, and it curled up into a ball on her body.
In the dim light filtering into the cave, Shen Wangshu looked at the fox sleeping soundly, and a gentle smile appeared on her lips. Now that she knew her lover was right beside her, she made up her mind not to call him to take human form in front of her again before he reached the Nascent Soul stage.
Even if her worries about this forced transformation were unfounded, she was still afraid that it would damage his essence.
She was willing to endure it, and besides, he was by her side, and no matter what he was like, she was already very happy.
Thinking of the shattered dantian of the Heavenly Fox, Shen Wangshu felt lingering fear and began to organize his spiritual pills. For demon cultivators who had once been able to transform into human form, the spiritual pills of human cultivators were no different from theirs, even though the easiest shortcut for these powerful demon cultivators to advance was to devour the demon cores of other demons.
Shen Wangshu didn't have much affection for demon cultivators either, but she wouldn't cruelly take another innocent life just to heal Ah Xuan. Whether it's a demon or a human cultivator, reaching a high level of cultivation is extremely difficult, and unless someone foolishly committed evil deeds and fell into Shen Wangshu's hands, she wouldn't do it.
Shen Wangshu couldn't possibly search the world for evil demon cultivators, so it would be easier and more convenient for her to refine pills for Xiao Xuan.
She scanned all her spiritual herbs and found that she had a sufficient supply and was not short of any.
She had been refining these elixirs for over a month for Xiao Xuan, and had been in seclusion, detached from worldly affairs, so she was unaware of the changes brought about by the conflicts outside. Finally, she stuffed a bottle of high-grade elixirs brimming with spiritual energy into the fox's furry paw, moved her shoulder, and felt a sharp pain.
This was because she had been concentrating for too long. Shen Wangshu took a deep breath and stood up, letting out a faint cry of pain. Xiao Xuan was curiously looking at the spirit pill when she heard that Shen Wangshu was uncomfortable. She immediately dropped the spirit pill and squatted down on the ground, looking up at Shen Wangshu.
It squeaked twice, its gaze serious.
"I won't be refining pills for a while." Shen Wangshu knew what it was worried about, and smiled as she pinched its ear.
Xiao Xuan nodded in satisfaction, leaped up, and accurately jumped into Shen Wangshu's arms. It happily rubbed its fluffy little head against Shen Wangshu's chest. If Shen Wangshu hadn't held its paws down warily, it would have even tried to peek out and lick them.
The soft touch made the fox squint its eyes in satisfaction.
It placed its two furry paws on Shen Wangshu's shoulders, and with its tail wagging, it massaged her shoulders with a soft, rhythmic motion.
Shen Wangshu smiled and opened his cave. Several flying swords carrying messages floated in front of the cave entrance. Some of them came from the sect leader of Guangming Sect, and the rest were from Daoist Xiwu.
Shen Wangshu raised an eyebrow, ignoring Xi Wu Daojun's message, and headed towards the main hall of the sect leader. At this time, more than a dozen high-level cultivators were already seated in the hall, the weakest of whom was at the late Golden Core stage. Even so, their faces were still full of worry, as if they were wary of something. Seeing Shen Wangshu arrive carrying a fox, these people secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Only Yue Xizhi's master, Fairy Red Moon, let out a disdainful snort.
Shen Wangshu paid her no heed whatsoever, walked past her and sat down to the seat below the Guangming Sect leader.
Just by looking at the ranking, one can already know Shen Wangshu's status.
"I thought Junior Sister would continue her seclusion." The Guangming Sect leader was visibly more excited when he saw Shen Wangshu arrive.
"It was just a coincidence. I saw the Sect Leader's flying sword message as soon as I left the cave, so I came here. Is it about the Demonic Sect?" Shen Wangshu asked, touching Xiao Xuan's small body.
The fox lay obediently on her lap, its round eyes slowly scanning the cultivators below who were facing Shen Wangshu with varying expressions, before finally settling on Fairy Red Moon.
It squinted its eyes and subconsciously licked its furry paws.
Shen Wangshu looked down at it and smiled.
This is certainly a beautiful picture: a cool and elegant woman in white, smiling gently and affectionately, with a fluffy fox on her lap, innocent and adorable.
However, the Sect Master of Guangming Sect was not there to appreciate the beauty. He sighed deeply, glanced disappointedly at his fellow disciples below with their varied expressions, and said softly to Shen Wangshu, "The Sect Master of the Demonic Sect will be here in a few days. It is widely rumored in the Demonic Path that this Sect Master of the Demonic Sect has already reached the half-step Mahayana stage." The Nascent Soul stage and the half-step Mahayana stage sound the same; both are Nascent Soul cultivators.
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