Its eyelids hadn't fully opened. They drooped, betraying the irritation of being woken up.
Yang Wanqing's hand was still suspended in midair, poised as though pulling out a reed.
The giant fox let out a low whine.
It was displeased.
Then it shook the several hundred tails behind it—each four or five meters long. The wind they stirred swept all of Yang Wanqing's hair back.
It turned around and walked toward the distant foot of the mountain, one step at a time on its four paws.
Each footfall sent a dull tremor through the ground. Its hundreds of tails dragged behind it, sweeping through the grass and shrubs, flattening every plant in their path.
At the foot of the mountain several hundred meters away, it circled twice and lay down again. Its tails spread around it, covering its entire body—from a distance, it had become a patch of golden "reeds" once more.
Yang Wanqing slowly lowered her hand.
She stood there in a daze for at least ten seconds.
Then she turned to Chen Siyao.
"Yaoyao... did I just disturb its sleep?"
Chen Siyao wore a rather peculiar expression, too.
"...I think so."
The livestream chat exploded.
"Nine-Tailed Fox!!!"
"That's way more than nine tails."
"I counted at least two or three hundred."
"More like a ten-thousand-tailed fox."
"Everything in this world is off the charts."
"Yang Wanqing must be insanely lucky to have pulled a Nine-Tailed Fox's tail and lived."
"Lmao. Nine-Tailed Fox: stop yanking my fur, thanks."
"Good thing it's so mild-tempered. It just moved to another spot."
Yang Wanqing rubbed the back of her head and glanced at the distant giant fox, which had settled down again, still shaken.
"If it hadn't been so mild-tempered..."
"Don't think about it." Chen Siyao pulled her along.
"Come on, let's