A Pack of Foxes in Heat. [Seeking Follow-ups]

Deep within the cavern, accompanied by a muffled groan, the jade-like body of Xiaomeng trembled slightly. She lost focus for a brief moment before clarity returned to her eyes.

"Is this the extent of your methods?" She swept a cold gaze toward the mass of pitch-black liquid. Though the tips of her ears remained flushed with a faint red, her tone remained as disdainful as ever.

Jiang Ce chuckled. "Truly worthy of the Sect Leader of the Taoist Heavenly Sect. This only makes things more interesting."

Several Yan Lingji circled nearby, their fox tails swaying gently, their peach-blossom eyes filled with playful mockery.

"Heehee, she really lacks combat experience~"

"With the Great King here, she won't be short on experience for long~"

"Last night, you were so satisfied you took all three at once~"

"Tch, and who was it that leaked a puddle of fox musk yesterday?"

"I am a fox spirit, after all. As long as the Great King likes it, that's all that matters~"

The spirits traded barbs, their words bold and uninhibited.

Xiaomeng cast a cold glance their way, as chilling as ice water poured over their heads.

"Smack! Smack! Smack!"

Several tentacles sprouted from Xiaomeng's body, lashing out against the shapely posteriors of the spirits.

The Yan Lingji jumped up, clutching their behinds, their watery eyes filled with a mix of shame and feigned indignation.

"Enough, stop the noise. Spirit, test her Martial Soul and Innate Soul Power."

"As you command, Great King."

Yan Lingji produced an Awakening Stone and a crystal ball.

Xiaomeng closed her eyes to sense the energy. The Qiuli Sword on the ground burst into radiance, emitting a clear, resonant chime as it flew into her hand.

"A top-tier Tool Martial Soul. Come, test your Innate Soul Power."

Xiaomeng grasped the crystal ball, and a brilliant white light instantly filled it to the brim—Innate Full Soul Power.

"Congratulations, Sister~ Your internal energy will soon convert into Soul Power."

Xiaomeng looked at the ample bosom swaying before her and frowned. "Shameless. You still aren't wearing any clothes."

Yan Lingji held her head high, pushing out her proud curves. "Is Sister jealous? Don't worry, under the Great King's development, you will experience further growth as well."

"Shameless."

"In front of the Great King, I am merely a little spirit. Why would I need shame?"

"Let's go. Return to the city."

The group of Yan Lingji retracted their fox ears and tails, pulling clothing from their Soul Tools. Despite their identical faces and figures, their varied attire made them a dazzling display of beauty.

"All clones, put on your masks. Nine identical faces are too conspicuous."

Eight clones gathered fire in their palms, forming crimson-gold masks that covered half their faces, adding a sense of mysterious allure.

Venom surged over Xiaomeng's body, layering a black silk bodysuit beneath an ink-wash style dress. The ink patterns on the hem flowed like liquid, leaving her looking cold and ethereal.

In the forest, a bird-type Soul Beast several meters in size dove from above, its talons razor-sharp.

In an instant—Colorless World descended, shrouding everything in ink-wash hues.

The bird-type Soul Beast froze in mid-air, unable to move a muscle.

Xiaomeng condensed her fingers into a sword, and a stream of water transformed into a blade that pierced through the beast's skull.

The Soul Beast plummeted, slamming into the ground and creating a crater.

"How is my Great King's amplification?" Yan Lingji strolled over.

"An all-encompassing boost. The range, duration, and control of Colorless World have all tripled." Xiaomeng watched the purple Soul Ring with cold eyes. "You are actually quite useful."

A triple boost to all attributes meant a combat power increase far exceeding three times the original.

When experts clash, a hair's breadth is the difference between life and death.

If the Qin World were to learn of this, everyone would be driven mad.

"So that is why you dared to drag me here, secure in the knowledge that you have the upper hand."

"Heh heh heh—the stronger you are, the more I gain. Conquering you is equivalent to amplifying myself. Not to mention, I have also gained such a magnificent vessel."

The black silk bodysuit tightened abruptly, and Xiaomeng raised an eyebrow. "...You remain as blunt as ever, only wanting my body."

Yan Lingji hugged Xiaomeng from behind, resting her chin on her shoulder as two fox tails wrapped around her calves. "The Great King is getting along so well with this little Taoist nun, I'm getting jealous~"

"Let go."

"I won't~ Great King, look, she's blushing~"

"Shut up." Xiaomeng's ear tips turned red, though her expression remained indifferent.

The Venom tentacles devoured the Soul Beast's corpse, converting eight thousand years of cultivation into eight hundred.

Combined with previous hunts, Jiang Ce's accumulated years reached a total of one hundred thousand.

The Venom clothing surged violently as Jiang Ce's excited voice rang out: "I've evolved again. The amplification has increased from three times to five times."

"Five times?!" Yan Lingji's eyes shimmered, "That is simply marvelous!"

Xiaomeng's brows twitched—this guy could still grow?

Terrifying.

"But this slave isn't being wrapped by the Great King, I feel so empty~" Yan Lingji rubbed against Xiaomeng's cheek, her tone filled with resentment.

Having descended for over a month, she had been holding the Phantom Dragon every day, and today felt so hollow.

A group of clones nodded hurriedly:

"Exactly, the Great King used to temper us often~"

"It's so empty now~"

Xiaomeng watched coldly, the corner of her mouth twitching—these creatures were beyond saving.

"...A bunch of little vixens."

As soon as the words fell, the pitch-black liquid on Xiaomeng's clothes surged—

A mass of Venom separated from Xiaomeng, wrapping around Yan Lingji, who was holding her.

A black silk bodysuit formed instantly, covered by an outer layer of black and red robes.

At the same time, two Phantom Dragon tails were directly "assembled" onto Yan Lingji.

At this moment—

Yan Lingji had nine snowy white fox tails swaying outside, and two tails within her body.

She let out a satisfied sigh.

"Ah~ so fulfilling~"

The other Yan Lingji clones also sighed repeatedly.

"Truly substantial~"

After all, several clones were capable of synchronized perception with the Yan Lingji main body—

To handle the main body was equivalent to handling them all.

Of course, this perception could be shielded or connected at will.

"Great King, this slave wants it too~"

"Yes, Great King, you cannot play favorites~"

The group of fox spirits began to act coquettishly.

Immediately following—

The Venom clothing on Yan Lingji surged again, splitting into eight masses of pitch-black liquid, completely wrapping the remaining eight Yan Lingji clones as well.

The same black silk bodysuit, the same black and red robes, the same two Phantom Dragon tails.

In an instant, within this patch of forest—

A large group of randy fox spirits began to cry out.

"Ah~"

"Mm~"

"Great King~"

The rising and falling sounds echoed through the woods, melodious and charming, enough to make one's bones turn to jelly.

Xiaomeng felt as though her ears were being defiled.

She took a deep breath and closed her eyes.

She had fallen into a... silver den.

A large group of lustful foxes.

"It seems you bunch of vixens still need to practice properly."

Jiang Ce's voice carried a hint of mischief.

"Just a little while, and you're already like this..."

Jiang Ce's original one-hundred-thousand-year lifespan had split into two fifty-thousand-year masses.

One was on Xiaomeng.

One was on Yan Lingji.

The fifty-thousand-year lifespan on Yan Lingji was then divided equally into nine parts.

Each Yan Lingji clone was covered by a small mass of Venom tissue. The lifespan on each clone was approximately five thousand five hundred years.

Regardless, this splitting skill allowed him to divide his body into multiple parts, and he could also fuse them back together at will.

At this moment—

This group of fox spirits had all transformed from nine-tailed fox spirits into eleven-tailed ones.

Nine snow-white fox tails swayed behind them, while two pitch-black tails remained tucked away securely elsewhere.

"Let's go, my beauties."

Jiang Ce's voice carried a hint of exhilaration.

"Back to Heaven Dou City, to begin the first step of our plan."

He paused, his tone brimming with absolute certainty.

"The Empress Cultivation Plan!"

Just then, all the Yan Lingjis wrinkled their delicate noses, catching a scent of blood that they found utterly repulsive.

"Great King, there is movement."