An incredibly ancient giant tree.
Its roots were deeply embedded beneath the earth, and its countless branches seemed to prop open the firmament. The top of the tree connected to the banks of the Heavenly River, where countless galaxies cascaded down.
It looked like the end of the world.
"Young Master Jiang, this divine tree is the Qingqiu Immortal Root. It is said that it was once a divine root surpassing immortal elixirs, but its divinity was severed... Now, only its remnants remain."
Bai Qingxian patiently explained to Jiang Che.
"Qingqiu Immortal Root? Is there a story behind it?" Jiang Che sat cross-legged under the tree and asked with great interest.
"Uh... there isn't really a story. It's just that all the top-tier demon races in the Western Regions must have a symbol, such as the Phoenix clan's Parasol Immortal Branch, and the Kunpeng clan's Profound Dark Southern Sea..."
"An immortal tree? I once heard a story in the mortal realm. There was also a fox clan and a giant tree..."
Jiang Che began to tell a story. He actually quite enjoyed this process of chatting with girls.
After all, even if you go to a foot massage parlor, the masseuse will still have a heart-to-heart chat with you.
"Ah? The Bitter Love Giant Tree?"
Bai Qingxian blinked her eyes cutely and began to listen to Jiang Che's story.
That's right! Jiang Che started telling the girl Bai Qingxian the story of Fox Spirit Matchmaker. Although it felt a bit like plagiarism, it was definitely enough to bluff this girl.
They were all foxes, after all, so maybe she could relate to it?
Half an hour later...
"Alright, Miss Xian'er, that's it for now. I must say... the scenery of your Qingqiu clan is indeed beautiful enough. Of course... the most beautiful of all is you, Miss Xian'er."
"Hey, hey, hey! You... you're done just like that? What about the rest? You haven't finished the story yet!" Bai Qingxian grabbed Jiang Che's sleeve.
"True, I haven't finished, but it's time for me to go back!" Jiang Che said as he patted his butt and prepared to leave.
"You... you..."
At this moment, Bai Qingxian was just like a novel reader who finally found a good-quality book, only to discover that the author was about to drop it right when she was completely engrossed.
"Miss Xian'er, if you want to know what happens next, please board my immortal boat!"
Jiang Che, this wolf, finally revealed his wolf tail.
Bai Qingxian was speechless. This was truly a bastard of a man. He clearly could have forcefully coerced her into his immortal boat, but he still beat around the bush and took her on a date...
He even made up a touching story on the spot. The key was... it was very much to her liking.
She knew very well that she would eventually be conquered by this man; it was only a matter of time. But she strongly resented the current situation. As someone who cultivated the Great Dao of Charm... how could she be at a disadvantage in a relationship?
It should be just like what her master said: even the most prideful man... must be trained into a loyal hound!
Thus, Bai Qingxian began to imitate Immortal Lord White Fox, gradually manifesting her fox tail!
She wasn't as powerful as Immortal Lord White Fox and could only manifest a single fox tail.
After all, she hadn't become an Emperor yet!
"Tsk tsk, Xian'er, this won't do. Only one fox tail? Your master's fox tails... definitely feel top-notch to the touch. You still need to cultivate more."
[Ding! The host has tricked Bai Qingxian, obtaining 100 million points.]
On how to infuriate a girl.
[Bah! If you fancy my master, go find her! Why look for me? Going for the soft target?]
[I'm so mad! Why do I always have to be reduced to a background character in front of my master? The object of comparison?]
Although she was very depressed in her heart, Bai Qingxian still wore a smile on her face.
"Young Master Jiang, don't you like me?"
Bai Qingxian was truly worthy of being a vixen; her every movement tickled one's heart.
"I like you! I like you a lot!" Jiang Che looked at Bai Qingxian with a hint of fervor in his eyes.
Seeing Jiang Che reveal such an infatuated gaze, Bai Qingxian couldn't help but feel secretly delighted.
[Hehe, men! A peerless genius with Five Immortal Constitutions? You still have to bow down beneath this fox immortal's skirt... oh wait, feet!]
"Then between me and my master... who is more beautiful?" Bai Qingxian licked her thin lips, imitating the appearance of Immortal Lord White Fox in an attempt to make herself look more enchanting.
"That would definitely be Immortal Lord White Fox."
Bai Qingxian: "......"
No, why are you so impervious to everything?
Looking at the silently sulking Bai Qingxian, Jiang Che just pursed his lips and chuckled softly. This little demon fox... really didn't have a single bit of scheming in her.
However, truth be told, when she imitated Immortal Lord White Fox's seductiveness... although it wasn't as natural as Immortal Lord White Fox, that feeling of youthfulness mixed with charm was also heart-fluttering.
As for Bai Qingxian, Jiang Che wasn't in a hurry to eat her. After all, this little demon fox was the second-ranked peerless beauty on the Nine Heavens Beauty Ranking, so there had to be a sense of ceremony!
...
Inside the immortal boat.
Jiang Che was followed by dozens of fox clan beauties dressed in light gauze.
And the one leading them was none other than the Immortal Fox - Bai Tianwu!
"Sister Tianwu? Why are you also... uh..." Bai Qingxian's eyes widened. Although Bai Tianwu was twenty thousand years older than her, she was still her best friend and older sister. Back in the Qingqiu clan, she had been wondering where Bai Tianwu went.
She didn't expect... that she had already...
Bai Tianwu revealed a helpless look, "Sister Xian'er, I left the Qingqiu clan voluntarily!"
Bai Tianwu's enchanting figure also caught the attention of many girls.
Braving Yu Wan'er's fierce glare, Jiang Che introduced her thick-skinnedly.
"Ahem, let me introduce you all. This is Bai Tianwu, an Immortal Fox Ancestor of the Qingqiu Fox Clan who achieved immortality through the Dao of Dance. You can learn some dancing from her."
Jiang Che pointed to the woman beside him, who was dressed in ancient attire with fluttering sleeves, her face concealed by a purple veil, and possessing an extremely enchanting figure.
"I'm not learning to dance!" Yu Wan'er said resentfully, staring daggers at the large group of beautiful foxes behind Jiang Che, her jealousy practically overflowing.
She really wanted to skin this bunch of damn vixens and make them into fox fur coats!
How were young girls like them supposed to compete with these dozens of vixens?
Wasn't this a joke?
"Fairy Tianwu, come perform a dance for them to see!" Jiang Che clapped his hands.
The Immortal Fox Bai Tianwu slightly lowered her eyes and stepped forward gracefully, lotuses blooming with every step. This fairy wasn't wearing shoes; she stepped on the void with bare, pristine jade feet, and then began to dance elegantly.
At the same time, four fluffy and slender pure white fox tails appeared behind her. The fox tails swayed gently, making those watching feel an unbearable itch in their hearts.
Bai Tianwu's dancing posture wasn't like those of many suggestive internet streamers who struck seductive poses. Her dance... was very serene, leaning towards classical dance. It was a self-created dance, yet exceptionally elegant, making her look just like a butterfly.
A fox immortal who achieved immortality through the Dao of Dance—in such an extremely niche path, Bai Tianwu was probably the only one in the entire Nine Heavens!
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
