Chapter 522: Fairy Fengya vs. Wen Susu

But Ye Wenxin didn’t do anything drastic. She couldn’t help the quirk on her lips. This subtle change did not go unnoticed by the kitsune, whose fox-like visage showed a nuanced expression.

Eyes regaining clarity, Ye Wenxin met the kitsune’s gaze, curious how she would handle the awkwardness of getting caught red-handed. However, the kitsune didn’t react exaggeratedly and continued to enjoy Ye Wenxin’s caresses. Holding the kitsune in her arms, Ye Wenxin asked, “Where did you sneak in from, little fox?”

At that moment, they had already returned to the academy, and the kitsune had even brought Ye Wenxin back to her room. Encountering an unusual fox inspired more curiosity than fear in the thirteen-year-old Ye Wenxin.

The kitsune let out a soft cry. Those beautiful eyes opened and stared directly at Ye Wenxin, trying to lull her into lowering her guard with cuteness. She probably hadn’t enjoyed the simple pleasures of being a fox for a long time, which explained her desire for pets.

Ye Wenxin kept up the vigorous caresses, targeting areas she knew would bring most comfort: the head, tails, and back. The sensations seemed to overwhelm the kitsune. She went limp in Ye Wenxin’s arms, placing herself at Ye Wenxin’s mercy.

Ye Wenxin still pretended to be oblivious. Eventually, unable to take it anymore, the kitsune escaped through the window. Ye Wenxin didn’t chase after her. As darkness fell, she meditated to bide her time until night fully set in before finding a way to approach the library again…

Meanwhile, back in human form, the kitsune felt weak in the limbs. Her cheeks were flushed as if she had just experienced intimate pleasures rather than merely being petted. She bit her lip, unable to believe she had succumbed to a pair of hands. Her determination to find a man became even stronger.

Walking with these thoughts swirling in her mind, she suddenly spotted a familiar figure.

“Susu, what are you doing here?” The kitsune looked at Wen Susu in surprise. She noticed Wen Susu holding a book. Even after being called, Wen Susu took her time to finish reading the page before lifting her head to look at the kitsune.

“To check on you. It seems you’ve clashed with your sister again.” Wen Susu swept her eyes over the kitsune. Within a few seconds, she concluded. She, the Heavenly Book, could see the past, but the future was a mystery known only to the heavens. Wen Susu rarely pried into it and would not waste her brain cells on something so senseless.

As she looked at the kitsune, her mind automatically received all the information about the kitsune’s past, including the moment Ye Wenxin had been petting her.

“Yes, that sl*t even pretended to be pregnant. If I hadn’t acted decisively, I would have fallen for it.” Expression darkening, the kitsune could not resist spitting out her frustrations.

Wen Susu silently listened, already knowing the story, but she let the kitsune express herself.

“By the way, you said Ye Xiaowen can bring me good luck in romance. Why do I feel like it’s done nothing for me?” After venting, the kitsune recalled the unique experience Ye Wenxin had just given her and voiced her suspicion.

“Of course. It’s just that you have yet to establish enough intimacy. Or you could let her touch you in your original form, like you did earlier.” Wen Susu was still subtly leading the kitsune to her doom. The kitsune sensed something amiss but trusted Wen Susu’s credibility. She nodded before asking hesitantly, “So, should I still go looking for a man tonight?”

Wen Susu narrowed her eyes slightly. “That’s up to you. But you haven’t received any romantic fortune. I suggest you refrain from searching for a partner tonight.”

The kitsune nodded in agreement. She turned to leave with a sway in her hips.

A smile crept onto Wen Susu’s lips, but her expression quickly shifted to one of vigilance as she noticed something. With a slight twirl, she transformed back into her dark blue-haired form. Sitting atop a massive book floating in the air, she swiftly took to the skies.

Wen Susu peered closely at the huge rift forming in the sky. Something seemed to be emerging from it. She tapped her finger on a giant page, making it turn transparent to reveal its hidden text.

Wen Susu extracted two characters, forming the word “Close”. An invisible power instantly burst forth from the characters, slowly sealing the rift shut. However, a grotesque hand managed to extend through the gap.

Wen Susu panicked. As the Heavenly Book, she had knowledge of all things under the heavens but lacked any combat power. With no one around to assist her, her mind immediately turned to the two hidden experts in the vicinity—Demon Lord Gu Qingcheng and Fairy Fengya. She hesitated over which one to seek help from, when suddenly a blue light flashed.

A thick layer of frost instantly covered the rift, freezing the outstretched hand solid. Wen Susu’s gaze focused on a figure with flowing hair. Although in her thirteen-year-old form, she was still a stunning beauty, the embodiment of gracefulness.

“Mother of Heaven.” Pupils narrowing slightly, Wen Susu immediately saw through the past and present lives of the person before her. But Fairy Fengya’s gaze remained indifferent. She showed no reaction to the title Wen Susu had just uttered.

“No wonder you possess such overwhelming fortune. As an elder, I must warn you that your power is too great for this fragile realm,” Wen Susu cautioned. The formidable force effusing from Fairy Fengya was no mere product of a single lifetime, but an accumulation of countless reincarnations.

“Thank you,” Fairy Fengya replied with just two words, then continued, “But I still haven’t found the answer I’m looking for in this realm.”

She politely declined Wen Susu’s warning, leaving the latter more curious than ever about what answer Fairy Fengya sought. Wen Susu attempted to probe more, but found only blankness within Fairy Fengya’s heart. She had her guard up. With her power, it seemed unlikely that anyone could oppose her, even in the next realm.

Wen Susu contemplated how to break through Fairy Fengya’s mental defenses. Her gaze landed on a fragile-looking necklace hanging around Fairy Fengya’s neck. Sensing Great Grandma’s aura from it, Wen Susu immediately discerned her identity and background.

“Fairy Zhuling? You’ve chosen a remarkable vessel to possess.” Wen Susu chuckled. She hadn’t expected the once-famous Fairy Zhuling to become Fairy Fengya’s accessory. Just to start anew, the woman resorted to using this wretched method of soul-possession.

However, no matter what Great Grandma tried, she could never win against her host.

Great Grandma remained silent, yet persistently attempted to prove her innocence to Fairy Fengya.

Great Grandma: Mistress, don’t listen to her nonsense.

Fairy Fengya: I know what I’m doing.

Great Grandma: ???