Primordial Desolation: The Mortal Storyteller, with an Audience of Saints
Chapter 919

The Snow-White Fox

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She looked up with her little face, only to see a fox that was snow-white from head to tail, dragging nine fluffy tails behind it. It hung stiffly in midair, all four limbs dangling, its eyes darting wildly. Its appearance was indescribably strange and terrifying.

Daji had just opened her mouth to call for help when a calm voice drifted into her ears:

"Just a Lesser Demon, and you dare set your sights on a human's soul?" The voice was as clear as a spring, yet utterly unquestionable.

She froze for a moment, unable to stop herself from examining the man closely. His brows were sharp, his nose tall and straight, and his entire body exuded an indescribable sense of aloofness. Yet somehow, he was impossible to look away from.

The Fox Demon rolled its eyes, immediately softening its voice as it bowed and scraped. "Immortal Master, spare me! This Lesser Demon knows its mistake. I won't dare do it again!"

The speaker was none other than Su Yang. His gaze swept over her, and with the slightest movement of his mind, the Fox Demon crashed to the ground. It rolled once and transformed into an enchantingly beautiful woman. Her eyes were bright as spring water, her lips as vivid as newly blossomed cherries. Orchid fragrance drifted with every breath, her skirt swayed faintly, and her waist moved gracefully. Her palace dress outlined a breathtaking curve, as if a willow branch dipped in Moonlight had gently bent in the breeze.

Su Daji stared in a daze, her little mouth slightly open, her fingertips unconsciously digging into her palm. In this lifetime, it was her first time seeing a demon transform into a human with her own eyes. It was even more real—and more horrifying—than anything written in storybooks.

When she

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