Chapter 6: The Mysterious Mist of Zixia Peak

A wisp of mist began to rise from the Zixia Peak just as the afternoon sun reached its zenith, adding an extra layer of mystery to this already towering mountain. Although the mist had not yet dissipated, the three individuals could not see their surroundings clearly. However, Bai Luozhu, who was cradling the little fox, was the first to sense something unusual through her bodily sensations.

Since the mist rose, Bai Luozhu noticed that the slight weight of the little fox in her arms had increased ever so slightly, accompanied by a sensation different from the soft fur of the fox. At that moment, she felt as if her hands, which were holding the little fox, were touching a piece of fine silk. It was incredibly smooth, without a single flaw, and gave her the urge to cherish it as if it were a precious artifact.

Despite the mist obscuring her vision, Bai Luozhu couldn’t resist the urge to slowly stroke the cool, smooth silk with her hands. Unfortunately, the area of the silk was rather small. Although Bai Luozhu’s cultivation level was quite high in the Qingluan Sect, her hands were still small for a girl. Yet, even these small hands, when spread out on the silk, covered a significant portion of it.

Fortunately, Bai Luozhu quickly realized that the silk was not just a single layer. Soon, her hands gently embraced the small reverse side, moving towards the front of the silk. However, this time, a slight protrusion on the flawless silk obstructed her ultimate enjoyment.

Just as Bai Luozhu was pondering what this obstruction could be, a gentle breeze blew, carrying a few playful silver strands of hair to her face, tingling her skin and dispersing the mist that had been shrouding Zixia Peak.

With the mist cleared, Bai Luozhu found herself face to face with a silver-haired girl with a blushing, adorable expression. The girl had delicate, exquisite features, with fair, elastic skin. Her slightly flushed cheeks and puffed-up expression made her look both adorable and mischievous, giving Bai Luozhu the urge to pinch her cheeks, imagining they might be soft enough to squeeze water out of them.

Just as Bai Luozhu was about to act on her impulse, her right hand, which had been touching the ‘silk,’ moved slightly, and she felt the girl in her arms tremble as if electrified. Bai Luozhu, who usually focused solely on cultivation and rarely showed interest in other matters, was bewildered. She looked ahead and met a pair of enchanting eyes, different from most humans, with a faint red hue in their pupils. This combination of allure and innocence, though contradictory, was perfectly balanced in Bai Luozhu’s view. At that moment, the eyes, filled with a hint of moisture, complemented the girl’s delicate, rosy cheeks, evoking both tenderness and a desire to tease further.

However, as a disciple of the prestigious Qingluan Sect, Bai Luozhu, the only personal disciple of the Zixia Peak, resisted her impulse. She looked towards her right hand, where she discovered that the girl in her arms was completely naked, with smooth, fair skin visible everywhere. Her left hand was supporting the girl’s light body. This meant that the ‘silk’ she had been touching was actually the girl’s skin, and the protrusion was…

Realizing this, Bai Luozhu felt a pang of guilt. She chided herself, ‘Bai Luozhu, how can you be so easily distracted by sensations? Is your cultivation so fragile?’ While scolding herself, she took out a set of clothes from her storage ring, intending to dress the newly transformed ‘little junior sister.’

Just as she was about to do so, the clothes in her right hand were suddenly snatched away. Surprised, Bai Luozhu turned to see Master Gu Yao holding the clothes, her phoenix eyes sparkling with excitement, and a faint heart shape forming in her pupils. This state was understandable for a beast tamer, as this ‘spirit beast’ transformation was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, offering invaluable lessons. Moreover, Xiao Xi, with her evident spirit, was an incredibly charming girl!

Excited, Master Gu Yao held the clothes intended for Xiao Xi, hoping to build rapport and eventually recruit the little fox into her own sect. Seeing Bai Luozhu’s gaze, Master Gu Yao quickly composed herself and spoke seriously, ‘Bai Luozhu, you may not know this, but ancient texts describe how newly transformed beasts are very weak. It’s not convenient for you to hold her while changing clothes. Let me do it for you.’ Before Bai Luozhu could respond, Master Gu Yao reached out to help Xiao Xi change clothes. However, her hand was stopped by another soft hand, and the clothes were snatched back by her own senior sister, Su Mei.

Startled, Master Gu Yao turned to see Su Mei, who had taken the clothes, looking slightly stunned. Although it was customary for Master Gu Yao to help the little one transform and change clothes, seeing her sister’s intense, almost possessed expression, Su Mei felt compelled to intervene. She coughed lightly and explained, ‘Gu Yao, the little one is my disciple. It wouldn’t be proper for you, an external sect master, to help change her clothes.’ Without waiting for a response, Su Mei walked towards her disciple, who was clinging to her senior sister, and noticed that the little one was quite attractive. From Su Mei’s mature perspective, Xiao Xi still had many details to improve, and her figure was even flatter than her own senior sister, Bai Luozhu. However, seeing the little one’s slim waist and trembling, dependent eyes, Su Mei’s mood improved. She approached them, only to realize that she was unsure whether she should dress her disciple herself. Doing so might seem too intimate, but not doing so left her uncomfortable with her sister’s eagerness. Just as she was deliberating, a cute sneeze came from her disciple, ‘A-choo… choo… choo.’ Su Mei looked up to see her little one’s delicate nose turning red. She remembered that the newly transformed fox, without its natural fur, could catch a cold on the mountaintop. Seeing her disciple’s red nose, Su Mei found her reason. She quickly began to dress the little one, but upon touching the soft skin, she paused. ‘How can it be so smooth?’ she thought, ‘Slippery and soft… Should I touch it again?’