The Aloof Immortal Venerable is Pregnant with My Fox Cub - Chapter 31

Chapter 31

Cang Ran originally intended to kill Ye Ze tonight, but Tan Qingxuan stopped her.

She didn’t even have time to take her spiritual sword out of her storage ring, so she had to sit back down on the bed.

I’ll let him live for one more night. Tomorrow, I will definitely chop off his dog’s head.

No, I can’t use the word ‘dog.’ The Azure Steel Dog didn’t offend me.

“Alright, then we’ll go tomorrow.”

The light of the Ember fire softly illuminated them, warm and tranquil. The room suddenly became quiet.

Cang Ran calmed down and thought about it. She had been anxious and angry just now, terrified that Tan Qingxuan didn’t want her, and she had even pinned Tan Qingxuan down on the bed and bitten her. That was indeed a bit offensive.

Qingqing just went out to handle some business. If she didn’t want to talk about it, she wouldn’t. Even if she took a long trip, ten days or half a month, as long as Qingqing was willing to come back, she could still forgive her.

Actually, I can’t completely forgive her. Why couldn’t she take me wherever she went? I could at least act as a mount. I’m fast and impressive.

Cang Ran became unhappy again as she thought. She lay on the bed, her wispy bangs partially covering her eyes, making her look a little dejected.

She was very tired today. She had been busy non-stop from morning till night. She went through a heart-stopping event at the banquet and was startled by the sudden appearance of the trash male protagonist.

Now, by Tan Qingxuan’s side, after crying and having a tantrum, she smelled the faint sandalwood scent, felt exhausted lying on the bed, and started to feel sleepy.

Cang Ran placed the back of her hand on her forehead, blocking the surrounding bright light. Her beautiful eyes slowly narrowed.

She was truly too tired and sleepy to get up. Seeing that Tan Qingxuan wasn’t beside her, Cang Ran used her large, furry tail to hook Tan Qingxuan’s wrist.

The tip of her tail loosely wrapped around it and slowly patted it several times to get Tan Qingxuan’s attention.

Tan Qingxuan was contemplating when Cang Ran, a little fox in the demon world, had become acquainted with that human cultivator of low magic power, and why she insisted on seeing him tonight.

A ticklish feeling suddenly came from her pale, cool wrist after being stroked by fur. Tan Qingxuan snapped out of her thoughts and looked down at Cang Ran.

Cang Ran’s eyes were misty with water vapor due to extreme sleepiness. Her pure eyes looked quite seductive, and her voice was lazy.

“Qingqing, don’t sneak away from me again next time. I don’t want you to leave. If you absolutely must go, please take me with you wherever you go, let me follow you, okay?”

She was already a fox. She was originally a canine. It didn’t matter if she was a little dog circling around the person she liked.

So please take me with you. Don’t just discard me.

Ripples spread across Tan Qingxuan’s heart. Just as she was about to open her mouth, Cang Ran closed her eyes and fell asleep the next moment.

The furry fox tail wasn’t wrapped as tightly as before. The dandelion-like tip of the tail swayed gently, resting against the cool, pale skin on the inside of her wrist.

Cang Ran’s long hair was spread out. Her head was only resting on the edge of the pillow, as if someone had pushed her to the side, making her look a little pathetic.

She had just taken liberties with Tan Qingxuan. The blush on her face hadn’t faded. The white Phantom Bell Orchid was next to her cheek, emitting a warm orange glow, reflecting a faint rosy light on her jade-like face.

At this moment, her eyes were slightly closed, looking extremely tired and listless. Her red lips were beautifully colored.

Tan Qingxuan gently removed the fox tail from her wrist. She leaned down slightly, placing her slender hand under the back of Cang Ran’s head, lifting it slightly, and pulling the soft pillow over so that her head rested right in the center of the pillow.

The little fox’s head tilted and slid off the pillow again.

Tan Qingxuan had no choice but to use her other hand to gently guide the little fox’s head back to the center of the pillow.

Just as she was about to withdraw her hand, the furry fox ear pressed against her hand and rubbed several times.

The fox ear was pressed into her fair palm, just like it had been pressed against her robe sleeve that time, folding slightly at the tip.

Tan Qingxuan’s eyes softened. She gently stroked Cang Ran’s head, running her fingers along the inside of the thick fox ear, setting it right.

The little fox felt a bit ticklish from the petting. Her ear twitched, and her head rubbed against the soft pillowcase.

Tan Qingxuan quickly pinched her fox ear to prevent her from sliding down again. It felt very fleshy, soft, and warm when pinched.

After being pinched, the little fox was much more obedient, sleeping soundly and peacefully.

Tan Qingxuan thought of the little fox’s arrogant behavior of ignoring explanations and biting people, and she couldn’t resist pinching a little more, a small punishment.

The fox ear quickly heated up. Cang Ran seemed uncomfortable. She pouted her lips in dissatisfaction and tried to push her away with her hand even in her sleep.

Naughty little fox. She let me touch her ear the first time we met, and now, after I pinched her a few times, she’s impatient.

Tan Qingxuan withdrew her hand and straightened her sleeves. Just as she was about to leave, she found Cang Ran circling her with her large tail again.

“Sleep together, okay? I’ll let you pinch my fox ear again. I won’t push you.” Cang Ran’s voice was soft and sweet. Her eyes were hazy with sleep. She had mumbled the words subconsciously.

She was vaguely transformed into a “fox pancake,” spreading out her soft belly, with all four paws open, as if waiting to be embraced.

Tan Qingxuan remembered the soft little fox pillow on the day she was injured. In the past, when she healed, she always cultivated alone, enduring the pain, which for her was a test of her Dao heart.

Since taking up the sword, she had strictly adhered to her sect’s teachings: if the common people were in distress, cultivators should step forward. She must never show vulnerability in front of others. The strong do not need pity.

But the Dao of highest forgetfulness is not heartlessness. She, too, yearned for warmth, and thus the desire to bring this little demon back to her sect was born.

In the past eight hundred years of her cultivation and experience, she had been loyal to her sect. Since Cang Ran was willing to follow her, raising a small fox demon should not be an issue.

If anyone objected, she had the means to protect this little demon.

Tan Qingxuan resolved her inner conflict and was no longer troubled by it. She rubbed the little fox’s head and said softly, “You sleep first.”

The little fox grumbled, patted her with a small paw, and then fell back asleep. Tan Qingxuan took out the transmission token she had acquired from the demon race today from her sleeve.

Tan Qingxuan cultivated many spells. Her talent far surpassed her peers, and she was knowledgeable and well-read. She had also studied the spells of demon cultivators and easily broke the secret spell placed on the transmission token.

She still had a wisp of the demon cultivator’s remnant soul confined in the token to prevent the Demon Sovereign from being alerted when the demon cultivator’s soul light extinguished.

Tan Qingxuan read all the demon cultivator’s transmissions and learned that because the demon cultivator was only a branch leader, the transmission token could not directly contact the Demon Sovereign, but only through her superior, the Right Protector.

The Right Protector and the demon cultivator often clashed verbally, so the demon cultivator wanted to monopolize the credit for killing the Venerable Immortal Qingxuan and send it to the Demon Sovereign alone, without revealing that she had appeared in Luofeng City.

The demon cultivator only told another familiar branch leader that she was injured by a human cultivator during the delivery of a birthday gift. She said that recovering by consuming young, newly formed demons was too slow and insufficient for nourishment, and begged the other party to send some high-grade healing demonic medicine.

That branch leader was in the process of handing over a task of escorting demon stones, as assigned by the Demon Sovereign. Fearing punishment from the Right Protector, he asked the demon cultivator to wait a few more days. He hadn’t expected that in those few days of delay, Tan Qingxuan would have already killed the demon cultivator.

Tan Qingxuan’s eyes were calm. She sent a transmission to that demon cultivator branch leader—No need to send the high-grade healing demonic medicine. I have fully recovered and am going to seek revenge on the human cultivator.

The other demon cultivator branch leader, who had just bought the high-grade healing demonic medicine, now found it useless. He cursed the demon cultivator inwardly and could only pocket the medicine himself, replying with a stiff “Good.”

Tan Qingxuan cleanly dealt with the demon cultivator issue. Reflecting on the matters of her own sect, her sect’s transmission jade token had been struck by heavenly lightning. The token was complicated to craft, making it difficult to re-establish contact with the sect.

In recent nights, the red lotus on her forehead frequently flashed with golden light. This was her sect’s mark, indicating that the sect had an urgent matter summoning her. It could also be that her junior sister, who was managing the sect in her stead, had encountered an irresolvable issue again.

Since Cang Ran was willing to follow her, after Cang Ran met that old acquaintance tomorrow, she would mention returning to the sect to Cang Ran.

This little demon was fond of pleasure. Her Fuyao Palace in the Taixuan Sect, where she lived alone, was an excellent residence. There were also ten or so immortal mountains around that Cang Ran could use for daily enjoyment.

She also had some private spiritual stone reserves, enough for Cang Ran’s fresh expenditures for several decades. After a few years like this, Cang Ran would be so delighted that she forgot all about home, and she would certainly forget the Leopard Demon and that old acquaintance.

Tan Qingxuan made her decision, her Dao heart clear. She reached out with her warm palm and stroked Cang Ran’s head again.

The spot where Cang Ran had licked her today was still slightly warm. Her palm had been sweating then, but fortunately, Cang Ran was always oblivious and didn’t notice.

Such naughtiness needed to be kept close. However, Cang Ran’s appearance was stunningly beautiful. She feared that members of the sect might also be captivated by her. It would be less troublesome to have her take on her fox form in front of others.

Perhaps she was a little sensitive to the light, the sleeping little fox extended a fox paw to shield her eyes.

Tan Qingxuan then withdrew the clusters of Ember fire and placed them back into the little fox’s palm. The Ember fire quickly melted into her, disappearing.

The Phantom Bell Orchid had been swiped away when the little fox threw a tantrum and then carried to the side of the pillow. This fox was usually messy and didn’t sleep still. If the flower were crushed, she would surely cause a fuss again. Tan Qingxuan picked up the flower and placed it on top of a nearby cabinet.

She lay down fully clothed. The little fox seemed to know she was by her side. Her furry head snuggled over, and a soft, slightly springy little paw gently rested on her waist.

The soft and fluffy little fox in her arms was like a freshly baked mochi cake dusted with sweet sugar.

She slept soundly and sweetly, emitting a faint, sweet peach blossom scent all over.

Tan Qingxuan’s brows relaxed. She embraced the little fox, resting her chin on the top of the little fox’s head.

The sleeping little fox didn’t like this compressed posture. Her fox ears rotated back and forth until one stopped on Tan Qingxuan’s cool, soft lips, where it remained still.

Tan Qingxuan’s cheeks flushed. This little fox. She showed compassion for me today, yet even in her sleep, she is so promiscuous and flirtatious.

She moved her lips away, silently extended a finger, and gently poked the tip of the little fox’s ear.

The furry tip of the fox ear trembled continuously from her poke. In this way, the little fox finally settled down.

They had a good night’s sleep. As the little fox slept, she flipped over and ended up lying on top of Tan Qingxuan again.

In the morning, Cang Ran woke up and subconsciously stretched. Her front paw pads accidentally pressed against a soft spot. She pressed it a couple of times and realized the texture was wrong.

It was soft and full, and the paw pad sank in slightly before springing back.

Before Cang Ran could react, Tan Qingxuan pushed her off. She nearly hit the wall.

Knowing she had done wrong, she didn’t dare to raise her head. She dragged her large tail and quickly scurried away in embarrassment.

Tan Qingxuan was already a light sleeper. She found it acceptable when the little fox slept while lying on her. But once the lustful fox trait was exposed, it became difficult to ignore.

A blush spread across Tan Qingxuan’s neck. She stared at the direction Cang Ran had fled and secretly clenched her sleeves.

Cang Ran ran fast and avoided being hit. She was relieved to have escaped a calamity.

As usual, she took out her spiritual sword and started practicing the first layer of the sword technique.

The little figure jumped off the sword hilt and suddenly started sparring with her.

The sword moves began like a soaring swan, sharp and unrestrained. The sword energy crossed and intertwined. Each strike of the sword energy landed on the stone, leaving deep indentations.

The wielder was accustomed to using lethal moves. Even when holding back the momentum, the moves were difficult to resist.

Cang Ran hadn’t even generated her own sword energy yet. Facing the attack, she immediately felt pressured.

Because of the beast race’s strong physique, she managed to endure for a dozen or so rounds. Her hand was already numb from the vibrations, and she was barely able to hold the sword.

“Did you get stronger again?”

The little figure ignored her and attacked without mercy. Cang Ran couldn’t beat it, so she could only run away.

Damn it! It must have been strengthened again! How dare it bully the weak!

Cang Ran was chased and poked in the butt all the way into the pond by the little figure, only leaving her fox head exposed in alarm.

The little figure still pressed close, showing no intention of letting her go.

Cang Ran could only plead for mercy: “Don’t come any closer! My butt hurts so much! I know I was wrong!”

The little figure still flew over with a cold face. It used a spell to pick up the spiritual sword she had dropped while fleeing, and the cold blade repeatedly knocked her head three times with a bong-bong-bong sound.

Cang Ran’s head was ringing. All she could think of was Eighty, Eighty, Eighty.

Only then did the little figure let her go, transforming back into the fox pendant and returning to the spiritual sword.

So petty! Holding a grudge and retaliating! I’m not even that spiteful!

Cang Ran climbed out of the pond. After cultivating for a while, she went with Tan Qingxuan to look for Ye Ze, who had secretly followed her yesterday.

Her sense of smell was very acute. With her current cultivation, even with Ye Ze’s destiny protection, she might not be able to kill him, but she could at least give him a hard time.

Unexpectedly, Ye Ze seemed to have the protection of the Heavenly Dao. As she tracked his scent, she felt as if she was caught in a maze, going around and around in circles on the territory she was most familiar with in the demon world.

The path became increasingly remote, leading to a dark entrance—a forbidden area that even demon cultivators rarely set foot in. Cang Ran, without the destined luck of the original male protagonist, dared not enter rashly.

It was said that tens of thousands of years ago, when the demon race launched a massive attack on the demon race, the then Demon Emperor was no match for the Demon Sovereign. To protect the demon world and its countless citizens, he led his Demon Kings to nourish the countless plants and trees in the forbidden area with their flesh, blood, and divine souls.

The plants and trees, having gained sentience and nurtured by the demon race, developed the ability to specifically counter the demon race, repelling the aggressive attackers.

The Thousand-Year Life-Stealing Vine Cang Ran used that day was considered a relatively gentle vine to the demon race, and its growth location was also secluded. However, the plants and trees in the forbidden area had absorbed too much demonic and spiritual energy and had long become bloodthirsty and greedy, attacking indiscriminately, regardless of human, demon, or devil. Even a Great Demon at the Transformation stage might not be able to traverse it safely.

Cang Ran thought that Ye Ze’s appearance in the demon world was likely for the Thousand-Year Spiritual Fungus. He wouldn’t seek trouble in the forbidden area. He was probably just passing by, like her.

She took Tan Qingxuan’s hand, intending to bypass this place and go to Cold Moon Mountain to lie in wait first, but she suddenly heard voices coming from inside the forbidden area.

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