Published: March 8, 2025
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN: Wind Fox Acknowledges Its Master! [First Update, Requesting Monthly Votes!]
It is truly impressive for this supreme expert; to attract this disciple, he actually learned how to coax children without a teacher... For these ancient beings, this difficulty is quite significant...
“No way!” Ning Tianya rushed over, his face flushed with urgency, and he unceremoniously shoved Bu Liqing aside. He squatted down and said, “Just come with me! I have way more fun things than he does.”
“But I don’t want to go anywhere…” Mo Qingwu timidly replied, reluctantly handing the Amethyst figurine back to Bu Liqing.
“It’s a gift for you,” Bu Liqing said kindly. “Just keep it; hehe, I have plenty more.”
“Really?” Mo Qingwu blinked, asking.
“Of course it’s true,” Bu Liqing said seriously, feeling secretly pleased. It seems this disciple was already half in his grasp.
Mo Qingwu gleefully put the Amethyst figurine into her pocket—
“Ah! What is this?” Mo Qingwu suddenly shivered all over, screaming in apparent shock; she then pulled out a small, fluffy, snow-white fox from her pocket.
The little fox was only the size of a palm, obediently squatting on Mo Qingwu’s hand, slowly squirming. It was entirely snow-white, with two shining black eyes that were now looking up at Mo Qingwu, squeaking twice in a pitiful manner.
“Wow… what a cute little thing…” Mo Qingwu exclaimed in delight, instantly falling in love with it. She cupped it in one hand and held it up to her face: “So adorable… What’s your name?”
As she spoke, she reached out with her other hand to stroke it. The little creature shyly extended a snowy white paw, gently shook her hand, then retracted it, squeaking softly as if bashfully.
Mo Qingwu laughed joyfully, saying, “Little one, where did you come from? How did you end up in my pocket?”
Clearly, the little creature did not understand her words, squeaking back at her innocently.
Mo Qingwu was immediately defeated by such a gaze, holding it affectionately, “Will you follow me from now on? Little one, I’ll give you a name… how about… Little Snow?”
The little creature tilted its head to look at Mo Qingwu, moved its body, crawled a step on her hand, squeaked again, and then stretched its limbs comfortably, lying down in her palm.
It seemed to accept this name.
Chu Yang’s eyes lit up as well, and he, along with Gu Duxing and others, felt surprised: although this little creature looked harmless, it was extremely clever and adorable, and so clean... But how did it suddenly end up in Mo Qingwu’s pocket?
Ning Tianya and Bu Liqing exchanged glances; a ninth-level spirit beast, the Wind Fox, actually reverted to its most primal state in this way to please this little girl?
Damn… even spirit beasts know who’s good and who’s bad?
“Little thing!” Ning Tianya glared, causing the Wind Fox to shiver in fright. “Do you want to follow her?”
He grabbed the Wind Fox in his hand, menacingly saying, “Don’t pretend to be confused! Are you only thinking about taking advantage of us? I’ll crush you! Nod if you want to follow her, otherwise I’ll crush you!”
Mo Qingwu anxiously called out, “Give it to me, don’t bully my Little Snow… huh?”
Before she finished speaking, she suddenly screamed.
In her eyes, the little creature that couldn’t understand human words unexpectedly looked at her with eyes full of grievance and nodded pitifully.
“It… can understand human speech?” Mo Qingwu was stunned, her beautiful eyes wide, pointing at the little creature, trembling as she asked.
“A ninth-level spirit beast… How could it not understand human speech…” Ning Tianya rolled his eyes.
“A ninth-level spirit beast?” Gu Duxing and the others exclaimed together: “This tiny thing that’s no bigger than a fist, harmless and only suitable as a pet, is actually a ninth-level spirit beast?”
This description evidently displeased the Wind Fox, which rolled its eyes but dared not protest. Instead, it shot a fierce glare at Gu Duxing.