Not far behind Yan Zhao, Snowball covered its eyes with its tiny paws, feeling the scene was too painful to watch.
It was clear to Yan Zhao that the little fox was injured, and such a spiritually attuned fox was rare. She had probably guessed its identity with a high degree of certainty.
Unfortunately, this girl from the Qingqiu Bai clan was also somewhat clueless. Instead of seeking help from someone else, she happened to encounter Yan Zhao.
It seemed she had to endure all the suffering she had once experienced herself.
Thinking this way, an inexplicable sense of satisfaction rose within her.
Ren Qingyue realized this thought and felt embarrassed, thinking that her resolve was weak for finding amusement in someone else's suffering. It was truly inappropriate.
Yan Zhao quickly bandaged the little fox's wound.
After her cultivation improved, her strength had also increased significantly. With her forceful intervention, Bai Jin, whose magical power was depleted due to the injury, had no way to resist. It could only watch as Yan Zhao applied the bruising ointment and tied it with a cloth strip.
It gave up resisting, its heart as dead as ashes.
After all, it wasn't going to die; it would just bleed a bit more and hurt for a while longer.
Yan Zhao released it, letting it try to stand and walk.
The little fox, transformed from Bai Jin, got up.
Hiss——
It hurt, so much pain, pain, pain.
It limped with every step.
Without a doubt, after Yan Zhao's urgent treatment, it was even more limping.
Yan Zhao frowned, her expression serious. "How could you be so badly hurt?"
A fox without an owner was truly pitiful.
Yan Zhao sighed, thinking: If Snowball hadn't met her, it would have lived such a life too.
Bai Jin couldn't find a way to express its current speechlessness.
It limped back into the forest, its only thought was to leave Yan Zhao.
But surrounded by dangers, it didn't encounter any trustworthy individuals on the way back to the Medicine God Sect and therefore didn't dare to go too far.
Thus, it stopped a few paces away, under the shade of a tree where Yan Zhao couldn't see, and tore off the cloth from its leg.
The wound on its leg was a bloody mess.
Due to the bruising ointment, the blood wouldn't stop flowing.
......
Having exhausted its magic power, it couldn't use spells to clean the wound and had to use the most primitive method, licking off the ointment with its tongue.
Seeing it leave, Yan Zhao was relieved and had no intention of following.
When she turned around, Snowball was crouched behind her.
"You came back by yourself? Did you see the limping fox earlier?"
Yan Zhao picked it up and said earnestly, "A fox without a home and protection from an owner is like this, so you shouldn't run around anymore."
Both Ren Qingyue and Bai Jin, who heard this from a distance, fell silent.
Yan Zhao patted its head. "You're really a lucky little fox to have met me."
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FantasyDISCLAIMER: I do not claim ownership over this story. I only MTLed and polished it. Original novel: https://www.jjwxc.net/onebook.php?novelid=8391517 Yan Zhao was born with blocked meridians and unable to cultivate, making her notorious as the most...