A Blooming Fox

After an unknown length of time, Wei Xuanfeng slowly came to.

The moment he opened his eyes, he saw Fox Murong sitting beside a small stream, her bare legs dangling in the water.

The exposed skin beneath the moonlight gleamed with a crystalline sheen, making Wei Xuanfeng swallow hard.

Of course, he wasn't narcissistic enough to think this fox enchantress was trying to seduce him.

She was merely using the stream water to wash the wounds on her thighs.

"The Xuanlan Wolf Demon's poison can't be washed away with plain water," Wei Xuanfeng said faintly.

Fox Murong looked up. Their eyes met, and her face instantly flushed red.

"I know that, don't I? But I don't have any medicine on me right now. If I don't wash it, what else am I supposed to do?" Fox Murong instinctively used her tattered clothes to cover her exposed flesh and said with feigned calm, "You're awake. How do you feel?"

"Other than being hungry, nothing much." Wei Xuanfeng sat up and looked around. "Huh? Where's Wen Shihan?"

"A pack of wolf demons followed the scent here just now. She took that broken mushroom of yours and lured them away. With her lightness skill, don't worry."

"Oh. Why are you sitting so far away? Come here, I'll suck the poison out for you."

"N-No need..." Fox Murong replied, her cheeks flushed, her voice barely audible.

"Suit yourself. You know too—the wolf poison may not be potent, but the scars it leaves are ugly as hell." Wei Xuanfeng said lazily, "If you want to end up like Wen Shihan, I don't mind."

Fox Murong had seen the scar on Wen Shihan's chest as well.

Hearing that, she immediately hesitated...

"Then... close your eyes!"

"Tsk, what a hassle."

Wei Xuanfeng grumbled, but he still closed his eyes.

Fox Murong pulled her feet from the water, wiped them off carelessly, then half-covered and half-concealed herself as she walked over to Wei Xuanfeng's side.

Along with a refreshing fragrance, Wei Xuanfeng felt a pair of small hands take his and slowly guide it until it touched a patch of warm, smooth softness...

"Y-You're not allowed to open your eyes..."

"Got it!"

Wei Xuanfeng smiled, unable to stop himself from thinking.

This girl usually seemed so open and generous, but deep down, she was quite conservative.

"Ah~"

At the thought of her thigh being touched by a man, Fox Murong's face flushed crimson with embarrassment.

Hearing that deeply bewitching moan, Wei Xuanfeng nearly lost control of himself.

No, he couldn't fool around. Playing with fire would only burn him...

With that thought, he turned serious.

After a few mouthfuls, he had sucked out all the poisoned blood.

"O-Okay... that's enough..."

The moment she saw the blood at the wound turn red again, Fox Murong hurriedly pushed him away.

But once he moved away, she suddenly felt the chill in the air and remembered that her clothes were in disarray.

Realizing that she was sitting nearly half-naked in front of Wei Xuanfeng, Fox Murong instinctively cried out, hurriedly hugged her legs to her chest with both arms, and turned around.

"It doesn't even show as much as a bikini. What are you so scared of?"

Wei Xuanfeng couldn't help complaining, but he also understood that the customs of this era were nowhere near as open as those of later generations. Considerately, he took off his outer robe and draped it over her, covering the spring scenery that had slipped into view.

"It's a little cold at night. Don't catch a chill."

"Th-Thank you." His clothes still carried a faint trace of his warmth. Fox Murong felt as though she were surrounded by a man's vigorous masculine aura, and for a moment, she felt a little dizzy.

"We're comrades-in-arms. It was only a small effort." Wei Xuanfeng smiled lightly.

Fox Murong then suddenly noticed that his arm was still bleeding. Seeing the marks left behind by wolf fangs, her heart suddenly ached.

"I really don't know why you insisted on playing the hero. Is a general-level wolf demon something you can defeat right now?"

Wei Xuanfeng raised his hand for a look and smiled indifferently. "Just a flesh wound."

He truly wasn't bragging. With Heaven's Motion, his physical constitution could completely withstand that little bit of poison from the Xuanlan Wolf Demon.

"I don't like owing people. I helped suck out your poisoned blood."

As Fox Murong spoke, she grabbed his arm, brought it to her lips, and gently blew on it.

Watching her slightly pursed little mouth, her moist crimson lips forming a striking contrast with her snowy-white, delicate skin, Wei Xuanfeng was briefly lost in a trance.

After blowing on it twice, Fox Murong's movements flowed as naturally as instinct. Her lips pressed against his wound as she began sucking it, and the tip of her tongue even licked the injury.

Wei Xuanfeng froze. What was going on here?

Fox Murong froze as well. Whenever she accidentally cut her hand, she would blow on it a couple of times and then suck on it. Who knew that this time, as though possessed by some unseen force, she had copied her usual habitual movements?

"Why did you stick out your tongue..." Wei Xuanfeng asked with a strange expression.

"Ah~" Fox Murong instantly moved Wei Xuanfeng's hand away, her face flushing crimson. "I... I didn't mean to, I..."

She had no idea how to explain what she had just done. It's over, it's over. In his eyes, I must be some shameless, loose woman.

Seeing a misty sheen cloud the little beauty's eyes, tears swirling in their corners as though they might spill at any moment, Wei Xuanfeng could not help laughing.

"That was a pretty good way to disinfect it. Thanks."

Fox Murong did not understand what "disinfect" meant, but she could tell there was no mockery in his tone. Even so, she still wished a crack would open in the ground so she could crawl into it.

Seeing her look as though shame and indignation had driven her to the brink of death, Wei Xuanfeng could not resist teasing her.

"Murong, you've been acting very strange lately..." He leaned close to Fox Murong's ear and took a deep breath of her fragrance. "Don't tell me you've fallen in love with me!"

"Shameless! What is there about you for me to like?" As Fox Murong said this, her skin flushed as if brushed with rouge. "I changed my name to Murong to remind myself that if I ever look for a man, I should find the strongest one! You're only in the Martial Disciple Realm. I wouldn't even look twice at you!"

"That's good, then."

"What do you mean by that? Am I not good enough for you?"

"Hehe, not that. It's just that you're too clever. When looking for a woman, it's better to find one with a pure and simple mind."

"So you're saying I've got too many schemes..." Fox Murong's tone turned sour. "No wonder you're sparring with Shihan all day. Hmph, I think you brat have fallen for her."

"Don't talk nonsense. I haven't gotten on her yet."

"You... lecher!"

"How does that make me a lecher? Shihan has the figure, she has the face, she's quiet and pure—she's practically every man's dream girl."

To his surprise, before Wei Xuanfeng had even finished speaking, Wen Shihan descended from the sky.

Clearly, she had heard everything...

None of the three said a word, falling into a brief, awkward silence...

"Ahem... Shihan, I was joking. Don't take it seriously..." Wei Xuanfeng scratched his head and gave an embarrassed smile.

"Mm."

"Hmph!"

"Now that you're back, give me the dried mushrooms." Wei Xuanfeng said seriously.

"What do you need them for?"

"Murong is injured. If she keeps following me, she'll die." Wei Xuanfeng said, "Shihan, take Murong back with you. Leave the rest to me."