At this moment, Qing Niang, carrying a tea tray, gracefully entered the room, her alluring figure exuding the elegance of a refined and beautiful woman.
“Dear husband, be careful on your journey. Don’t rush so much that you miss the inns—never stay overnight in the wilderness!” Her gentle voice brimmed with concern. At that moment, Qing Niang seemed absolutely perfect in both demeanor and spirit. Finally, she secretly winked at Qiao San with her twelvefold charm, snapping the dazed fellow out of his trance.
Once the plan was decided, Qiao Da suddenly recalled something. After a brief hesitation, he finally asked with a serious tone, “Brother, since I’m heading to the capital this time, shall I send a visiting card to your second mother’s family? I heard your maternal grandfather is still serving in the imperial court.”
“Hehe… Brother, do I even have a maternal grandfather?”
Qiao San expressed his stance with a stubborn laugh, then added contemptuously, “That old scoundrel actually wanted to offer my mother as a gift to the nobility. I won’t even skin him alive for that—how could I possibly acknowledge him as family? Hehe…”
Under Qiao San’s intense verbal barrage, Qiao Da sensed the tension and didn’t delay a moment. After quickly packing, he secretly left the Liu Mang Town and headed straight for the holy city of Zunlong—the sacred capital in the hearts of the people of Aolai Country.
“Whoosh!” Watching his older brother disappear on the horizon, Qiao San finally exhaled deeply in relief, facing the rising morning sun.
Instinctively stretching lazily like a rogue, Qiao San turned his head and asked Shi’er, “What’s happening at the county magistrate’s office these days? Have they discovered my true identity yet? And…”
“Giggle, giggle… Master San, you want to ask about Miss Beigong, right?”
How clever the little fox spirit was! Qiao San had barely hesitated before she saw right through his thoughts. “Don’t worry, she’s fine! But… it seems your secret can’t be kept much longer. Beigong Ping is quite the investigator, and I can sense that he must be a powerful cultivator in the human realm!”
The fox spirit intentionally teased Qiao San further, “Master San, if Beigong Ping finds out what you did to his daughter… hehe… do you think he’ll come after you with his demon-slaying sword… hehe… and chop your head off?”
As she spoke, Shi’er mimicked a chopping motion with her hand, but instead of aiming for the neck, she gestured toward a place far more important to a man.
Brave San instinctively clenched both legs together, instantly turning into Cowardly San. But he quickly tried to act bold again, “Hmph! What’s there to fear? If I can’t beat him, can’t I just run away?”
“Giggle, giggle…”
At this moment, “Qingniang” gracefully entered, carrying a tea tray, her elegant figure fully displaying the dignified demeanor of a beautiful lady.
“Husband, be careful on the road, and don’t miss the inn because you’re in a hurry. Never sleep in the wild!” Her gentle and caring words made “Qingniang” seem both physically and spiritually present. It wasn’t until the end, when Twelve secretly winked at Qiao San, that the dazed man was jolted awake from his dream!
Once the plan was set, Qiao Da suddenly remembered something. After a moment of hesitation, he finally asked in a serious tone, “Third Brother, since I’m heading to the capital this time, should I help you deliver a visiting card to Second Aunt’s family? I heard your maternal grandfather is still an official in the court.”
“Hehe… Big Brother, do I even have a maternal grandfather?!”
Qiao San expressed his stance with a rogue laugh, then added disdainfully, “To think of using my mother as a gift to curry favor with the powerful—such an old scoundrel! I’m lucky I haven’t skinned him yet, and you want me to acknowledge him as family? Hehe…”
Under Qiao San’s full elaboration, Qiao Da, sensing the tense atmosphere, didn’t delay at all. After a quick packing, he secretly left Liuwang Town and headed straight for Zunlong City, the holy capital in the hearts of the people of Aolai Kingdom.
“Phew!” Watching his elder brother disappear on the horizon, Qiao San finally let out a long breath as he faced the rising sun.
Habitually stretching in his rogue-like manner, Qiao San tilted his head and asked Twelve, “Any movements at the county office these past two days? Have they figured out my true identity? And also…”
“Giggle… Third Young Master, you want to ask about Miss Beigong, don’t you?”
The little fox demon was clever. With just a slight stammer from Qiao San, she saw through his intentions. “Don’t worry, she’s fine! But… it seems your identity can’t be kept a secret anymore. That Beigong Ping is quite skilled in investigations, and I can sense that he must be a cultivation expert from the human realm!”
At this point, the little fox demon deliberately provoked Qiao San, “Third Young Master, if Beigong Ping finds out what you did to his daughter… giggle, do you think he’ll take his demon-slaying sword and… giggle… chop you off!”
Twelve made a beheading gesture with her laughter, though the target wasn’t the neck but a place more important to a man than the head.
Indeed, Bold San instinctively shrank his legs, turning into Timid San, but then he forced himself to act bold again, “Hmph, what’s there to fear? If I can’t handle it, can’t I just—avoid it!”
“Giggle…”
The man and the demon laughed together, the fox demon’s mischievousness and the rogue’s shamelessness making them particularly compatible, as if they were truly a match made in heaven.
As the sun gradually rose, casting their lengthening shadows, amidst their playful banter, Qiao San casually asked, “Twelve, you’re a demon, so why were you caught by Boss Cai?”
In the midst of their lightheartedness, Qiao San’s sudden question caught even the Mystic Fox off guard, and she blurted out, “I did it on purpose! How could he possibly catch me?!”
“Really?!” Qiao San tilted his head, scrutinizing the little fox demon with a rogue’s gaze, making Twelve blush and her heart flutter with unease.
The man’s suspicion sent a cold sweat down Twelve’s back. She wanted to activate her Mystic Fox techniques, but for some reason, the usually effective techniques seemed to have met their nemesis and became unreliable.
“Third… Third Young Master, I… I…”
Her heart pounding and her face flushed, Twelve couldn’t understand why she felt so strange in front of Qiao San. Under the man’s repeated gaze, she could only stammer, “I… I was just… curious, wanting to see… what the human world is like! Sob…”
At the critical moment, without her Mystic Fox techniques, the little fox demon still had a woman’s natural weapon. As her crystal tears rolled down, her pitiful gaze immediately unsettled the man’s already fragile heart.
“Sob… Third Young Master, Twelve really didn’t mean to deceive you! Sob… Please don’t drive Twelve away. Because of what happened last time, Twelve has already violated demon rules and can’t go back!”
The beautiful girl’s moving words made Qiao San quickly put on a smile. Thinking further that Twelve had turned against her own kind for his sake, Qiao San took the initiative to reconcile, “Alright, Twelve, don’t cry. Third Young Master will never drive you away!”
“Pfft!” The little fox demon burst into laughter, then playfully seized the moment, “Third Young Master, you have to keep your word. Come on, pinky promise!”
“Sigh! Fine! Pinky swear—a hundred years, no changing!”
The fingers of the man and the demon lightly hooked together, neither of them realizing that this wasn’t just a joke but a spiritual covenant that would last a hundred, a thousand, even ten thousand years without change!
“Damn brat, I’ll kill you!” In the Liuwang County Office, before the gnashing of teeth could subside, a “thud” was heard as a swallow dart fiercely struck the forehead of a portrait on the wall.
“Thud, thud…” Another series of muffled sounds followed, and the poor portrait of Bold San was now unrecognizable. However, strangely, no matter how the darts flew, those annoying eyes on the portrait remained unharmed, continuously smirking at Beigong Zhen.
“Young Master, we’ve found a lead!” The Three Eagles and Ten Guards were no ordinary officers. After days and nights of investigation, finding a person was no more difficult than fishing a needle out of the ocean.
“Thank you for your hard work, uncles!” The fake young master, now back to being Beigong Zheng, bowed deeply, his respectful words revealing the true identities of the thirteen loyal experts.
They were all disciples of the Chenyuan Taoist Sect in Aolai Kingdom, and fellow apprentices of Beigong Ping.
“Swish, swish…” A stack of documents flew through Beigong Zhen’s hands, and Bold San gradually came into view. “Qiao Sheng,” the needle that had suddenly disappeared ten years ago, was finally “fished” out of the sea of people.
“Hmph, Bold San, so you’re not alone after all!” When she saw the information on Qiao Da and Qingniang, a hint of a triumphant smile flashed in Beigong Zhen’s eyes beneath her furrowed brows. She knew she had finally found the rogue’s Achilles’ heel.
“Uncle Tie, have you figured out the origins of that demon by Bold San’s side?”
Beigong Zhen couldn’t forget the little demon by Qiao San’s side, and her hatred made her grind her teeth. The humiliation from that day with the lustful fox lingered like a shadow, haunting the long-legged beauty even in her dreams. What was most unbearable for the goddess hunter was that several days had passed, yet her memory of that rogue’s thing had only grown clearer…
At this moment, “Qingniang” gracefully entered with a tea tray, her elegant figure exuding the dignified charm of a beautiful woman.
“Darling, be careful on the road, and don’t miss the inn because you’re in a hurry. Never stay overnight in the wilderness!” Her gentle words were filled with concern. At this moment, “Qingniang” was the epitome of grace and charm. It wasn’t until Twelve secretly winked at Qiao San that the dazed man finally snapped out of his reverie!
Once the plan was set, Qiao Da suddenly remembered something. After a moment of hesitation, he finally asked in a serious tone, “Third Brother, since I’m heading to the capital this time, should I help you deliver a visiting card to Second Aunt’s family? I heard your maternal grandfather is still an official in the court.”
“Haha… Big Brother, do I even have a maternal grandfather?!”
Qiao San expressed his stance with a rogue laugh, then added disdainfully, “To think of using my mother as a gift to curry favor with the powerful—such an old scoundrel! I’m lucky I haven’t skinned him yet, and you want me to acknowledge him as family? Haha…”
Under Qiao San’s intense persuasion, Qiao Da, sensing the tension, didn’t delay. After a quick pack-up, he secretly left Liubang Town and headed straight for Zunlong City, the holy capital in the hearts of the people of Aolai Kingdom.
“Phew!” Watching his elder brother disappear on the horizon, Qiao San finally let out a long breath as he faced the rising sun.
Habitually stretching in his rogue-like manner, Qiao San tilted his head and asked Twelve, “Any movements at the county office these past two days? Have they figured out my true identity? And also…”
“Giggle… Third Young Master, you’re asking about Miss Beigong, aren’t you?”
The little fox demon was clever. With just a slight stutter from Qiao San, she saw through his intentions. “Don’t worry, she’s fine! But… it seems your identity can’t be kept hidden anymore. That Beigong Ping is quite skilled in investigations, and I can sense that he’s definitely a cultivation expert from the mortal realm!”
At this point, the little fox demon deliberately teased Qiao San, “Third Young Master, if Beigong Ping finds out what you did to his daughter… giggle… do you think he’ll take out his demon-slaying sword and… giggle… chop you?!”
Twelve made a beheading gesture with her laughter, though the target wasn’t the neck but a place even more important to a man.
Bold San instinctively shrank his legs, turning into Timid San, but then he forced himself to act brave again, “Hmph, what’s there to fear? If I can’t handle it, can’t I just—hide?!”
“Giggle…”
The man and the demon laughed together. The fox demon’s mischievous nature and the rogue’s shamelessness made them a perfect match, as if they were truly destined to be together.
As the sun gradually rose, casting their elongated shadows, amidst the playful banter, Qiao San casually asked, “Twelve, you’re a demon, so why were you caught by Boss Cai?”
Caught off guard by the sudden question, even the mystical fox blurted out, “I did it on purpose! How could someone like him catch me?!”
“Really?!” Qiao San tilted his head, scrutinizing the little fox demon with a rogue’s gaze, making Twelve blush and her heart flutter with unease.
The man’s suspicion sent a cold sweat down Twelve’s back. She wanted to use her mystical fox techniques, but for some reason, the usually effective methods seemed to falter, as if they had met their natural enemy.
“Third… Third Young Master, I… I…”
Her heart raced, and her face flushed red. Twelve couldn’t understand why she felt so strange in front of Qiao San. Under the man’s relentless gaze, she could only stammer, “I… I just wanted to have fun, to see… what the mortal world is like! Sob…”
At the critical moment, without her mystical fox techniques, the little fox demon resorted to a woman’s natural weapon—tears. Her crystal-clear tears rolled down, and her pitiful gaze immediately softened the man’s already fragile heart.
“Sob… Third Young Master, Twelve never meant to deceive you! Sob… Please don’t drive Twelve away. Because of what happened last time, Twelve has already broken demon rules and can’t go back!”
The beautiful girl’s moving words made Qiao San quickly put on a smile. Remembering that Twelve had turned against her own kind for his sake, Qiao San took the initiative to reconcile, “Alright, Twelve, don’t cry. Third Young Master will never drive you away!”
“Pfft!” The little fox demon burst into laughter, seizing the opportunity to say playfully, “Third Young Master, you have to keep your word. Come on, pinky promise!”
“Sigh! Fine! Pinky promise—a hundred years, no changing!”
The fingers of the man and the demon lightly hooked together. Neither of them realized that this wasn’t just a joke but a spiritual pact that would last a hundred, a thousand, even ten thousand years!
“I’ll kill you, you brat!” In the Liubang County Office, the voice, filled with gnashing teeth, had scarcely faded when a swallow dart embedded itself into the forehead of a portrait hanging on the wall.
“Thud, thud…” A series of muffled sounds followed, and the once bold portrait of Qiao San was now unrecognizable. However, strangely, no matter how the darts flew, the annoying eyes in the portrait remained unscathed, continuously smirking at Beigong Zhen.
“Young Master, we’ve found a lead!” The Three Eagles and Ten Guards were no ordinary officers. After days and nights of investigation, finding a person was no more difficult than fishing a needle out of the ocean.
“Thank you for your hard work, uncles!” The fake young master, now back to being Beigong Zheng, bowed deeply, his respectful words revealing the true identities of the thirteen loyal experts.
They were all disciples of the Chenyuan Taoist Sect of the Aolai Kingdom, fellow apprentices of Beigong Ping.
“Swish, swish…” A stack of documents flew through Beigong Zhen’s hands, and Qiao San gradually came into focus. The thin needle of “Qiao Sheng,” who had disappeared ten years ago, was finally “fished” out of the sea of people.
“Hmph, Bold San, so you’re not alone after all!” When she saw the information on Qiao Da and Qingniang, a smug smile flashed in Beigong Zhen’s eyes beneath her furrowed brows. She knew she had finally found the rogue’s Achilles’ heel.
“Uncle Tie, have you figured out the origin of that demon by Bold San’s side?”
Beigong Zhen couldn’t forget the little demon by Qiao San’s side, and her hatred for it made her grit her teeth. The humiliation from that day with the lustful fox lingered like a shadow, haunting the long-legged beauty even in her dreams. What the divine huntress found most unbearable was that, as days passed, her memory of that rogue’s… thing… only grew clearer…
The sudden question caught the fox spirit off guard, and she blurted out without thinking, “I let him! Do you really think he could catch me?!”
“Is that so?!” Qiao San slouched with his hands in his pockets, tilting his head like a typical rogue, scrutinizing the fox girl. Shi’er’s face turned red under his gaze, her heart secretly flustered.
The man’s suspicion startled Shi’er, making her break into a cold sweat. She had intended to activate the secret techniques of the Xuan Fox, but for some unknown reason, her usually miraculous methods seemed to encounter a natural enemy and became ineffective.
“S… San Shao Ye… I… I…”
Her heart pounding and her face flushed, Shi’er couldn’t understand why she felt so strange in front of Qiao San. Under the man’s persistent gaze, she could only stammer painfully, “I was just… playing around… curious to see what the human world was like! Waaah…”
At this moment, “Qingniang” gracefully entered with a tea tray, her elegant figure exuding the dignified charm of a beautiful lady.
“Darling, be careful on the road, and don’t miss the inn because you’re in a hurry. Never sleep in the wild!” Her gentle words were full of concern. At this moment, “Qingniang” was the epitome of grace and charm. It wasn’t until Twelve secretly winked at Qiao San that the dazed man finally snapped out of his reverie!
Once the plan was set, Qiao Da suddenly remembered something. After a moment of hesitation, he finally asked in a serious tone, “Third Brother, since I’m heading to the capital this time, should I deliver a visiting card to Second Aunt’s family for you? I heard your maternal grandfather is still an official in the court.”
“Haha… Big Brother, do I even have a maternal grandfather?!”
Qiao San’s rogue laughter expressed his stance, and he added disdainfully, “That old scoundrel actually wanted to use my mother as a gift to curry favor with the powerful. I’m lucky I didn’t skin him alive, and now you want me to acknowledge him as family?! Haha…”
Under Qiao San’s intense pressure, Qiao Da, sensing the tension, didn’t delay. After a quick packing, he secretly left Liuwang Town and headed straight for Zunlong City, the sacred capital in the hearts of the people of Aolai Kingdom!
“Phew!” Watching his elder brother disappear on the horizon, Qiao San finally let out a long breath as he faced the rising sun.
Habitually stretching in his rogue manner, Qiao San tilted his head and asked Twelve, “Any movements at the county office these past two days? Have they figured out my true identity? And…”
“Giggle… Third Young Master, you’re asking about Miss Beigong, aren’t you?”
The little fox demon was clever. With just a slight stutter from Qiao San, she saw through his thoughts. “Don’t worry, she’s fine! But… it seems your identity can’t be kept secret anymore. That Beigong Ping is quite skilled at investigating, and I can sense that he’s definitely a cultivation expert from the mortal world!”
At this point, the little fox demon deliberately provoked Qiao San, “Third Young Master, if Beigong Ping finds out what you did to his daughter… giggle, do you think he’ll take his demon-slaying sword and… giggle… chop you?!”
Twelve mimicked a beheading motion, but instead of aiming for the neck, she pointed to a place more important to a man than his head.
Indeed, Bold San instinctively shrank his legs, turning into Timid San, but then he bravely retorted, “Hmph, what’s there to fear? If I can’t handle him, can’t I just—avoid him?!”
“Giggle…”
The man and the demon laughed together. The fox demon’s mischievous nature and the rogue’s shamelessness made them a perfect match, as if they were truly destined to be together.
As the sun gradually rose, casting their elongated shadows, amidst their playful banter, Qiao San casually asked, “Twelve, you’re a demon, so why were you caught by Boss Cai?”
Caught off guard by the sudden question, even the mystical fox blurted out, “I did it on purpose! As if he could catch me?!”
“Really?!” Qiao San tilted his head, scrutinizing the little fox demon with a rogue’s gaze, making Twelve blush and her heart flutter with unease.
The man’s suspicion sent a cold sweat down Twelve’s back. She wanted to use her mystical fox techniques, but for some reason, her usually reliable magic seemed to falter, as if it had met its natural enemy!
“Third… Third Young Master, I… I…”
Her heart raced, and her face turned red. Twelve couldn’t understand why she felt so strange in front of Qiao San. Under the man’s intense gaze, she could only stammer, “I… I just wanted to… have some fun and see… what the mortal world is like! Sob…”
At the critical moment, without her mystical fox techniques, the little fox demon resorted to a woman’s natural weapon. As her crystal tears rolled down, her pitiful gaze immediately softened the man’s already fragile heart.
“Sob… Third Young Master, Twelve really didn’t mean to deceive you! Sob… Please don’t drive Twelve away. Because of what happened last time, Twelve has already broken demon rules and can’t go back!”
The beautiful girl’s moving words made Qiao San quickly put on a smile. Remembering that Twelve had turned against her own kind for his sake, Qiao San took the initiative to reconcile, “Alright, Twelve, don’t cry. Third Young Master won’t drive you away!”
“Pfft!” The little fox demon laughed through her tears and, with a lively tone, seized the opportunity, “Third Young Master, you have to keep your word. Come on, pinky promise!”
“Sigh! Fine! Pinky swear—a hundred years, no changing!”
Their fingers lightly hooked together, and neither of them realized that this wasn’t just a joke, but a spiritual pact that would last a hundred, a thousand, or even ten thousand years!
“I’ll kill you, you brat!” In the Liuwang Town county office, a voice filled with hatred had barely fallen when, with a thud, a swallow dart was firmly embedded in the forehead of a portrait on the wall.
“Thud, thud…” A series of muffled sounds followed, and the poor portrait of Bold San was now unrecognizable. However, strangely, no matter how the darts flew, the annoying eyes in the portrait remained unharmed, continuously leering at Beigong Zhen.
“Young Master, we’ve found a lead!” The Three Eagles and Ten Guards were no ordinary officials. After days and nights of investigation, finding a person was no more difficult than fishing a needle out of the ocean.
“Thank you, uncles!” The fake young master, now back to being Beigong Zheng, bowed deeply, his respectful words revealing the true identities of the thirteen loyal experts.
They were all disciples of the Dust Fate Daoist Sect of the Aolai Kingdom, and Beigong Ping’s junior brothers.
“Swish, swish…” A stack of documents flew through Beigong Zhen’s hands, and Bold San gradually came into focus. The thin thread of “Qiao Sheng,” who had disappeared ten years ago, was finally “fished” out of the sea of people!
“Hmph, Bold San, so you’re not alone after all!” When she saw the information on Qiao Da and Qingniang, a smug smile flashed in Beigong Zhen’s eyes beneath her furrowed brows. She knew she had finally found the rogue’s Achilles’ heel.
“Uncle Tie, have you figured out the origin of that demon by Bold San’s side?”
Beigong Zhen couldn’t forget the little demon by Qiao San’s side, and her hatred for it made her grit her teeth. The humiliation from the lustful fox that day lingered like a shadow, haunting the long-legged beauty even in her dreams. What the goddess detective found most unbearable was that, as days passed, her memory of the rogue’s… thing became increasingly vivid…
At this moment, “Qingniang” gracefully entered with a tea tray, her elegant figure exuding the dignified charm of a beautiful lady.
“Darling, be careful on the road, and don’t miss the inn because you’re in a hurry. Never sleep in the wild!” Her gentle words were filled with care, and at this moment, “Qingniang” was the epitome of grace and beauty. It wasn’t until the end, when Twelve secretly winked at Qiao San, that the dazed man was jolted awake from his dream!
Once the plan was set, Qiao Da suddenly remembered something. After a moment of hesitation, he finally asked in a serious tone, “Third Brother, since I’m heading to the capital this time, should I help you deliver a visiting card to Second Aunt’s family? I heard your maternal grandfather is still an official in the court.”
“Haha… Big Brother, do I even have a maternal grandfather?!”
Qiao San expressed his stance with a rogue laugh, then added disdainfully, “To think of using my mother as a gift to curry favor with the powerful—such an old scoundrel! I’m lucky I haven’t skinned him yet, and now you want me to acknowledge him as family? Haha…”
Under Qiao San’s full elaboration, Qiao Da, sensing the tension, didn’t delay at all. After a quick packing, he secretly left Liulang Town and headed straight for Zunlong City, the sacred capital in the hearts of the people of Aolai Kingdom!
“Phew!” Watching his brother disappear on the horizon, Qiao San, facing the rising sun, finally let out a long sigh of relief.
Habitually stretching in his rogue-like manner, Qiao San tilted his head and asked Twelve, “Any movements at the county office these past two days? Have they figured out my true identity? And…”
“Giggle… Third Young Master, you’re asking about Miss Beigong, aren’t you?”
The little fox demon was clever. With just a slight stutter from Qiao San, she saw through his thoughts. “Don’t worry, she’s fine! But… it seems your identity can’t be kept secret anymore. That Beigong Ping is really good at investigating, and I can sense that he’s definitely a cultivation expert from the mortal world!”
At this point, the little fox demon deliberately provoked Qiao San, “Third Young Master, if Beigong Ping finds out what you did to his daughter… giggle, do you think he’ll take his demon-slaying sword and… giggle… chop you?”
Twelve made a beheading gesture with her laughter, but the target wasn’t the neck—it was a place more important to a man than his head.
Indeed, Bold San instinctively shrank his legs, turning into Timid San, but then he forced himself to act bold again, “Hmph, what’s there to fear? If we can’t handle it, can’t we just—hide?”
“Giggle…”
The man and the demon laughed together, the fox demon’s mischievousness and the rogue’s shamelessness making them a perfect match, as if they were truly meant to be.
As the sun gradually rose, casting their shadows longer and longer, amidst their playful banter, Qiao San casually asked, “Twelve, you’re a demon, so why were you caught by Boss Cai?”
Caught off guard by the sudden question, even the mystical fox blurted out, “I did it on purpose! How could he possibly catch me?!”
“Really?!” Qiao San tilted his head, scrutinizing the little fox demon with a rogue’s gaze, making Twelve blush and her heart flutter with unease.
The man’s suspicion sent a cold sweat down Twelve’s back. She wanted to use her mystical fox techniques, but for some reason, the usually effective techniques seemed to have met their nemesis and became unreliable.
“Third… Third Young Master, I… I…”
Her heart raced, her face flushed red. Twelve couldn’t understand why she felt so strange in front of Qiao San. Under the man’s repeated intense gaze, she could only stammer, “I… I just wanted to… have some fun, to see… what the mortal world is like! Sob…”
At the critical moment, without her mystical fox techniques, the little fox demon still had a woman’s natural weapon—tears. As her crystal-clear tears rolled down, her pitiful gaze immediately softened the man’s already fragile heart.
“Sob… Third Young Master, Twelve never meant to deceive you! Sob… Please don’t drive Twelve away. Because of what happened last time, Twelve has already violated demon rules and can’t go back!”
The beautiful girl’s heart-wrenching words made Qiao San quickly put on a smile. Remembering that Twelve had turned against her own kind for his sake, Qiao San took the initiative to reconcile, “Alright, Twelve, don’t cry. Third Young Master will never drive you away!”
“Pfft!” The little fox demon burst into laughter, then playfully added, “Third Young Master, you have to keep your word. Come on, pinky promise!”
“Sigh! Fine! Pinky promise—a hundred years, no changing!”
The fingers of the man and the demon gently hooked together. Neither of them realized that this wasn’t just a joke, but a spiritual covenant that would last a hundred, a thousand, even ten thousand years!
“I’ll kill you, you brat!” In the Liulang County Office, the sound of gnashing teeth was followed by a “thud” as a swallow dart was fiercely embedded in the forehead of a portrait on the wall.
“Thud, thud…” A series of muffled sounds followed, and the portrait of Bold San was now unrecognizable. However, one thing was strange—no matter how the darts flew, those annoying eyes on the portrait remained unharmed, always smirking at Beigong Zhen.
“Young Master, we’ve found a lead!” The Three Eagles and Ten Guards were no ordinary officials. After days and nights of investigation, finding a person was no more difficult than finding a needle in a haystack.
“Thank you, uncles!” The fake young master, now back to being Beigong Zheng, bowed deeply, his respectful words revealing the true identities of the thirteen loyal experts.
They were all disciples of the Chenyuan Taoist Sect of the Aolai Kingdom, and Beigong Ping’s junior brothers.
“Swish, swish…” A stack of documents flew through Beigong Zhen’s hands, and Bold San gradually came into focus. The thin thread of “Qiao Sheng,” who had disappeared ten years ago, was finally “fished” out of the sea of people!
“Hmph, Bold San, so you’re not alone after all!” When she saw the information on Qiao Da and Qingniang, a hint of a triumphant smile flashed in Beigong Zhen’s eyes beneath her furrowed brows. She knew she had finally found the rogue’s Achilles’ heel.
“Uncle Tie, have you figured out the origin of that demon by Bold San’s side?”
Beigong Zhen couldn’t forget the little demon by Qiao San’s side, and her hatred for it made her grind her teeth. The humiliation from that day with the lustful fox lingered like a shadow, haunting the long-legged beauty even in her dreams. What was most unbearable for the goddess of capture was that, as days passed, her memory of that rogue’s… thing became increasingly vivid…
Moved by the beautiful girl’s words, Qiao San quickly changed to a smiling face. Thinking further about how Shi’er had turned against her own kind for his sake, he took the initiative to reconcile, “Alright, Shi’er, don’t cry. San San will never chase you away!”
“Pfft!” The fox girl couldn’t help but laugh through her tears, and with her usual liveliness, she seized the moment, “San Shao Ye, you must keep your word. Come on, pinky swear!”
“Sigh! Fine then! Pinky swear—forever and ever, no going back!”
The fingers of the man and woman gently hooked together. Neither of them realized that this was not just a joke, but a spiritual pact that would last a hundred years, a thousand years, even ten thousand years.
“You little brat, I’ll kill you!” Inside the county magistrate’s office in Liu Mang Town, a voice full of hatred hadn’t even finished when—“Puh!”—a swallow dart struck the forehead of the portrait on the wall.
“Puh, puh…” came a series of dull sounds. The poor portrait of Brave San was now completely ruined. But something strange remained: no matter how many darts flew, the pair of annoying eyes on the portrait always remained unscathed, continuing to mock North Palace Zhen with a sly grin.
“My lord, we’ve found a clue!” The thirteen elite guards, known as the Three Eagles and Ten Guards, were certainly no ordinary officers. After days and nights of thorough investigation, they could have fished out a needle from the ocean if needed.
“Thank you sincerely to all my senior uncles!” The disguised young master, now back to being Beigong Zheng, bowed deeply. His respectful words revealed the true identities of these thirteen loyal experts.
They were actually junior disciples of Beigong Ping, from the Chényuán Taoist Sect of Aolai Country.
“Shua, shua…” Beigong Zhen flipped rapidly through a thick stack of documents. Bit by bit, the figure of Brave San emerged. The needle known as “Qiao Sheng,” which had vanished mysteriously ten years ago, had finally been “fished” out from the sea of humanity.
“Hmph, Brave San, so you’re not some loner after all!” When she saw the information about Qiao Da and Qing Niang, Beigong Zhen, hiding her sharp gaze beneath furrowed brows, allowed a trace of satisfaction to flicker in her eyes. She knew she had finally found the weak spot of that annoying rogue.
At this moment, “Qingniang” gracefully entered with a tea tray, her elegant figure exuding the dignified charm of a beautiful lady.
“Dear husband, be careful on the road, and don’t miss the inn because you’re in a hurry. Never sleep in the wilderness!” Her gentle words were full of concern. At this moment, “Qingniang” was the epitome of grace and beauty. It wasn’t until Twelve secretly winked at Qiao San that the dazed man finally snapped out of his reverie!
Once the plan was set, Qiao Da suddenly remembered something. After a moment of hesitation, he finally asked in a serious tone, “Third brother, since I’m heading to the capital this time, should I deliver a greeting card to your maternal grandmother’s family for you? I heard your grandfather is still an official in the court.”
“Haha… Big brother, do I even have a grandfather?!”
Qiao San’s rogue laughter made his stance clear, and he added disdainfully, “That old scoundrel wanted to use my mother as a gift to curry favor with the powerful. I’m lucky I didn’t skin him alive, and now you want me to acknowledge him as family? Haha…”
Under Qiao San’s intense pressure, Qiao Da, sensing the tension, didn’t delay. After a quick packing, he secretly left Liulang Town and headed straight for Zunlong City, the sacred capital in the hearts of the people of Aolai Kingdom!
“Sigh!” Watching his brother disappear on the horizon, Qiao San finally let out a long breath as he faced the rising sun.
Stretching lazily in his usual rogue manner, Qiao San tilted his head and asked Twelve, “Any movements at the county office these past two days? Have they figured out my true identity? And…”
“Giggle… Third Young Master, you’re asking about Miss Beigong, aren’t you?”
The little fox demon was clever. With just a slight stutter from Qiao San, she saw through his thoughts. “Don’t worry, she’s fine! But… it seems your identity can’t be kept secret anymore. That Beigong Ping is quite skilled at investigations, and I can sense that he’s definitely a cultivation expert from the mortal world!”
At this point, the little fox demon deliberately teased Qiao San, “Third Young Master, if Beigong Ping finds out what you did to his daughter… giggle, do you think he’ll take out his demon-slaying sword and… giggle… chop you?”
Twelve mimicked a beheading motion, but instead of aiming at the neck, she pointed to a place more important to a man than his head.
Bold Three instinctively shrank his legs, turning into Timid Three, but then he forced himself to act brave again, “Hmph, what’s there to fear? If I can’t handle him, I can always—run away!”
“Giggle…”
The man and the demon laughed together. The fox demon’s mischievous nature and the rogue’s shamelessness made them a perfect match, as if they were truly destined to be together.
As the sun rose, their shadows grew longer. Amid their playful banter, Qiao San casually asked, “Twelve, you’re a demon. How did you end up being captured by Boss Cai?”
Caught off guard by the sudden question, even the mystical fox blurted out, “I did it on purpose! How could he possibly catch me?!”
“Really?!” Qiao San tilted his head, scrutinizing the little fox demon with a rogue’s gaze, making Twelve blush and her heart flutter with unease.
The man’s suspicion sent a cold sweat down Twelve’s back. She wanted to use her mystical fox techniques, but for some reason, her usually reliable magic seemed to falter, as if it had met its natural enemy.
“Third… Third Young Master, I… I just…”
Her heart raced, and her face flushed. Twelve couldn’t understand why she felt so strange in front of Qiao San. Under the man’s intense gaze, she stuttered, “I… I just wanted to… have some fun and see… what the mortal world is like! Sob…”
At this critical moment, without her mystical fox techniques, the little fox demon resorted to a woman’s natural weapon—tears. Her glistening tears and pitiful gaze immediately softened the man’s already fragile heart.
“Sob… Third Young Master, Twelve never meant to deceive you! Sob… Please don’t drive Twelve away. Because of what happened last time, Twelve has already broken the demon rules and can’t go back!”
The beautiful girl’s heart-wrenching words made Qiao San quickly put on a smile. Remembering that Twelve had turned against her own kind for his sake, Qiao San took the initiative to reconcile, “Alright, Twelve, don’t cry. Third Young Master will never drive you away!”
“Pfft!” The little fox demon burst into laughter, seizing the opportunity to say playfully, “Third Young Master, you have to keep your word. Come on, pinky promise!”
“Sigh! Fine! Pinky promise—a hundred years, no changing!”
Their fingers gently hooked together. Neither of them realized that this wasn’t just a joke, but a spiritual pact that would last a hundred, a thousand, even ten thousand years!
“I’ll kill you, you brat!” In the Liulang Town county office, a voice filled with hatred spat out these words. With a “thud,” a swallow dart was embedded in the forehead of a portrait on the wall.
“Thud, thud…” A series of muffled sounds followed, and the portrait of Bold Three was now unrecognizable. However, strangely enough, no matter how many darts flew, the annoying eyes in the portrait remained unharmed, continuously leering at Beigong Zhen.
“Young Master, we’ve found a lead!” The Three Eagles and Ten Guards were no ordinary officials. After days and nights of investigation, finding a person was no more difficult than fishing a needle out of the ocean.
“Thank you, uncles!” The fake young master, now back to being Beigong Zheng, bowed deeply, his respectful words revealing the true identities of the thirteen loyal experts.
They were all disciples of the Chenyuan Daoist Sect of the Aolai Kingdom, and Beigong Ping’s junior brothers.
“Swish, swish…” A stack of documents flew through Beigong Zhen’s hands, and Bold Three gradually came into focus. The “Qiao Sheng,” a needle that had disappeared ten years ago, was finally “fished” out of the sea of people!
“Hmph, Bold Three, so you’re not alone after all!” When she saw the information on Qiao Da and Qingniang, a smug smile flashed in Beigong Zhen’s eyes beneath her furrowed brows. She knew she had finally found the rogue’s Achilles’ heel.
“Uncle Tie, have you figured out the origins of that demon by Bold Three’s side?”
Beigong Zhen couldn’t forget the little demon beside Qiao San, and her hatred for it made her grind her teeth. The humiliation from that day lingered like a shadow, haunting the long-legged beauty even in her dreams. What was most unbearable for the divine huntress was that, as days passed, her memory of that rogue’s… thing… only grew clearer…
At this moment, “Qingniang” gracefully entered with a tea tray, her elegant figure exuding the dignified charm of a beautiful woman.
“Darling, be careful on the road, and don’t miss the inn because you’re rushing. Never sleep in the wilderness!” Her gentle words were filled with concern. At this moment, “Qingniang” was the epitome of grace and charm. It wasn’t until Twelve secretly winked at Qiao San that the dazed man finally snapped out of his reverie!
Once the plan was set, Qiao Da suddenly remembered something. After a moment of hesitation, he finally asked in a serious tone, “Third Brother, since I’m heading to the capital this time, should I help you deliver a visiting card to Second Aunt’s family? I heard your maternal grandfather is still an official in the court.”
“Haha… Big Brother, do I even have a maternal grandfather?!”
Qiao San expressed his stance with a rogue laugh, then added disdainfully, “To think of using my mother as a gift to curry favor with the powerful—such an old scoundrel! I’m lucky I haven’t skinned him yet, and now you want me to acknowledge him as family? Haha…”
Under Qiao San’s full persuasion, Qiao Da, sensing the tension, didn’t delay. After a quick packing, he secretly left Liuwang Town and headed straight for Zunlong City, the sacred capital in the hearts of the people of Aolai Kingdom.
“Phew!” Watching his elder brother disappear on the horizon, Qiao San, facing the rising sun, finally let out a long sigh of relief.
Habitually stretching in his rogue-like manner, Qiao San tilted his head and asked Twelve, “Any movements at the county office these past two days? Have they figured out my true identity? And…”
“Giggle… Third Young Master, you’re asking about Miss Beigong, aren’t you?”
The little fox demon was clever. With just a slight stammer from Qiao San, she saw through his thoughts. “Don’t worry, she’s fine! But… it seems your identity can’t be kept a secret anymore. That Beigong Ping is quite skilled in investigations, and I can sense that he’s definitely a cultivation expert from the mortal world!”
At this point, the little fox demon deliberately teased Qiao San, “Third Young Master, if Beigong Ping finds out what you did to his daughter… giggle, do you think he’ll come after you with a demon-slaying sword… giggle… and chop you?”
Twelve made a beheading gesture with her laughter, though the target wasn’t the neck but a place even more important to a man.
Indeed, the bold Qiao San instinctively shrank his legs, turning into a timid version of himself, but then he bravely retorted, “Hmph, what’s there to fear? If we can’t handle it, can’t we just—hide?!”
“Giggle…”
The man and the demon laughed together. The fox demon’s mischievous nature and the rogue’s shamelessness made them an oddly perfect match, as if they were truly destined to be together.
As the sun gradually rose, casting their elongated shadows, amidst their playful banter, Qiao San casually asked, “Twelve, you’re a demon, so how did you get caught by Boss Cai?”
Caught off guard by the sudden question, the fox demon blurted out, “I did it on purpose! How could he possibly catch me?!”
“Really?!” Qiao San tilted his head, scrutinizing the little fox demon with a rogue’s gaze, making Twelve blush and her heart flutter with unease.
The man’s suspicion sent a cold sweat down Twelve’s back. She wanted to use her fox demon techniques, but for some reason, her usually effective methods seemed to falter, as if they had met their nemesis!
“Third… Third Young Master, I… I…”
Her heart raced, and her face flushed red. Twelve couldn’t understand why she felt so strange in front of Qiao San. Under the man’s persistent gaze, she could only stammer, “I… I just wanted to see… what the mortal world was like! Sob…”
At the critical moment, without her fox demon techniques, the little fox demon resorted to a woman’s natural weapon—tears. With a roll of her glistening tears and a pitiful look, she immediately softened the man’s already fragile heart.
“Sob… Third Young Master, Twelve never meant to deceive you! Sob… Please don’t drive Twelve away. Because of what happened last time, Twelve has already broken demon rules and can’t go back!”
The beautiful girl’s moving words made Qiao San quickly put on a smile. Remembering that Twelve had turned against her own kind for his sake, Qiao San took the initiative to reconcile, “Alright, Twelve, don’t cry. Third Young Master will never drive you away!”
“Pfft!” The little fox demon burst into laughter, then playfully added, “Third Young Master, you have to keep your word. Come on, pinky promise!”
“Sigh! Fine! Pinky swear—a hundred years, no changing!”
Their fingers lightly hooked together, neither of them realizing that this wasn’t just a joke but a heartfelt pact that would last a hundred, a thousand, even ten thousand years!
“I’ll kill you, you brat!” In the Liuwang County Office, the voice, filled with gnashing teeth, had barely faded when a soft thud was heard. A swallow dart had already been fiercely embedded into the center of the forehead on the portrait hanging on the wall.
“Thud, thud…” Another series of muffled sounds followed, and the unfortunate portrait of Bold Three was now unrecognizable. However, there was something quite peculiar: no matter how many darts flew past, those annoying eyes on the portrait remained unscathed, continuously smirking mischievously at Beigong Zhen.
“Young master, we’ve found a lead!” The Ten Guards of Mitsuha are no ordinary officers. After days and nights of thorough investigation and covert probing, finding a person is no more miraculous than fishing a needle out of the ocean for them.
“Zheng sincerely troubles all the uncles!” The fake young master, now transformed back into Beigong Zheng, bowed deeply, his respectful words revealing the true identities of the thirteen loyal experts.
It turns out they were all junior disciples of Beigong Ping, students of the Chenyuan Taoist Sect from the Kingdom of Aolai.
“Swish, swish…” A thick stack of documents swiftly passed through Beigong Zhen’s hands, and gradually, the figure of “Bold Three” began to emerge. The slender thread of “Qiao Sheng,” which had suddenly vanished a decade ago, was finally “fished out” from the vast sea of humanity!
“Hmph, Da Dan San, so you’re not all alone after all!” When she saw the information about Qiao Da and Qing Niang, a smug smile flickered in Bei Gong Zhen’s beautiful eyes hidden beneath her furrowed brows. She knew she had finally found the Achilles’ heel of the detestable rogue.
“Uncle Tie, have you figured out the origin of that demon by Bold Three’s side?”
Beigong Zhen not only couldn’t forget the little demon beside Qiao San, but also clenched her teeth in hatred. The humiliation inflicted by the lascivious fox lingered like an inescapable shadow, haunting the long-legged beauty even in her dreams, where she frequently relived that moment of shame and fury. What was most unbearable for the goddess of capture was that, despite several days having passed, her memory of that rogue San’s act only grew more vivid and clear…
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