Chapter 68: Disappearance

In the midst of debauchery, suddenly, Beigong Zhen regained her senses!

“Ahh! Evil scoundrel!” The terrified prey recoiled backward, a glistening thread stretching from the base of his penis all the way to her crimson lips and tongue!

“Demon! You… what do you… want to do?” The weak-limbed Beigong Zhen wanted to turn and flee, but much to her dismay, Qiao San made no move to chase, yet her escape route was blocked by the fox spirit girl!

“Hmph! I’m a lustful fox, and I haven’t finished playing yet! You think you can just leave? Not a chance—” This time, the vixen didn’t smile; her slender, tall figure spun midair, her seductive curves undulating like rolling waves, while more advanced arcane fox techniques radiated from her limbs and flowing hair, silently dominating the space around them!

“Master San, help me out one more time, okay? Master San…” Beigong Zhen softly collapsed onto the grass, once again beginning to caress herself in a daze, while the young fox girl once again wrapped herself around the conflicted Qiao San.

Though reason urged Qiao San to refuse Twelve’s advances, the innate commonality shared by men deep within his bones made refusal… impossible. After a brief, helpless smile, all that remained of the bold Qiao San was his heated breath and his taut, aroused body!

“Kya, kya…” Victorious, Twelve led Beigong Zhen back before Qiao San. This time, she not only watched, but took action herself!

“Miss Beigong, come here, kneel like this; yes, just like that, stretch out your legs, lift your hips a bit higher, and offer yourself to Master San! Kya, kya… Slap!”

As she spoke, the fox girl acted, ending with a heavy slap on the firm, round ass of the goddess hunter.

Beigong Zhen, dazed and confused, knelt on all fours, her fragrant buttocks raised high, her muddy little slit gently swaying, as if issuing a thunderous invitation for a man’s decisive strike!

“Master San, come on…”

If not for the playful curiosity in Twelve’s eyes outweighing desire, this scene would have been a classic in the annals of eroticism!

A familiar scream pierced the heavens, and the most beautiful pair of legs had already wrapped tightly around the man’s waist, trembling hard and long, clinging for ages!

Until— the wind stilled, the clouds cleared, and heaven and earth finally returned to normal!

“Rascal Qiao San, today’s humiliation, I shall repay a hundredfold someday!”

Beigong Zhen left. Amidst the mountainous wilderness, only Qiao San and Twelve remained face to face.

“Ah, Madam!” As the storm passed and lust subsided, Qiao San’s muddled mind finally found a moment of clarity. When he saw that Qing Niang’s hiding place was now empty, he instantly grew frantic, his insides burning with anxiety.

“San… Master San, Madam Qing…” Twelve’s stammering words halted Qiao San’s frantic dash.

“Twelve, quick! Tell me, what happened to Madam Qing?”

“Ow, Master San, it hurts!”

Twelve’s arms were already turning purple from the grip of Qiao San’s excited hands. The ever-changing fox spirit, her tears shimmering with believable sorrow, said, “I saw Madam Qing being taken away by several wandering immortals. My powers weren’t strong enough to save her, Master San… I’m sorry!”

“No!” Qiao San howled to the heavens, his eyes bloodshot, a murderous aura spreading. “Twelve, which way did they go?”

“Master San, they’re not our match. Please, don’t act recklessly!” The human reaction exceeded the fox girl’s expectations. Seeing that the usually cowardly Qiao San was actually determined to throw his life away, she quickly began employing the innate cunning of a fox spirit.

“Tell me, Twelve! Hurry!” Qiao San was already half-mad, his brows bristling with violent energy, and a red mark, very similar to the “Yin Blood Seal” of the fox queen, flickered between his brows!

“Heehee…” Seeing this, Twelve secretly rejoiced. It seemed her scheme hadn’t been in vain. When the Yin Blood Seal fully emerged, it would be the moment of her greatest triumph!

Though her heart was secretly elated, on the outside Twelve appeared sorrowful and desperate, tears flowing down her beautiful face, dropping between her sexy, ample breasts!

“Master San, I was… so scared at the time, I didn’t see clearly. Probably… that direction!”

The two searched onward for over a hundred miles, naturally finding nothing. As a tired and panting Twelve was about to plead, Qiao San already said first, “Keep searching! We must scour every inch within a hundred miles to find Madam Qing!”

After a full day and night, when countless creatures were disturbed and fleeing, they hadn’t found Qing Niang, but instead, in a hidden cave, they found a group of young women—the very six blind village girls who had been captured by the fox demon.

After great difficulty in returning the weeping women to the Six Blind Village, the impatient Qiao San sneaked away before even entering the city gates.

“Twelve, how are we going to explain this to Big Brother?” Qiao San walked hesitantly with the setting sun, passing his own doorstep several times, yet lacking the courage to step forward.

Big Brother’s health was already weak. If he learned of Madam Qing’s disappearance, who knew if he could bear it!

“Master San, I have an idea…” The fox girl had worked all day and longed to lie beneath warm covers. To resolve this non-issue, Twelve’s eyes sparkled with a plan!

“Yes, having you transform into Madam Qing is a good idea! But we can’t hide it forever. Hmm, better yet…” Stimulated by the fox girl, Qiao San’s innate cunning flared to life. A brilliant idea suddenly struck him!

“Thump, thump…” The quiet of the Qiao household was gently broken. Smiling sincerely, Qiao San entered his eldest brother’s study, and shortly afterward, “Madam Qing” slowly walked in.

“Third Brother, you’re back. Please, sit!” Elder Qiao wasn’t a bookish fool, but he lived in seclusion, oblivious to the chaos in his own home.

“Madam Qing, go brew some tea for Third Brother. We brothers need to have a chat!”

“Dear husband, you and Third Brother wait a moment. I’ll go brew the tea right away!” The Qing Niang impersonated by Twelve was so convincing, her gentle grace and dignified demeanor so authentic, that not only did Elder Qiao harbor no suspicion, even Qiao San couldn’t help but blink in disbelief, momentarily thinking his real sister-in-law had returned!

Tension gripped his heart, and the bold Qiao San quickly forced his wandering gaze back, speaking with a strained voice to Elder Qiao: “Big Brother, it’s bad! My identity as the great hero has been discovered by the Beigong father and son. Today…”

Qiao San gave Elder Qiao no time to think, recounting the day’s events with half-truths and half-lies, finally saying gravely, “I’ve offended the authorities. Though they don’t yet know I’m Qiao San, to be safe, we must make arrangements. Big Brother, you must listen to me!”

Elder Qiao, a mere scholar, had already been frightened out of his wits by Qiao San’s words, nodding repeatedly, “Third Brother, tell me what to do. I’ll follow your instructions!”

“The imperial examination is approaching. My suggestion is that you leave for the capital immediately. First, to escape this dangerous place, and second, if you pass the exam, our family will no longer fear a mere county magistrate!”

“Yes, Third Brother, you’re absolutely right!” Elder Qiao, always ambitious about scholarly success, had dreamed of bringing honor to his family. His eyes now sparkled with excitement.