Beast-Eared Fox Clan

"Senior Brother, watch out!"

"Everyone, be careful!"

As soon as the words fell, a huge cloud of pink mist suddenly rose all around them. In the blink of an eye, it enveloped the entire entrance to Torch Dragon Valley. Chu Zeming instinctively sealed his mouth and nose, the Luminous Glaze Sword in his hand buzzing without pause.

"Be careful, the pink mist is poisonous. Everyone, seal your mouths and noses," Chu Zeming warned in a low voice.

The others immediately did as instructed, gathering around Chu Zeming in a tight circle, backs pressed together as they faced outward in every direction, trembling with fear.

The Demon Race was powerful, and they bore hostility toward human cultivators who entered Torch Dragon Valley.

Yet the danger they had anticipated did not arrive. Amid the swirling pink mist, a graceful, slender figure emerged—a woman dressed in plain robes, elegant and refined in appearance. She walked slowly toward them, step by step. Her long, narrow eyes tilted upward at the corners, seductive and flowing like spring wind. Whenever those eyes looked upon someone, they seemed capable of stealing away their very soul.

"So beautiful."

"Who is she? She's so pretty..."

It was not only Xuan Mo and Ling Tian beside him who felt that way. Even Chu Zeming's mind wavered for a moment upon seeing the woman appear.

This woman was beautiful—not merely beautiful in appearance. Every movement she made, every gesture and turn, carried an indescribable charm.

Yet Chu Zeming felt that something was terribly wrong, because aside from Yue Lian, who possessed the halo of a universal heartthrob, he rarely felt this way toward anyone else.

It was not until Chang Wei suddenly leaped out beside him and stared foolishly at the female demon before saying, "My love... it seems to have come again..." that Chu Zeming realized what was strange.

Chang Wei had always liked men. It was impossible for him to have any romantic thoughts toward a woman he had just met, much less right in front of Yue Lian.

Chu Zeming looked at the woman who had appeared out of nowhere, his expression turning grim.

This poisonous miasma was not merely inhaled through the mouth and nose. Perhaps contact alone could muddle a person's mind. Combined with the woman's strange power of seduction... aside from himself, who had barely managed to resist thanks to his Nascent Soul Realm cultivation, Xuan Mo and the others had all fallen for it.

With his thoughts swaying, Chu Zeming spoke in a deep voice.

"Fox Clan?"

"You guessed right." The Fox Clan woman covered her lips and smiled, her upturned fox eyes falling upon Chu Zeming. "This servant has a name. This servant is called Qingyin. I wonder what reward I should give Young Master. How about this servant herself?"

With that, she sauntered toward Chu Zeming.

However, before Qingyin could approach, a white-robed young man emerged from behind the handsome man in dark robes.

Yue Lian looked at Qingyin with clear eyes, continuously calling out, "So beautiful... so pretty..."

Qingyin froze.

This person was actually several degrees more beautiful than even the Fox Clan's Nine-Tailed Fox grandmother.

Suppressing the strange sensation in his body, Chu Zeming yanked Yue Lian back and shielded him behind himself. "You damn gay, get lost. This Fox Clan woman isn't someone a mere Fusion Stage cultivator like you can handle."

He had long heard that the Fox Clan was among the more troublesome opponents within Torch Dragon Valley's Demon Race. Though they did not enjoy slaughtering human cultivators, the Fox Clan was lewd and bold by nature, blessed with immense strength and innate seduction techniques. They enjoyed trying new things and were especially interested in races outside the Demon Race. Before coming here, Chu Zeming had already intended to be extra cautious. He had not expected to encounter them the moment they entered.

Chu Zeming could not help finding the situation rather thorny.

But Qingyin could not resist covering her lips and laughing again. She lifted her eyes toward the two of them and said in a troubled tone, "Both young masters like this servant so much. How is this servant supposed to choose..." Her fox eyes drifted between Chu Zeming and Yue Lian. After a moment, Qingyin made her decision. "This servant likes good-looking ones. How about this servant serves the white-robed young master first, then apologizes to this dark-robed young master afterward?"

The moment Qingyin finished speaking, Chu Zeming felt dizzy and disoriented. The next second, he fell straight to the ground... Nor was he the only one. The other four soon collapsed as well, unconscious.

The fox demon was about to handle serious business.

She did not want anyone interrupting.

Before losing consciousness, Chu Zeming gazed hazily at Yue Lian, who stepped over him toward the fox demon. In his heart, he loudly cursed him for being an idiot. Why had he run out here to flaunt that face? Did this fool not know how eye-catching that face of his was?

Before he blacked out, two wills battled fiercely in Chu Zeming's mind.

One voice told him to rest easy.

Yue Lian was the protagonist's bottom.

With the protagonist's halo protecting him, he would always turn danger into safety. He probably would not encounter any danger.

But another voice reminded him to wake up quickly—

Because this was not danger. That fox demon merely wanted to do some inappropriate things to him.

Yue Lian was only at the Fusion Stage and had never liked cultivating. Though he was a salted fish and loved acting flirtatious toward him, he had never done anything bad. He did not stir up trouble in the sect either. He could even be called exceptionally obedient. If any other junior brother encountered such a situation, Chu Zeming would never stand by and watch...

Meanwhile.

After glancing at the cultivators lying on the ground, all sunk into slumber, Qingyin nodded in satisfaction. Then she took the initiative to wrap her arms around Yue Lian's neck and softly nestled into his embrace, smiling seductively. "Now no one will disturb this servant and Young Master's loving time together..."

Such a blood-boiling sentence earned no reaction from Yue Lian.

He merely looked quietly at Qingyin, his gaze clear, even his brows knitting together.

Qingyin paused, then laughed softly. "Why is Young Master looking at this servant like that? Does Young Master think... there is not enough excitement? Does Young Master like beast ears?"

As soon as Qingyin spoke, two fluffy white ears sprang from the top of her head.

Qingyin's ears twitched as she continued to entice Yue Lian with upturned eyes. One hand slowly began undoing her robes.

But the next second, there came a crisp crack of breaking bone.

Qingyin's entire fox body went rigid.

Yue Lian smiled at her.

Qingyin blinked blankly, her ears twitching along with the motion. Then she lowered her head and saw that the hand around the white-robed youth's neck had been twisted backward in a full turn. It now jutted strangely toward the sky...

Qingyin took a second to process it. Then she sucked in a breath, sprang violently down from the person she had been hanging off, crouched on the ground clutching her hand, and screamed, "It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts!!!!"

Yue Lian stepped forward, grabbed one of Qingyin's ears, and lifted her without the slightest tenderness for a flower. A devilishly wicked smile appeared on his peerlessly beautiful face. "Well? Little fox, are you still going to seduce me?"

Qingyin's hand still hurt, and now her ear had been seized as well.

Yue Lian was much taller than her, and her feet could not even touch the ground. As she flailed, Qingyin shouted, "Who exactly are you?! Damn it, why aren't you affected by my seduction?!"

Yue Lian was about to speak when he suddenly heard movement behind him. Frowning, he turned to look—and cracked apart on the spot.

Chu Zeming, who had been lying on the ground, had somehow struggled back to his feet. He was now half propped up, looking at Yue Lian and... the fox in his hand with a complicated expression.

Yue Lian stiffly turned his head back, forcibly continuing to maintain his persona. Staring at the fox demon in his grasp, who was desperately clawing and flailing, he shouted as though he had lost his mind, "So beautiful... so pretty..."

But Qingyin found the person before her even more terrifying. Crying as she shouted, she pleaded, "Beautiful Young Master, I was wrong! Please let me go! I'll never act slutty again!"

Yue Lian: "..."

Yue Lian turned back and smiled awkwardly at Chu Zeming. "How strange. Why is this Fox Clan woman so strange? I caught her the moment I grabbed..."

Chu Zeming said nothing.

Yue Lian: ...

It was over.

His hand trembled, and Qingyin dropped from Yue Lian's grasp. Terrified out of her wits, she did not say another word. She withdrew her pink mist, transformed into her original Three-Tailed Fox form, and fled at once.

In the blink of an eye, she vanished from the entrance to Torch Dragon Valley.

Everything returned to silence.

The surroundings were deathly quiet.

The two of them remained locked in a stalemate...

The next second, the dark-robed young man flashed before the white-robed youth. His face slowly drew closer, and his gaze scrutinized Yue Lian's eyes directly—

Yue Lian thought for a moment, closed his eyes, and puckered his lips.

Then a slap struck him across the face.

Yue Lian: "..."

It hurt.

Chu Zeming forcibly pulled Yue Lian's eyelids apart to inspect him. Finding nothing unusual, he began rubbing and kneading Yue Lian's forehead. Even after the smooth, fair forehead had been rubbed bright red, he still did not see the slightest trace of a black lotus.

Chu Zeming refused to give up.

His gaze fixed on Yue Lian's face and slowly moved downward until it reached his abdomen.

Yue Lian stood where he was, open and unashamed, letting Chu Zeming examine him.

But as he looked, Chu Zeming suddenly smiled. "Where my Luminous Glaze Sword pierced, a tiny red mole will remain after the wound heals."

Yue Lian was startled.

There was a red mole?

"What are you talking about? I don't understand any of it." Yue Lian spoke innocently as his feet quietly retreated.

But after only two steps, Chu Zeming caught him.

A cold smile appeared on Chu Zeming's face. "Senior Brother suspects you're a shameless rogue who took liberties with me. Take off your clothes and let me see."

Yue Lian desperately clutched his clothes and shouted, "No! In this wilderness, with two lone men, how can we take off our clothes? What Lian'er wants is an eight-man bridal sedan and a proper marriage with formal rites."

Suppressing the urge to beat Yue Lian senseless, Chu Zeming ignored him and directly reached out.

In the back-and-forth tugging, there came a rip— and the white robe tore apart.

Yue Lian hurriedly gathered the scraps of cloth around himself, forcibly covering his abdomen and guarding it tightly. With tears shimmering in his eyes, he said, "How can the place where babies are made be shown to Eldest Senior Brother? If you see it, can you take responsibility?"

Hearing this, Chu Zeming stopped tearing Yue Lian's clothes. Staring at Yue Lian, who looked like a delicate flower that had been ravaged, he suddenly said, "I lied. There's no red mole. Weren't you once dying to strip naked and throw yourself at me? Why are you so chaste now?"

Yue Lian adamantly denied it. "What is Eldest Senior Brother saying? I don't understand."

Chu Zeming sneered.

Yue Lian: "..."

It wasn't a good thing for wifey to be too smart.

Chu Zeming stared at the silent Yue Lian, about to say something else, when he suddenly heard a chorus of sharp inhalations behind him.

Chu Zeming turned around and saw Xuan Mo, Ling Tian, Chang Wei, and Wu Qi waking from their unconsciousness after the pink mist vanished. Each wore an expression of shattered worlds and utter disbelief. Following their gazes, Chu Zeming saw himself forcibly pressing Yue Lian beneath him and tearing at his clothes...