The forest is full of spirits, especially those easy-to-command ones with little cultivation.
These spirits have weak cultivation and limited talent, with mixed bloodlines, unlike the formidable Great Demons residing deep in the mountains.
They live near rural villages, surviving by absorbing the mundane smokiness, not at all detached and pure.
Such low-level spirits are overlooked by cultivators, using talisman paper and spiritual power to subdue them is a waste.
Thus, in the world of the Demon Clan, survival is tough, but these little spirits live happily and freely.
They don’t harm people, so they aren’t considered harmful demons.
In rural areas, they might even secretly help villagers with farm work or find lost items.
Little by little, they gather a slight amount of belief power, living quite joyfully.
The fortunate thing for these small demons is that righteous cultivators don’t persecute them.
But today, their bad luck is in encountering Mohe Shu Ci, who kills demons rcilessly.
Shu Ci acts purely on whims, regardless of the convenience of these spirits, summoning them forcefully in the middle of the night.
At this mont, Shu Ci’s demonic power is restrained, her realm yet to recover, her aura not particularly strong.
In the eyes of these little spirits, she appears to be a vulgar fox spirit of low status.
Summoned by the Ancient Array, they thought a great figure had arrived.
Upon seeing Shu Ci’s flamboyant and unorthodox appearance, the little spirits sneered, showing disdain.
It’s not that Shu Ci’s seven-tailed form isn’t attractive, nor does she look old, her face is mature and alluring, too charming.
For those demons cultivating in the Mortal World, what they seek is clear vision and the path to immortality.
Even when transford, they don’t deliberately appear seductive and alluring, but follow a pure and aloof Demon Immortal style.
Observing this fox demon woman, it’s clear she transford hastily, as first-ti transformations tend to mimic youthful looks.
This appearance pleases those wealthy old nobles.
But for these mountain spirits and demons, born in the mundane world, they truly dislike this mature fox spirit favored by unorthodox and old vulgar n.
However, within the Demon Clan, rules dictate that anyone capable of summoning lower-level demons is temporarily their master, whom they must assist.
A young cat spirit stepped forward, her youthful, beautiful face still marked with two unfinished transforming cat whiskers.
"Lady Mountain Spirit, summoning us at midnight, what might be perplexing you?"
This group of mountain spirits, whenever facing a summoner, would call them Lord or Lady Mountain spirit.
Yet their realm is so low, their ability to assist very limited.
But, residing in the mundane world, their only advantage is having ears everywhere and eyes watching everything, skilled in mundane gossip and rumors.
To put it nicely, they are knowledgeable about the pugilist world; disparagingly, they are long-eared gossips, experts in every mortal rumor.
Shu Ci greatly disliked the little spirits’ expressions but was helpless.
For millennia, she seldom appeared in her seven-tailed form, feeling that this appearance lacked deterrent force, diminishing her prestige as Mohe.
Moreover, this form is too cumberso, entirely lacking the ease and convenience of her six-tailed form.
Especially the heavy breasts, which sway when she walks and jolt when she runs, causing her shoulders much discomfort.
She can’t see her toes when she lowers her head, making her unsure of how to walk, feeling much heavier overall.
She pointed behind her at Baili An, saying, "Do you know where I might find a cool, shaded place to recuperate, away from the sun, where one can rest and heal?"
The little spirits, upon seeing the youth lying at Shu Ci’s feet, were imdiately captivated.
My goodness, how can such a divine young man exist in this remote village.
These dedicated cultivators of little spirits adore this type of elegant, young noble man.
In their amazent, observing his bloody, scarred body, gasping weakly, it’s clear he’s endured severe torture and harsh treatnt.
They grieved deeply, guessing that perhaps this lascivious fox had set her sights on this young man’s looks, intending to forcefully exploit and drain him.
He resisted unto death, leaving him in such a pitiful state.
The cat spirit girl, most unable to bear seeing this precious young man suffering, gently asked, "What’s the relationship between this young man and Lady Mountain Spirit, and why is he so injured?"
Shu Ci candidly replied: "He is my food, originally intended to be cleaned tonight for consumption, but he said his injuries are too severe, his condition poor.
Afraid he can’t satisfy , I must wait until he heals properly."
The spirits: "..."
It turns out this really is a licentious fox, who tortured him into such a sorry state, still worried he wouldn’t be able to satisfy?
The cat spirit remained silent for a long ti, truly pitying that handso young man, harboring a kind heart: "Yes, yes, this young man is absolutely right; he is weak, Lady Mountain Spirit, please don’t ruin his health for a mont’s pleasure."
Another bear spirit, perhaps discontent with the cat spirit’s admiration and compassion for Baili An, scoffed:
"With this sickly look, he couldn’t endure two punches from , yet you talk about his health, should Lady Mountain Spirit nourish herself..."
The bear spirit laughed, rubbing a paw, recklessly eyeing Shu Ci: "I guarantee you’ll be greatly satisfied."
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