You Cursed Viciously, But I Didn't Understand

After the white fox ate a large portion of Dongpo pork and almost choked to death on a chicken neck, Gu Zhao's wariness towards it significantly decreased.

A cute, gluttonous creature that knows how to act cute shouldn't be a bad guy.

After dinner, Xiuniang went to wash the dishes and tidy up, while Gu Zhao sat down next to the white fox.

The white fox let out a burp, wiped its mouth with its paw, and looked at Gu Zhao. Its eyes showed no fear, only curiosity.

"You can understand us, right?" Gu Zhao asked.

The white fox blinked, looking at Gu Zhao as if he were an idiot. Of course, this look only lasted for a moment before its eyes cleared up, and it nodded.

"Then can you speak human language?" Gu Zhao asked again.

The white fox suppressed the urge to make another expression and simply shook its head.

Gu Zhao nodded and continued, "Then can you transform into a human?"

The white fox couldn't hold back anymore. It glanced at Gu Zhao as if he were an idiot again, then shook its head helplessly.

Gu Zhao rubbed his chin and frowned in thought, "This is different from what Elder He said. Elder He said monsters can speak human language and transform into humans. Could it be that your strength is too weak?"

The white fox felt like baring its teeth.

Don't hit someone when they're down, don't you know that? If I could speak and transform, would I be chased by that ghost god?

And can you stop speaking out loud?

The white fox turned its head, unwilling to pay attention to Gu Zhao.

Of course, Gu Zhao didn't notice the meaning in the white fox's eyes. He just looked the white fox up and down, his eyes flickering.

The white fox suddenly felt a pang of unease. Gu Zhao said, "I have a few spells that I've never used in combat before. I don't know how effective they are. Can you help me test them out?"

The white fox's head snapped back, its tail fur bristling.

She had personally witnessed Gu Zhao obliterate that ghost god with three bolts of lightning. She couldn't even speak or transform right now, let alone withstand a single lightning strike!

Was that meal just my last meal before execution?

Just then, Xiuniang walked out of the kitchen. She felt a flash of white light before her, and her chest suddenly felt heavy. Looking down, she saw the white fox had burrowed into her arms, pressing close against her.

Xiuniang was overjoyed and said to Gu Zhao, "Young Master, it's very fond of me."

Gu Zhao thought for a moment and decided not to shatter Xiuniang's illusion. He simply said, "Because you both saved each other."

When they had returned, Xiuniang had told Gu Zhao about her encounter in the mountains. Gu Zhao also knew that the white fox had helped her once before. It seemed to be a good monster indeed.

"Mhm!" Xiuniang hugged the white fox and looked down at it, asking, "Will you sleep with me tonight?"

The white fox nodded repeatedly. It just wanted to get away from Gu Zhao. If it weren't for the lingering taste of the spiced roasted chicken, it might have already run away.

Night fell, and they were in the main house.

A crack in the window was open, and the white fox lay in the corner, bathed in the moonlight.

Streams of moonlight shone into the room. The white fox inhaled and exhaled, drawing the surrounding spiritual energy and moonlight into its body. While cultivating and healing, it occasionally glanced at the side room next door.

Where did this great Mage come from?

According to Xiuniang, he clearly went into the mountains to cultivate, so how did he bring back such delicious food? I've never eaten such delicious meat even in Changping Prefecture!

Also, he clearly knows such powerful spells, yet he seems clueless about everything. He's definitely not from the Spiritual Court, nor is he like those from the sects.

As a human, he can actually grant others the ability to cast spells. This is the power of a god, and that girl clearly hasn't formed a pact with him. How did he do it?

Pah, pah, pah, he's human. How can humans form pacts with each other?

I wonder if I can form a pact with him…

As the white fox thought this, it seemed to sense something and turned around in surprise. It saw that the wisps of spiritual energy that had escaped due to its cultivation were being completely absorbed by Xiuniang in the next room as she breathed.

Huh? The white fox's eyes widened. No way?

Meanwhile, Gu Zhao sensed the breathing and cultivation from the room next door and knew that the white fox was also cultivating.

Monsters really do absorb moonlight to cultivate! Gu Zhao marveled, yet countless questions arose. Were there really monsters in ancient times? Did Liu Bowen really sever the dragon veins? Did the spiritual energy of heaven and earth only gradually disappear in the last few hundred years?

The Taoist Scriptures he had learned since childhood could actually be used. It was no wonder Gu Zhao had such doubts, especially since the Five Thunder Token was a genuine family heirloom.

Which of the ancient myths and legends are true, and which are false?

Is it because the spiritual energy gradually disappeared that there were the Eight Immortals in the Tang and Song dynasties, but only Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio in the Qing dynasty?

If that's the case… are the Three Pure Ones real?

My head hurts. Gu Zhao pressed his temples with his thumbs. I won't think about it anymore. Time to sleep!

The next day, Gu Zhao didn't travel through dimensions in his room. Instead, he went to the back mountain to cultivate. On the way, he picked up the yellow paper that had been delivered to the post station, then returned to the other world to draw talismans again.

When Gu Zhao returned to the mountain village in the afternoon, he found Xiuniang waiting for him at the village entrance. Unlike the previous two days, she was now holding a white fox in her arms.

However, upon seeing Gu Zhao arrive empty-handed, the white fox couldn't help but let out a couple of whimpers, its disappointment evident.

"Didn't we have leftovers from yesterday?" Gu Zhao pointed at the white fox.

"Little White ate hers at noon," Xiuniang said sheepishly, then quickly added, "Grandpa and I ate some too. I saved five slices of char siu and a chicken leg for you, young master."

"Little White?" Gu Zhao looked at the white fox strangely.

The white fox let out a soft cry and turned its head away.

"I call her Little White, and she agreed! Besides, she's a young girl too," Xiuniang said happily.

Gu Zhao's eyebrows shot up. "She's already cultivated into a Yao, how could she be a young girl? She's probably an old lady by now."

The white fox was furious upon hearing this. Its eyes widened, and it bared its teeth at Gu Zhao, completely forgetting that it couldn't defeat him.

"Yingying! Yingyingying!"

Although he couldn't understand her, Gu Zhao knew she was probably cursing him quite vulgarly.

Unfortunately, the current situation was that she could understand Gu Zhao, but he couldn't understand her.

So Gu Zhao chuckled, "See? She admits it."

The white fox paused for a moment. It was about to kick its legs furiously, but sensing that Xiuniang couldn't hold it back, it flailed its paws in the air a couple of times, let out another "yingying" cry, and then decisively turned its head away, refusing to look at Gu Zhao anymore.

Gu Zhao couldn't help but burst into laughter. Teasing a high-intelligence pet was just too much fun. No wonder those short videos about Border Collies were so popular online.