The Fox Girl Stood Beneath the Lights, Resplendent as a Painting.

"No, huh? Lord Fu Xuan, what's that old saying again? Don't force incompatible matches. Please don't do anything like that, Huohuo is right here."

Bai Sheng became a bit flustered, nudging Huohuo, who had turned into a steamed matcha cake in "steam princess mode."

"Hey! I... I'm not... Ah Sheng's girlfriend yet. Lord Fu Xuan."

Huohuo's face turned as red as a cherry tomato, and she quickly waved her hands. But whether it was an illusion or not, there seemed to be a hint of reluctance in her tone.

"I see. I misjudged. Alright, my Immortal's Joyful Tea is here. I'll take my leave."

A smile flickered across Fu Xuan's lips, but she said nothing, just picked up her milk tea and left.

That's what you all say, but... the divination chart doesn't combine them like that...

"Goodbye, Lord Fu Xuan." *2

After seeing Fu Xuan off, Bai Sheng felt a bit awkward due to Fu Xuan's misunderstanding and said to Huohuo:

"Um, Huohuo, Lord Fu Xuan was just joking. Don't overthink it."

"Mm, I know..."

"But I don't really want it to just be a joke..."

Huohuo whispered the last part, and Bai Sheng didn't hear it.

"What?"

Bai Sheng asked.

"Nothing, Ah Sheng. Have you seen Guinevere? I'm a bit hungry."

Huohuo said, looking around for Guinevere.

"You two, you two! Little sister is here. Let's talk as we walk. Was that an adult Diviner from the Divination Department who just passed by? They seemed quite different from the rumors."

Guinevere asked, secretly glancing at the tourist map on a nearby sign.

"How were they different?"

Huohuo asked, wanting to shift the still lingering awkward atmosphere with this topic.

"Rumor has it that the Diviner of the Divination Department is an ultimate workaholic, who likes to make subordinates work overtime, is heartless, and fierce. But the one just now didn't seem like that at all?"

Guinevere finished, taking another sip of her Immortal's Joyful Tea, the straw already mangled from her biting it.

"I don't know the specifics, but my master once told me that Lord Fu Xuan can indeed stay on duty for several days and nights to perform divinations. I also have a friend from the Divination Department who once said, 'Although the Diviner's height is lacking, their capabilities are sky-high.'"

Bai Sheng explained.

"It really is true that you can't judge a book by its cover. It seems I still have a lot to learn. Let's start with Xianzhou's script. How about you, family?"

A passion called learning ignited in Guinevere's eyes.

"I'll pass. The history of Xianzhou is incredibly long; even Eternals struggle to master it in their lifetimes. It's enough to just read occasionally and handle ordinary situations."

Bai Sheng said, then looked at Huohuo:

"Huohuo, what about you?"

"Ah, me? I went to school before, and it didn't seem that difficult. But for Ah Sheng to reach his current level in such a short time is truly remarkable."

A few days ago, when she had free time, Huohuo had seen Bai Sheng reading a copy of "Xianzhou Dictionary." Although there were convenient communication devices like synesthesia beacons, Bai Sheng still preferred reading certain texts. He didn't want to be illiterate. In just a week, Bai Sheng could already spell many Xianzhou characters. Basically, for most shops on the street, Bai Sheng could tell what they were selling just by looking at the signs.

The three chatted idly, discussing trivial matters. Occasionally, Bai Sheng and Huohuo found common ground.

"You two, we've arrived! Golden Man Alley! This used to be the most bustling night market in Chang Le Tian's grotto-heavens. Come, let's order something first."

Compared to the outside, Golden Man Alley had a more lively, down-to-earth atmosphere. Many stalls of various sizes were selling snacks and the like, looking very vibrant.

Guinevere led the two to an open-air stall and handed the menu to Bai Sheng.

"Aunt Gao! I'm back!"

It seemed Guinevere was a regular here, as she greeted the proprietress very familiarly.

"Oh, it's Guinevere. It's been a while. Are you here with friends today?"

"Yes, thank you, Aunt Gao."

"No trouble at all. Auntie doesn't mind being bothered. More people make it livelier. You all order first, and Auntie will bring it out."

The proprietress smiled. She knew Guinevere, a rather poor young girl who usually busked on the streets and earned very little, yet she still patronized her stall every time.

"Proprietress, three lotus root cakes and three Dream Eater Rolls, please. Huohuo, do you want milk?"

"Yes, yes, thank you, Ah Sheng."

Huohuo said with a smile.

"And one hot Fu Yang Milk, and three Qiongshi Bird Skewers too. What about you, Guinevere?"

Bai Sheng looked at Guinevere, who was sitting a bit further away.

"Anything is fine with me, but I'll need to buy some main dishes later. Aunt Gao's place only has snacks; they aren't very filling."

Bai Sheng nodded.

"Alright, Auntie, these are all authentic Luofu snacks. Please wait a moment, all three of you."

Aunt Gao went to the steamer to prepare the dishes, while Bai Sheng and Huohuo walked to a vending machine at the foot of the stairs to buy some drinks.

"How about this? Soda Bean Juice?"

"Uh, A-Sheng, are you sure? It might taste awful."

Huohuo found it hard to describe the taste of Soda Bean Juice. The first time she drank it, it had made her incredibly sick.

"Alright then, let's get this Scale Abyss Ice Spring. By the way, does this have anything to do with the Dragon-given?"

Bai Sheng took out three bottles of Scale Abyss Ice Spring.

The Xianzhou was mainly composed of three major races: the Foxians, ordinary Xianzhou people, and the Dragon-given. However, the Dragon-given were relatively few in number. They couldn't reproduce themselves, so it was already good that their numbers remained stable.

It was said that after the Dragon-given died, they would transform into Dragon-given Eggs, which was equivalent to reincarnation. At that time, he had also heard from his boss Acheron that a Dragon-given had an accident during their scale shedding and rebirth, and some memories remained.

That Dragon-given had a great connection with Blade. Every time that Dragon-given was mentioned, Blade's Mara-struck would worsen, requiring Kafka and Bai Sheng to suppress it together.

"It probably does, since only people of the Dragon-given would choose a name like that," Huohuo said.

"Let's head back. Guinevere is waiting for us."

Bai Sheng patted Huohuo's head again. He then remembered what Fu Xuan had just said and stiffly withdrew his hand. He said a bit sheepishly, "I'm sorry, Huohuo. It was a subconscious gesture. If you really dislike it, I'll correct myself and make amends."

"I don't mind head pats," Huohuo said with a gentle smile. At that moment, a breeze blew, lifting her light green hair.

Just then, the lanterns of Golden Man Alley all lit up.

The Foxian maiden stood beneath the lights, radiant as a painting.