The Fox Spirit Raised by the Villain Wants to Defect - Chapter 29

The room fell silent for a moment.

Xiaoyu blinked, feeling as if she had just experienced auditory hallucination.

“Daozhang, what did you say? Could you please repeat it?”

She must have misheard.

It definitely had to be.

Her nervousness caused her hands to clench tightly, and the expression of expecting a denial on her face was so obvious that when Sheng Li saw it, it only increased his desire to tease her.

“Aren’t you sent by the Demon Lord?” he asked again, tempting Xiaoyu to fall into his trap, over and over.

Xiaoyu nodded, giving a small sound of agreement.

Demon Lord, you’ve caused me so much trouble!

“And isn’t your mission to kill Wen Yu?” Seeing Xiaoyu’s expression change bit by bit, Sheng Li increasingly felt that he had found a treasure.

A very interesting treasure he wanted to tease.

“I think so,” Xiaoyu’s mind raced, feeling that Wen Yu was leading her into a strange, subtle predicament.

“Not only have you not killed me, but you are also thinking of defecting to me. Aren’t you afraid of failing your assignment?”

Sheng Li’s words reached Xiaoyu’s ears, and she only worried for a few seconds.

“But I have already defected to you, Daozhang,” Xiaoyu unclenched her hands. After careful consideration, she felt that she should still be relatively safe.

The ‘Coal Ball’ (Demon Lord’s messenger) only ever came to loudly urge her to kill Wen Yu and had never harmed her.

Therefore, the Demon Lord’s side should not trouble her for the time being.

“Then I just won’t go back to hand in the assignment.”

The young girl’s words were frank and direct. Sheng Li was speechless for a while after hearing them.

He stared directly at Xiaoyu, his eyes devoid of any discernible emotion.

“Daozhang, are you perhaps doubting my loyalty?”

Xiaoyu looked at Wen Yu several times. She kept feeling that his current state was different from when she saw him at the bottom of the pit.

After sustaining such severe injuries, he could still be so energetic—truly worthy of being a cultivator with boundless energy.

“No.” Seeing the expectant look on Xiaoyu’s face, Sheng Li changed his tone. “There is no binding relationship between us. If you were to turn on me and betray me from behind, wouldn’t I be completely defenseless?”

Xiaoyu fell silent.

Why is there no basic trust between people anymore!

“I won’t. I wouldn’t do that.”

She would never help the villain.

When she read the book, the ending where Wen Yu and the villain perished together made her feel both heartache and pity.

If such a powerful figure hadn’t died so early, he would certainly have achieved great things.

Now that she had transmigrated into the story and gotten close to him, she wanted to keep him as far away from those calamities as possible and let him live longer.

Therefore, Xiaoyu answered with extreme sincerity: “Daozhang, trust me, you definitely won’t suffer a loss.”

Her gaze was firm, her posture upright, and there was no hint of falsehood.

Yet, Wen Yu would not know the words she spoke or the sincerity she offered.

The person currently occupying this body was Sheng Li.

Listening to Xiaoyu’s words at this moment, his interest grew even stronger.

A mischievous thought surged up, and he curled his lips, giving Xiaoyu a smile.

The smile did not reach his eyes and, contrasted with the spontaneously lit candle flames in the room, it appeared somewhat sinister.

“Aren’t you afraid that if the Demon Lord finds you, sees that you not only failed to kill Wen Yu but also betrayed him, he might become displeased and kill you?”

His words were very explicit. If this little fox still hadn’t grasped his meaning, she should be thrown back into the furnace for re-forging.

Xiaoyu understood. The sentence he had spoken earlier surfaced in her mind. After thinking it over, she felt he made sense.

“Daozhang, are you suggesting we put on a show for the Demon Lord?” As she spoke, her eyes lit up, and she thought of a solution: “We can do this!”

Sheng Li listened patiently while waiting for her suggestion.

“If the Demon Lord comes to rush me again, you can pretend to be charmed by me and just ‘do something’ to convince him.”

“‘Do something’?” Sheng Li suddenly wanted to see what kind of expression this fox would have when she learned that he was the Demon Lord.

Would it be disbelief, or perhaps terror?

“How do we ‘do something’?”

Xiaoyu took a few steps closer to him and reached out to touch him but reconsidered and held back.

“Whenever the Demon Lord comes to urge me, we can just act! You pretend to be seduced by me, and we’ll get away with it.”

The problem was that the Demon Lord’s purpose for having the original host approach Wen Yu was to kill him. Even if a staged performance could deceive him for a while, it wasn’t a foolproof plan.

“No, that’s not reliable,” Xiaoyu came up with another plan under Sheng Li’s gaze.

“How about this: Daozhang, you focus on your cultivation, become stronger, and defeat the Demon Lord. Then we’ll both be safe.”

The moment these words left her mouth, Xiaoyu heard a cold laugh.

It was a very short laugh, seemingly originating from his chest, which made her heart tremble inexplicably.

Why is he laughing? Doesn’t he have confidence?

“I focus on my cultivation, become stronger, and defeat the Demon Lord.” Sheng Li suddenly recalled the words she spoke when the demon assault struck the small town.

He will ultimately be defeated by Wen Yu.

Where did she get the confidence to assert that he would definitely be defeated by Wen Yu?

Just based on her dreams?

“Does your dream not include my ending?” He stood up.

The distance between the two of them was already quite short, and when he stood up, they were almost touching.

The fox blinked, and Sheng Li knew that this little fox was about to start fabricating a story.

“Maybe it did, but I didn’t remember it after I woke up.” Xiaoyu’s mood was slightly downcast.

She did not want to see Wen Yu bear the conflict between the two races because of his disciple’s actions, nor did she want him to lose his life because of it.

When reading the novel, she could only watch the events that had already happened, but now she might be able to help Wen Yu a little bit?

In any case, she could not directly state Wen Yu’s ending from the book. What difference would that make from cursing someone to die?

Sheng Li did not get the answer he wanted. She was either hiding something or simply did not care about the Demon Lord’s fate.

“Was there nothing else in the dream?”

Xiaoyu thought about it and said no.

Sheng Li picked up the jade flute. One-third of the red color had already faded from it.

“Only me?”

Xiaoyu nodded, giving a soft sound of agreement, her gaze drawn to the jade flute.

She had wanted to ask earlier; this jade flute could actually change color.

A thought shifted, and she recalled the matter she had previously entrusted to Wen Yu. Taking advantage of the opportunity, she brought it up again.

“Daozhang, is your second disciple at the Yuehui Sect? Does your offer from last time about having him teach me the Monster Race’s cultivation techniques still stand?”

Xiaoyu was now very much looking forward to meeting Yan Ziqiong, learning Monster Race cultivation techniques, and soaring!

Become stronger! And protect myself!

“You want to learn Monster Race cultivation techniques?” Sheng Li scrutinized the young girl before him.

Her appearance would be outstanding even among a crowd of monsters. The Fox Clan is never short of heart-charming looks, but their strength is generally weak.

This one was of pure Fox Clan blood, so her demonic power was slightly stronger.

But clearly, the foreign soul occupying this body did not know how to utilize demonic power or how to cultivate.

“Yes, I think you’re the more reliable one. If I don’t return to the Monster Race, there will be no way for me to cultivate.”

The only person Xiaoyu could trust right now was Wen Yu, and she could only rely on him.

Based on his character design in the book, he was a good person and had helped her a few times before. Although he occasionally strayed from his character, overall, he was still the elegant and immortal Sword Venerable.

In short, cling to the thigh.

“If you want to learn demonic techniques, I can help you,” Sheng Li agreed.

He had a few great demons under his command. Teaching her would be more than sufficient.

Xiaoyu immediately thanked him.

After settling the matter, she still couldn’t help but speak up: “Daozhang, how is your hand? And your other injuries, are they very painful?”

When they were in the sand pit, Wen Yu used one hand to block the puppet threads. That moment had scared her so much that her heart nearly jumped out of her chest.

Sheng Li did not look at his palm, only saying, “Are you afraid I will die?”

Xiaoyu shook her head: “I’m just a little worried. Anyway, thank you for saving me.”

She kept this kindness in her heart, but the person in front of her was displeased.

Sheng Li was regulating his body with demonic energy, instinctively ignoring the pain.

The person this fox was concerned about was not him.

Changing his mind, Sheng Li felt relieved again. Wen Yu would not hear this concern and gratitude.

“Well, if you need any help from me, just call me,” Xiaoyu prepared to leave: “I’ll go now.”

Her gaze caught the jade flute. The red and green colors were distinct, each occupying one half.

“Daozhang, your jade flute can change color,” she pointed to the flute, asking curiously.

“Which color do you like?” Sheng Li raised the jade flute and held it horizontally in front of Xiaoyu.

He was testing her to see if she noticed any abnormality.

The abnormality between him and Wen Yu.

Xiaoyu took a close look and found both colors beautiful. Regardless of the color, it looked extremely pure and crystal clear on the jade flute.

“I like both.”

Who would have thought that her answer would once again earn a cold laugh from the person in front of her?

Sheng Li turned around, turning his back to her.

Likes both?

Truly greedy.

“Then I’m leaving?” Seeing that Wen Yu was no longer speaking, Xiaoyu said goodbye and turned to walk away.

She took back her praise for Wen Yu. It was indeed different from what she read on paper and what she experienced in person.

His attitude changed too quickly.

The banished Xiaoyu returned to the room she had been in before. It was empty.

She walked in and immediately bolted the door.

The room was brightly lit by candlelight, and the small room looked very cozy.

Xiaoyu examined the room for a long time before finally walking to the bed and lying down.

Only when she turned onto her side did she remember the wound on her left arm, but she could no longer feel any pain.

Pulling back the half of her garment, the wound had scabbed over, though pressing it still caused a stinging sensation.

Xiaoyu stared blankly at the blue liquid staining her clothing, lost in thought for a long time.

She had truly turned into a demon beast.

She had to accept this fact and adapt to everything.

However, recovering quickly from injuries was also quite good.

She glanced out the window. The night was deep, perfect for rest and sleep.

Having experienced so much during the day, she immediately fell asleep. This time, she was finally undisturbed.

When she woke up, Xiaoyu did not hear any sounds. Looking out the window, she realized they were still floating in the sky.

She tidied her messy hair and tied it into a ponytail. Xiaoyu opened the door and glanced out; the cabin was also quiet.

But the day was already bright. Were they still not awake?

Without checking on the others, Xiaoyu walked straight out of the cabin and stood on the deck, looking down.

The desert was gone.

Lush green forests covered the earth, a stark contrast to the desolation of the desert.

Looking into the distance, the shadows of hills were vaguely visible.

The Yuehui Sect was built against the mountain, and a town was not far from the sect grounds—a good location.

Many disciples would go to the town to shop and relax during their leisure time.

Now Xiaoyu was even more excited.

Finally, no more working like an ox or a horse! I can travel everywhere!

She took a deep breath of fresh air, spreading her arms to feel the sunlight.

After staying for a moment, Xiaoyu turned back toward the cabin.

As she turned around, she saw an old woman staring at her from behind. Xiaoyu was so startled she nearly lost her footing.

“Did I scare you?” Lian Qiao showed a kindly smile and remained where she was.

Xiaoyu was indeed startled. Someone had appeared behind her, and she hadn’t heard a single sound.

She had little interaction with Lian Qiao, but Lian Qiao had helped her suppress her desire to breed yesterday, so she should express her thanks.

Lian Qiao waved her hand, unconcerned: “It was a small favor.”

“I couldn’t decline the task the Sword Venerable gave me,” Lian Qiao’s tone shifted, and her gaze became sharp: “I just didn’t expect the Heart-Cleansing Incantation to work on a demon beast.”

She took one step closer to Xiaoyu, her presence imposing.

“I’m somewhat curious because the Human Race and the Monster Race are not fundamentally connected. Could I trouble the young lady to let me examine your body again?”

As Lian Qiao spoke, she had already reached out to Xiaoyu. Her dry, peeling hand was slightly curled, and her fingertips were dark.

“I want to see if your desire to breed was truly suppressed by me.”

Xiaoyu remained silent.

Lian Qiao’s tone and actions seemed to compel her to agree.

Despite the clear weather, Xiaoyu felt a chilling sensation, her body growing cold all over.

Lian Qiao was like the old witch in a fairy tale, luring a passing child into her trap.

She approached Xiaoyu step by step.