The Fox Spirit Raised by the Villain Wants to Defect - Chapter 44

The streets were lined with stalls, and the dazzling array of goods made Xiaoyu’s eyes sparkle.

A red hair tie on one stall caught her attention. The color was vibrant, and the material seemed decent.

She instinctively checked her pocket—empty. Alas, she had no money!

Standing in front of the stall, she could only look, not buy.

Gazing at the small items on the stall, Xiaoyu reluctantly took a step back. As soon as she turned around, she saw Wen Yu handing her a small, golden pouch.

Xiaoyu glanced at it. It was small and golden.

“Consider it payment for your services in the Demon Realm.”

Wen Yu held it up. The money pouch wasn’t even as big as his palm.

Xiaoyu hesitated for a moment.

He had already given her demon gold once in the Demon Realm, which she used to buy an outfit. If she accepted it again…

“Alright, then I won’t stand on ceremony.”

Seize the day and spend first.

She’d find another way to repay him later.

Xiaoyu accepted it, reached out to the stall owner, pointed at the hair tie, and asked for the price.

The owner held up five fingers.

“How much?”

Xiaoyu leaned in, listening to the owner speak.

“Five wen coins.”

Xiaoyu nodded, opened the money pouch, and felt inside. It was all large denomination bank notes; there was no small change at all.

She awkwardly looked at Wen Yu, whispering: “This… can’t be broken, right…”

The owner was waiting for her payment.

Wen Yu leaned down, closer to Xiaoyu: “We can find a shop to break it.”

Xiaoyu looked up at Wen Yu, seeing the seriousness on his face. She thought for a moment and decided to go with it.

“Can you save this for me? I’ll be right back.”

The owner nodded, no longer paying attention to them.

Xiaoyu frantically searched for a shop to exchange the money. The shopkeeper looked at the large denomination bank note and glanced at them several times.

He muttered: “Rich, bringing bank notes out.”

Xiaoyu smiled awkwardly while quietly speaking to Wen Yu: “You rarely buy things, do you?”

Otherwise, the money wouldn’t be folded so neatly, with not a single coin of small change.

After exchanging the money, Xiaoyu ran back. Fortunately, the hair tie was still there. She paid directly and bought it.

Xiaoyu held the hair tie and tried to return the money pouch to Wen Yu, but he didn’t accept it.

“I don’t need it. It’s better for you to use it than for me to keep it.”

People were constantly walking the streets. Fearing she might get lost, Xiaoyu moved closer to Wen Yu.

“Wouldn’t that make me a freeloader?”

She searched herself for a long time but couldn’t find a suitable pocket for the hair tie.

The clothes she was wearing were bought in the Sandy Demon Realm and had suffered some damage after a few battles.

Having nowhere to put it, Xiaoyu simply held it in her hand and continued looking at the small objects along the street.

Wen Yu noticed her actions.

One of his intentions in bringing Xiaoyu to Yuehui City was to buy her new clothes.

The clothes from the Sandy Demon Realm didn’t suit her; they couldn’t showcase her beauty.

He looked around, waiting to spot a garment shop.

The sky was getting darker. Shops along the road lit their lamps, and the street stalls also used various methods for illumination. The street looked like a glowing fire dragon. The bustling crowds and stalls formed the scales, shining brightly on this land.

Xiaoyu was very interested in the surrounding items, but fearing Wen Yu would be bored constantly following her, she asked him: “Do you want to walk around by yourself?”

He shook his head.

“Are you sure you don’t want to walk around?”

As soon as Xiaoyu finished this sentence, she heard Wen Yu speak in a very subtle, slightly teasing tone.

“I’m afraid you’ll run away.” Seeing Xiaoyu begin to feel awkward, he followed up with the next sentence: “You still owe me a solution.”

“!”

Xiaoyu stared wide-eyed at Wen Yu. His face was reflected in her round fox eyes. He wore a smile, clearly having said it on purpose.

Fine, if you don’t want to browse, then don’t. But why bring up an awkward subject? She had almost forgotten about it.

“Cough, cough,” Xiaoyu uncomfortably looked away, her gaze drifting everywhere but on Wen Yu: “Don’t worry, I will definitely think of a solution.”

She started walking forward, feeling like Wen Yu was constantly watching her.

No, she had to deflect. There was no ‘solution’ for such a thing. She couldn’t possibly let him kiss her again, could she?

She was lost in thought and didn’t notice someone walking backward in front of her. Just as they were about to collide, Wen Yu reached out and pulled her to his side, helping her avoid the person.

Xiaoyu came back to her senses, immediately saw Wen Yu, and struggled to pull away from him.

Fortunately, it was dark now, and the light didn’t shine directly on her face. Otherwise, Wen Yu would have seen her flushed face.

Every time she recalled the scene from that night, she couldn’t help but feel shy, even when just thinking about a small related detail.

“There are quite a lot of people,” Xiaoyu looked up straight ahead, saying to Wen Yu in a serious tone.

Wen Yu took the cue: “Shall we check out a shop?”

He had already spotted a garment shop.

Xiaoyu nodded: “That works.”

The shop shouldn’t be as crowded.

She was looking at the shops on both sides of the street, intending to pick one to visit, when she heard Wen Yu call her again.

Turning around, she saw him pointing to a clothing store, suggesting she go check it out.

Xiaoyu followed the direction he pointed. She could see several garments hanging at the shop entrance: pink, blue, yellow, and green. They looked decent.

Retracting her gaze, Xiaoyu looked at Wen Yu: “Are you going to buy clothes?”

As soon as she said this, she saw Wen Yu looking at her with a peculiar expression, both smiling and seemingly chiding her.

Xiaoyu froze. Could it be that she was the one who was just looking…

“Alright, let’s go browse first.”

The shop had both men’s and women’s clothing. Xiaoyu even saw young couples coming in to buy outfits together.

“Welcome, do you two see any styles you like?”

The shop owner came over to greet them. Seeing the pair, she immediately offered generous compliments, which made Xiaoyu happy internally, though she struggled to keep herself from smiling too much.

She talks well, keep talking.

Then she couldn’t smile anymore.

“Sir, don’t just stand there. Quickly pick some beautiful clothes for your wife.” The shop owner winked and smiled brightly.

Xiaoyu opened her mouth, intending to explain, but Wen Yu had already picked out an outfit and handed it to her.

“Try this?”

Xiaoyu’s attention was diverted to the outfit. It was light pink, with butterflies embroidered on the lapel, sheer sleeves, and a light, elegant skirt. It was very beautiful.

“Come, come, try it on inside.” The shop owner enthusiastically waved, calling a woman to lead Xiaoyu.

Wen Yu handed the outfit to the woman and said to Xiaoyu: “Go try it on.”

Xiaoyu was already being pulled away by the woman. She kept looking back at Wen Yu, signaling for help with her eyes.

Why was she trying on clothes? Wasn’t she just looking?

The woman led Xiaoyu around a corner into the changing room. Wen Yu was out of sight.

The woman set down the clothes and reached out her hands to take off Xiaoyu’s current outfit.

Xiaoyu backed away repeatedly, refusing: “I can manage myself. Please go out.”

The woman didn’t retreat. Seeing her shyness, she smiled: “Don’t be afraid. We are all women. It’s fine. Our clothes are new styles. There might be some parts you don’t know how to wear.”

Xiaoyu looked at the hand reaching toward her and suddenly felt she had been tricked by Wen Yu.

A moment later, the woman’s voice rang out from the changing room.

“Beautiful!”

Xiaoyu touched the clothes on her body. There was no mirror, so she couldn’t see what it looked like on her.

She thought for a moment, calling out to the woman who was already heading out: “I want to change back.”

At this point, several women walked in. Seeing Xiaoyu, they all expressed admiration, which made her feel embarrassed.

The woman held onto her, preventing her from changing: “It’s so beautiful. Let your husband see it. Why change back?”

Xiaoyu couldn’t explain clearly anymore and was pulled out by the woman.

Walking around the corner, she was startled to see Wen Yu had been constantly looking in the direction she left. He could see her the moment she came out.

She suddenly felt nervous, her heart pounding, and her legs felt a little weak.

“How is it?”

Xiaoyu walked over, standing awkwardly, feeling a bit restrained.

The woman laughed cheerfully: “It’s definitely beautiful! This gentleman can’t take his eyes off you.”

Xiaoyu was embarrassed by her words and lowered her head, not daring to look at Wen Yu.

She had seen it—Wen Yu’s gaze.

It was bold, without any restraint.

It was the look of a fierce beast staring at its prey, an aggressively possessive look that wouldn’t let the prey escape.

“I’m going to change back.”

She had just turned around when Wen Yu stopped her.

“Try the others.”

Xiaoyu looked at the water-blue dress handed to her, blinked, and looked up at Wen Yu.

She saw his encouraging and expectant eyes.

After coming out of the changing room for the fifth time, the color of the clothes Xiaoyu was wearing had shifted from light to dark. The bright red dress made her skin appear even fairer.

She walked up to Wen Yu, tidying her hair.

Frequent changes had messed up her hair.

“I don’t want to try anymore. It’s a bit of a hassle.”

The clothes here were complicated to put on. It took a long time just to take them off, and catching her hair strands hurt.

Xiaoyu saw Wen Yu nod. She was about to turn around to change back into her original clothes when he stopped her.

“Wear this one.” Wen Yu beckoned to the shopkeeper, signaling him to pack all the clothes he had selected. Then, under Xiaoyu’s surprised expression, he asked her to pay.

The shopkeeper smiled and packed them: “This wife is truly blessed. I rarely see families where the woman handles the finances.”

Xiaoyu blushed and took out the money pouch to pay.

She was too lazy to explain. After all, once they left, who would care about the relationship between the customers?

Watching the colorful clothes being folded and placed into the bag, Xiaoyu nudged Wen Yu’s arm, asking him: “Don’t you need to buy clothes?”

As soon as she asked, she remembered Wen Yu had countless white robes.

“No need.”

Wen Yu took the bag of clothes from the shopkeeper and walked out with Xiaoyu.

It was enough for him to watch Xiaoyu wear different styles of clothes.

Although he didn’t know what kind of life she had lived before, things couldn’t be lacking now that she was with him.

He put the items into a spatial talisman and casually cast a cleansing spell on Xiaoyu’s current clothes.

Xiaoyu touched her new dress, feeling even happier.

They strolled for a while, seeing other sect disciples on the road who were clearly out having fun after the preliminary rounds.

She didn’t find anything else she liked, so in the end, she only bought that hair tie.

Thinking of the hair tie, Xiaoyu felt around on herself but couldn’t find it.

“Oh no, the hair tie I bought might have been forgotten in that shop.” Xiaoyu said, then turned and ran: “Wait for me here. I’ll be back soon.”

The skirt was a bit long, so she simply bunched it up in her hand so she could run faster.

Her running back was captured in Wen Yu’s eyes. He watched her quietly, suddenly feeling that time had slowed down. The burden weighing on him lifted, and he felt exceptionally at ease.

This feeling was only present when he was with Xiaoyu.

Her arrival was like thousands of lamps in ten thousand homes, illuminating his dark world.

Yet, she hadn’t truly taken him into her heart.

Wen Yu’s gaze followed Xiaoyu until her figure was no longer visible in the crowd.

Xiaoyu ran extremely fast. Fortunately, her constant practice these days had improved her physical fitness.

She ran back to the shop, asked the owner, who had been expecting her return to retrieve it.

“Thank you.”

Xiaoyu took back the hair tie. Glancing at a piece of fabric next to her that was the same color as Wen Yu’s clothes, a light bulb went off. She asked the owner for a scrap of the same fabric.

Holding the hair tie wrapped in the scrap fabric, Xiaoyu turned and exited the clothing store. Stepping out, she walked into a void.

By the time she realized something was wrong, her surroundings were pitch black. The prosperity she had just walked through seemed like an illusion, vanishing instantly.

At the same time, the spell seal on Wen Yu’s palm flickered.

His brow furrowed. He activated the spell seal to locate the restriction he had placed on Xiaoyu’s body.

However, he only received a vague, fuzzy location.

Wen Yu withdrew his hand, and his figure disappeared.

The bustling street and the surrounding cold silence formed a sharp contrast. Being here was like stepping from a warm house into a cold ice cave.

Xiaoyu didn’t dare to act rashly. She stood still, secretly vigilant, observing her surroundings.

Due to the darkness, she couldn’t see clearly.

This place seemed far from the previous street, very desolate, without even the sound of birds.

She was standing on grass. There were shadows in the distance, either mountains or trees.

Whoever caught her was undoubtedly from the Demon Venerable’s side. If the Demon Venerable had come, she wouldn’t even have a chance to call for help.

“You are calm, not afraid at all.”

A deep, powerful voice came from all directions, assaulting her mind and causing Xiaoyu’s head to throb painfully.

She couldn’t pinpoint the location of the speaker. The voice alone could harm her, indicating a strength far surpassing hers.

It seemed like she couldn’t get out of here by herself today.

She wondered if Wen Yu would look for her if she didn’t return.

“Hmph, she’s just a traitor.” It was another voice, one Xiaoyu found familiar.

Something quickly brushed past her from behind, carrying gusts of wind.

The thing spitefully slapped Xiaoyu’s head. Xiaoyu had just mobilized her demonic power to resist when a force of demonic energy bound her entirely, leaving her utterly unable to fight back.

After the slap, the thing landed in the distance.

Xiaoyu endured the pain in her head, opened her eyes, and saw a shadow briefly pass through the air, finally stopping at a certain height without moving. Then, a rustling sound followed.

It was a tree. Something had landed on its branches.

“My Lord, let me deal with her. You go intercept and kill Wen Yu.”

Xiaoyu finally recognized this voice. It was the stinky bird that had caught her and thrown her into the water when she first arrived.

Now she was being hit by this bird again. What an enemy.

The one referred to as “My Lord” should be the Pure Fox Lord mentioned by the bird earlier.

He still hadn’t shown himself.

“No rush. I am somewhat curious what abilities this fox possesses to survive next to Wen Yu for so long.”

Xiaoyu finally saw him.

A flash of fire appeared before her eyes, and a person walked out of the flames.

He was entirely reddish-brown, even his hair.

The person had a soft, feminine appearance, seemingly androgynous, and was curiously scrutinizing Xiaoyu.

As this dark, sticky gaze fell upon her, Xiaoyu felt something crawling on her face and wanted to use her hand to brush it away.

But she was controlled and couldn’t move.

She could only watch helplessly as he walked beside her, circling and examining her.

This was a completely different feeling from the demon race members she had encountered before. Her life could be harvested at any moment. Any slight move, and she would undoubtedly be the one injured.

Xiaoyu’s heart was in her throat. Her breathing became extremely shallow, fearing that one careless moment would send her to see the King of Hell.

The words exchanged between these two demons already confirmed her betrayal. They would definitely not let her go.

At this moment, apart from waiting for Wen Yu to realize she was missing and come find her, she could only find a way to escape herself.

But the probability was extremely low.

“You, this fox…”

Xiaoyu immediately became fully alert, so tense that she almost stopped breathing.

In the blink of an eye, she saw the person suddenly appear before her. His vertical pupils stared straight at her, scaring her into drawing a sharp breath.

Chunhu Qin pinched Xiaoyu’s chin, treating her like a toy, casually turning her head.

He squeezed so hard that Xiaoyu’s neck began to ache.

Then he tossed her away, stepping back dismissively: “Your looks are nothing special.”

Xiaoyu cursed internally.

If my looks are nothing special, why don’t you let me go?

The stinky bird shrieked and flew over: “My Lord, she even lied to me before, saying she wanted to continue gaining Wen Yu’s trust to kill him. Pah, full of lies.”

Xiaoyu couldn’t break free and could only curse in her mind.

If I don’t side with Wen Yu, should I go seek death?

Thank goodness I didn’t go back in the beginning, or I would have been killed by this group of demons sooner or later.

Chunhu Qin stared at Xiaoyu, smiling maliciously: “Killing her just like this is too boring.”

His vertical pupils, focused on Xiaoyu, were filled with cunning and murderous intent.

“Watching a person’s companion try to kill them—wouldn’t that be a good show?”

Xiaoyu’s heart skipped a beat. She suddenly understood what he intended to do.

In a flash, demonic energy was struck into Xiaoyu’s body, and a sharp pain surged through her.

Chunhu Qin’s smile had not yet faded, freezing on his face.

Just seconds after the demonic energy entered, a spell seal carrying immense power emerged on Xiaoyu’s body, instantly swallowing the invading demonic energy.

The spell seal continued to materialize. The deep green was the only bright color in the night.

Chunhu Qin’s face changed: “Wen Yu actually placed a restriction on you.”

He narrowed his eyes, his pupils rotating, having already conceived a new idea.

Just as he was about to act, his ear twitched, sensing an approaching aura.

“Useless thing! You couldn’t even stop that!” Chunhu Qin moved his hands quickly, striking a palm blow. The spell seal only showed slight cracks.

He didn’t make any further moves but ordered his subordinate to take Xiaoyu and kill her. He would go intercept Wen Yu.

“Rest assured, My Lord.”

Chunhu Qin took a step. Flames ignited in front of him. He stepped into the fire and disappeared.

Leaving the stinky bird to squawk loudly.

The flames died out, and the surroundings plunged back into darkness.

Something was churning in the darkness, unable to find peace.

Demonic energy was dissipated. The person surrounded was clearly running out of patience.

Dots of red appeared and crawled up from the back of his neck, concealed by his hair.

“Impatient?”

Flames spread open, and Chunhu Qin walked out, seeing the person surrounded. He looked smug, but his body was taut, without the slightest relaxation.

The demons surrounding him were torn apart one by one, yet they were endless, only slowing him down for a few seconds.

Chunhu Qin’s expression suddenly darkened. He blocked with both hands in front of him. Intense flames burned, but they didn’t touch Wen Yu at all.

He himself was forced back a few steps before stabilizing.

“Placing a restriction on one of my clan members. You’ve gone to a lot of trouble, Sword Venerable,” Chunhu Qin sneered. He had originally planned to turn the fox into a puppet and use her to kill Wen Yu. Even if she couldn’t kill him, grievously injuring him would be good.

Who knew that Wen Yu would place a restriction on a demon beast? Not only did it expose their location, but the plan couldn’t proceed.

Hmph, that fox is truly seductive.

Wen Yu didn’t say a single word. He had only one goal: to get rid of this noisy demon beast and find Xiaoyu.

The pain from his illness stimulated his nerves. It was not the right time to use spiritual power. The surrounding demonic energy affected his mind. If he didn’t deal with it soon, he didn’t know what he would do when the illness flared up, or if he would even save Xiaoyu.

Fragments of blue and red intersected, slicing through the night sky, killing the surrounding demons. They condensed into a sword, rushing toward Chunhu Qin with Wen Yu’s movement.

The Flute-Sword, infused with 30% spiritual power, carried immense power, slashing toward Chunhu Qin.

Chunhu Qin, however, didn’t feel threatened. Flames opened up, and demonic power surged out of his body.

His body underwent a partial transformation. His innate divine ability was activated, making his body so hard that it directly blocked the Flute-Sword’s attack.

Words of mockery came instantly: “Is this the strength of the strongest Human Sword Venerable? Nothing more than this.”

However, the next second, Wen Yu flashed forward, catching the Flute-Sword. Spiritual power was poured out without reservation.

The Flute-Sword transformed into multiple afterimages, cutting Chunhu Qin into countless pieces, slicing closely against his body.

The afterimages overlapped. Wen Yu flicked the sword, and blood splattered.

The Flute-Sword reverted to a jade flute, catching up to Wen Yu, who was already several meters away.

On the ground, the flames hadn’t extinguished. A thousand miles away in the Demon Realm, Chunhu Qin’s true body violently spat out blood.

“I underestimated him.”

A moment ago, Xiaoyu, who was being targeted, was vigilantly watching the stinky bird.

She could feel a throbbing pain as two forces clashed in her meridians.

The foreign power clashed with her innate demonic energy. This was the drawback of the restriction.

The restriction placed by the human cultivator, while offering protection to the demon and fiend races, inherently restrained them. If the restriction wasn’t removed promptly, the collision of the two forces would lead to various unfavorable consequences.

Fortunately, the restriction released her from the control. Xiaoyu endured the throbbing pain, staring at the stinky bird circling above her head, alert to the extreme.

The opportunity has come.

The departure of one of them indicated he had encountered a thorny issue. Judging from their conversation, it was very likely Wen Yu.

As long as she could hold out until Wen Yu arrived, she wouldn’t die.

“Heh heh, fox demon, if you fall into my hands, don’t think you’ll live.” He knew that demonic power couldn’t destroy the restriction in a short time, but he could use another method.

He circled high in the air, then folded his wings and dove straight toward Xiaoyu.

Xiaoyu quickly gathered her demonic power. Her meridians throbbed, connected to her heart. Her demonic power dispersed mid-way through gathering.

But the eagle was already right in front of her. Xiaoyu could only continue gathering demonic power while rolling to the side, narrowly dodging the attack.

Fortunately, she had practiced the basics with Yan Ziqiong, otherwise she would only know how to run foolishly.

The eagle shrieked and flew toward Xiaoyu again.

This time, he changed his strategy.

Xiaoyu saw him acting the same as before, continuing the same maneuver. She rolled again, but it turned out to be a feint. The bird flipped in a low arc, spread its sharp claws, and accurately grabbed Xiaoyu’s arm, sinking into the flesh.

He spread his wings, flapping them to fly high into the air at a rapid speed.

In the blink of an eye, Xiaoyu was dangling and flying several meters away.

The pitch-black night sky offered no light. Looking down, the ground was a dark, solid mass, clearly not trees but rocks and mountains.

Not good! He’s going to crash me into the mountain!

Xiaoyu was so anxious that her movement to gather demonic power broke off for a moment.

Her eyes frantically searched for a chance to survive.

A shimmer of light flashed on the ground. Looking closely, it was a lake!

Xiaoyu saw a glimmer of hope for survival. She only needed her demonic power to finish gathering so she could cut off this eagle’s claw.

The mountain was getting closer and closer. Xiaoyu’s heart was beating faster and faster.

Faster, faster!

However, the lake below wouldn’t wait for her. In a few more seconds, they would fly out of the lake’s area.

Xiaoyu gritted her teeth. No more waiting!

She used the small amount of demonic power she had to form a needle. The eagle was flying erratically. She could only rely on instinct, fiercely plunging the needle into a spot.

There was no point of leverage on her body. The first stab wasn’t very deep.

But hearing the eagle’s shriek and the sudden drop in altitude, she knew she had hit it.

Xiaoyu didn’t let go, fiercely pressing down.

The arm caught by the claw was already numb.

“Damn it!” The eagle screamed, circling in the air, trying to force Xiaoyu to let go.

Xiaoyu tightly gripped the needle, savagely digging it deeper.

She had only one thought in her mind now: sever his leg!

Forcing herself to gather that meager amount of demonic power again, she drove the needle further in.

The tail end of the needle was thicker than the tip. As it went in, the eagle let go of its claw instinctively in pain.

Xiaoyu plummeted downward.

The rapid speed distorted her face. One arm hung limply. She couldn’t even change her posture.

Fortunately, her direction of descent was toward the lake.

A huge splash erupted. The moment Xiaoyu hit the water, the eagle was sliced in half by the Flute-Sword.

A figure followed her, plunging into the water.

The moment Wen Yu fell into the water, red marks crawled up the back of his neck, and his eyes shifted.