Chapter 159: The Fox Maiden Guard

The Fox Queen rarely took up the conversation with such enthusiasm, appearing casual but in reality striking at the heart of the matter: “To truly subdue the demons and spirits of the underworld, one must possess formidable magical powers and illustrious battle achievements. Your magical abilities are nearly sufficient, but you lack notable battle exploits.”

“Merit in battle? We need a war for that!”

The bold rogue Qiao San grinned without hesitation and waved his hand rapidly, saying, “Forget about fighting. If it’s fake, then let it be fake. It actually feels pretty good when you flatter me like this! Hehe… Mother-in-law, the Fox Queen, why don’t you help me train them? After all, you’re one of the Four Great Demon Kings of this realm.”

“No interest!” the fox queen said no more. Suddenly, she turned cold again, her gown swirling, sending out a chill breeze. Her footsteps left a trail of icy elegance, and with a flick of her sleeve, she was gone.

The sudden shifts from cold to hot unsettled Qiao San greatly. The rogue, having just run into a polite refusal, glanced sideways and caught sight of the barely concealed smiles on the faces of the three girls—Shi’er, Qing Niang, and Gui Ji.

“Go ahead and laugh if you want to! Look at how happy the three of you are!”

The man curled his lips sourly, shrugged his shoulder, tilted his head sideways, striking the classic pose of a rascal, then muttered stubbornly to himself: “Hmph, don’t think I don’t see through her little game of playing hard to get. Heh, heh… Let’s see who outsmarts who in the end!”

“Master San, don’t sulk anymore. Go back and visit your Eastern Gate General Mansion. You, as the master, haven’t even stepped inside to take a look yet!” When Shier said this, a mysterious smile flickered across her jade-like face as she continued, “Hurry up, I’m sure you’ll absolutely love it!”

The scene flickered, and Qiao San arrived in front of the magnificent General’s Mansion, which looked like a grand castle.

“Wow, this is really impressive! It’s much more majestic than the county office in Liumang Town. Hehe… Twelve, don’t tell me this was created using some sort of magic?”

“Ugh, I worked so hard to choose this great spot, and you still aren’t satisfied!” the little fox girl said, pouting her lips. Playfully quarreling with the Third Young Master, she effortlessly left Qiao San flustered and confused without even resorting to her fox spirit techniques, forcing him to repeatedly clasp his hands in apology.

Stepping onto the terrace, the rogue king couldn’t help but nod in approval, secretly deciding that he must come here to stay someday and experience the majesty of a terrestrial general.

The vermilion gate slowly creaked open, revealing two rows of graceful figures bowing gracefully.

“Your humble servant greets the Holy Emperor!”

“Oh, this is…” Qiao San had just stepped one foot across the threshold when his other foot halted outside the door. Staring at the dozen unexpected maids, the unprepared fellow suddenly felt dazzled and overwhelmed.

“Cluck, cluck… This is the surprise, the grand gift from the Fox Queen to you!”

The ghostly beauty, her smile tinged with bitterness, shot a sharp glance at the stunned and rugged San, before the exquisite ghost spirit couldn’t help but ask in a slightly resentful tone, “My lord, are you happy?”

“Happy! Oh no… not happy! Hey, hey…”

Muttering a string of incoherent words, Qiao San had already made up his mind: from now on, he would come here to stay, even if he had no time. Indeed, that fox spirit was irresistibly enchanting!

“Ah, ah…” The eighteen “maidservants” couldn’t help but burst into laughter, their giggles rippling like wind through a grove of flowers. Some smiled coquettishly, covering their mouths with delicate hands; others let out hearty laughs, their eyes sparkling with amusement; while a few simply lowered their blushing faces, smiling shyly. In short, when these fox girls smiled, even the sky seemed to become more vibrant and colorful.

Although they may not possess the supreme jade-like breasts of twelve, nor the thousand enchanting charms of twelve, they make up for it in sheer numbers and each carries the natural allure of the fox clan. When eighteen beautiful faces, so alike and lovely, gaze at you with tender affection, tell me, is there any man in this world who would not be captivated, his heart bursting with delight?

“Master San, they are all my sisters. The eldest sister is named Hu Yi Niang, the second sister is Hu Er Niang, the nineteenth sister is Shi Jiu Niang, and I am Hu Shi Er Niang.”

Shier affectionately linked her arm with her beloved’s wrist and introduced each of the women to Qiao San. Finally, she fixed her gaze and said solemnly, “These are the personal guards specially selected for you by Mother. Let me tell you, the sisters’ combined Fox Spirit Uniting Technique is incredibly powerful.”

The King of Rascals saw a series of seductive, delicate faces flickering before his eyes, and his nose lingered in a lingering, intoxicating fragrance. Most of the twelve words passed by his ears unheard, except for one phrase he clearly remembered—“personal guards.” He chuckled to himself, thinking, “Personal, huh? That’s just how close I’ll get!”

As expected, Qiao San decided to stay at the General’s Mansion that very night. Qing Niang, however, was more attached to the Qiao family’s grand residence. Shi Er had to manage affairs in Liu Mang Town, and while Gui Ji wished to stay, she feared being teased by the other two women. In the end, it was only the Rogue King who settled into the General’s Mansion, surrounded by a sea of flowers.

With favorable timing and ideal location, the numerous fox girls were equally enthusiastic in their flirtation with Qiao San. It was a perfect match of “human harmony,” with everything ready and only the awaited eastern wind still to come.

The enchanting night that thoughtful hearts had anticipated arrived gracefully, and the hazy moonlight seeped into the alluring space.

“My Lord, let this servant help you take off your robe.”

Her graceful and slender figure swayed into view, surrounded by a fragrant breeze. Her large, beautiful eyes, delicate nose, and pointed chin exuded a seductive charm that overwhelmed the rascal San.

Qiao San’s heart stirred with emotion. His eyes swept up and down, and he quickly asked, his breath short, “My beauty, you are the fox spirit Hu San Niang, aren’t you?”

“Hee, hee… I’m the eldest sister of the twelve, Your Majesty can call me First Lady, hmm…”

A delicate, fragrant tongue flickered ever so subtly in the man’s eyes, as Fox Fairy cast a coquettish glance. Her perfectly oval face flushed with a rosy hue, her gracefully upturned eyes gleaming, instantly radiating an alluring charm.

This is the legendary fox spirit—the one that drives men to willingly exhaust their very essence and meet their demise!

The fox girl’s breath, resembling both a moan and a coquettish sigh, sent Qiao San’s heart soaring with delight, emboldening his lustful courage. With a bold sweep of his large hand, he hastily embraced the fox girl and dove onto the bed with her.

“Mm… Holy Lord, you’re so bad! I’m Twelve’s older sister, how can you act like this with your sister-in-law?” Although Fox Girl’s words sounded like resistance, they were more like teasing. A woman half-hiding herself was even more tempting than being completely naked and unrestrained.

“Hey, hey… Sister-in-law, you’ve worked hard. Let me, your brother-in-law, give you a massage…”

Perverted men and promiscuous women both enjoy the thrill of taboos. Moans and seductive whispers rise and swirl, and with dry firewood and a blazing flame, they ignite at the slightest spark. It seems as though a classic pair of “adulterous lovers” is about to indulge in their passionate union.

Bang! Suddenly, a fierce gust of wind blew open the doors and windows, and a piercing coldness rushed in like a torrential downpour, mercilessly extinguishing the flames of desire.

The door creaked open halfway, revealing the cold silhouette of the Fox Queen. Although the ruler of the fox clan was still dressed in crimson robes, there was no trace of warmth or the sensation of flames.