The Cool and Aloof Senior Sister Always Flirts with Me

Chapter 137: The Mad Devil Gu

Yan Jue's current condition indeed requires a muzzle. She didn't know what kind of spell had taken hold, but from time to time, Yan Jue would have these episodes, falling into a frenzied state where she couldn't recognize anyone—making the muzzle a necessary precaution.

After leaving the inn, Qi Xianqing and Yan Jue journeyed westward. By sunset, they finally reached Qingye Town, nestled at the foot of Wulong Mountain. As twilight settled over the streets of Qingye, Qi Xianqing walked among the bustling crowd, carrying the small fox in her arms.

Yan Jue peered around wide-eyed, her slender whiskers trembling as she took in her surroundings. Qi Xianqing had cast a concealment spell on her, so to the townsfolk, she appeared as an ordinary fox.

Unsure if she was fully lucid, Qi Xianqing asked, "Do you want something to eat?"

Across the way, an old man was making sugar paintings, and a group of children gathered to watch. The little fox tilted her head, staring blankly at the scene. This sight stirred a memory within Qi Xianqing—it hadn't been long ago that she and Yan Jue were also watching children marvel at sugar paintings on the street.

A rare softness flickered in Qi Xianqing's usually cold eyes as she approached the stall. "Want anything?" she asked.

With a low, raspy whimper, Yan Jue lifted a paw, pointing at a butterfly.

Qi Xianqing chuckled, spun the dial, and it stopped on the butterfly shape. The vendor smiled and said, "Young lady, you're in luck! You got exactly what you wanted."

Scooping some molten sugar, the vendor carefully poured it onto a flat surface. But as the sweet scent filled the air, Yan Jue's face suddenly changed. Her eyes turned blood-red, and she began furiously pawing at her muzzle, letting out desperate howls.

Startled, Qi Xianqing held her tightly. Yan Jue's outburst was so violent that nearby children started crying. The vendor, handing over the sugar painting, remarked, "This must be a new spirit beast—seems it hasn't been fully tamed yet. Good thing you brought a muzzle."

Apologizing quickly, Qi Xianqing carried Yan Jue away.

As dusk deepened, the little fox gradually quieted down. Taking refuge in an alley, Qi Xianqing removed her muzzle. Yan Jue sat there, gazing at her with a blank expression.

Removing the muzzle, Qi Xianqing sighed, "What am I going to do with you? Why won't you behave?"

The little fox ignored her, lowering her head to lick the sugar painting. Qi Xianqing placed the muzzle back on, and they continued their journey to Wulong Mountain.

Upon reaching the mountain, Qi Xianqing took Yan Jue straight to Autumn Pavilion to see Yun Zhen. Since her journey was unannounced, no one knew her whereabouts. Skilled at hiding her presence, Qi Xianqing knew it would be easy to avoid attention with Yun Zhen's support.

When Yun Zhen saw her, she asked, "How did the mission go this time?"

"It went smoothly," Qi Xianqing replied, though her face was tense.

Yun Zhen, prepared to commend her disciple, suddenly froze as Qi Xianqing knelt before her. "Master," she began solemnly, placing the muzzled little fox before her.

Yun Zhen's brow raised slightly. The little fox sniffed around, its amber eyes locked onto Yun Zhen's.

Qi Xianqing bowed low. "Master, I have erred."

"Oh?" Yun Zhen replied, a hint of amusement in her eyes. "What error, Xianqing?"

With resolve, Qi Xianqing confessed, "I have formed a life-and-death bond with this fox, as well as a soul bond, and we've merged our cores. I ask for your punishment."