Chapter 3: That damned Nine-Tailed Fox!

“A bedroom?” Song Xiaoxiao murmured.

“Sister Song, next… I’m going to start your treatment!” Su Li’er turned around, coming face-to-face with the very close Song Xiaoxiao.

Oh, no, because she was rather short, what she was face-to-face with were Song Xiaoxiao’s unbelievably large mounds.

So, so big.

Su Li’er swallowed hard, trying not to let her thoughts wander; it was mainly because she was a little nervous.

This was her first time doing business, after all…

“Treatment like just now?” A slight change came over Song Xiaoxiao’s eyes.

“Of course.” Su Li’er cleared her throat. “But for better absorption of the immortal energy, I need to ask Sister Song a few questions first.”

“What?” Song Xiaoxiao had a bad feeling.

“Has Sister Song ever had a Dao companion before?” Su Li’er planned in her heart.

“Never.” Song Xiaoxiao shook her head.

“Then have you ever, liked someone?” Su Li’er continued to ask.

“I have not.” Song Xiaoxiao shook her head again.

“Not even one?” Su Li’er was astonished. “Then? Any male friends? Or pursuers? A history of some ambiguous relationship?”

Song Xiaoxiao’s eyes lowered for a moment, as if in deep thought, then she shook her head: “None.”

—Su Li’er felt like her mind had been struck by lightning.

This woman… was an innocent, pure beyond belief, uh, aloof and mature beauty.

This, what was she to do.

The girls in the cultivation world were all so darn conservative… every one of them was so darn feudal about ambiguity!

If she just went for it… she felt like Sister Song would get angry and run off, and the meat that was right at her lips… ah, no, the lifespan that was right in her grasp was about to run away!

“Why do you ask these things?” Song Xiaoxiao was puzzled.

“Well…” Su Li’er gave a hollow laugh. “For the treatment that follows, I need Sister Song to take off all her clothes, and then…”

“Take off all my clothes!?” Song Xiaoxiao was shocked, her eyes widening slightly.

“Uh, yes.” Su Li’er gestured with her hands. “It’s mainly because immortal energy is very special. If there are clothes in the way, the final effect might be much worse, and I only have a limited amount of immortal energy…”

“Is that true?” Song Xiaoxiao’s veil fluttered slightly. Her breathing quickened. Since she was young, she had maintained her purity and chastity. She had never let anyone see this body of hers!

As the Master of the Sword Sect, a person of status and power, how could she undress in front of a stranger!?

And completely naked at that!?

In someone else’s bedroom…!

“Absolutely true!” Su Li’er nodded slowly and firmly.

—‘It’s a lie, a complete lie, to test Sister Song’s level of acceptance! And to get more chances to make Sister Song shy and flustered, to absorb more lifespan!’

‘Hehe, two birds with one stone, I’m truly a genius~’

Song Xiaoxiao fell into silence, closing her eyes, her brows furrowed slightly.

The warm fireplace glowed, the flames crackling softly.

“Sister Song, still haven’t decided?” Su Li’er couldn’t help but feel anxious.

“Forgive me, but I cannot accept.” Song Xiaoxiao opened her eyes, which were filled with deep resistance. She sighed softly and explained, “Regarding these matters, I have my own principles, and there are also reasons related to my personal status…”

“Alright, alright.” Su Li’er waved her hand, pouting with reluctance. “If Sister Song is so against it, then there’s nothing I can do! This immortal energy… we just can’t use it.”

“Can we try another method?” Now it was Song Xiaoxiao’s turn to be anxious, her expression clearly changing.

“No!” Su Li’er’s little mouth pouted so much it could reach the heavens.

Song Xiaoxiao’s face stiffened.

“If you want treatment, then strip! If you don’t, then forget it!” Su Li’er crossed her arms, tapping her foot on the floor in an intermittent rhythm.

“Song Xiaoxiao was in a difficult position: “But taking off my clothes…”

“Aiya, Sister Song, we’re both girls. It’s just taking off some clothes, what’s there to be afraid of! Look at me, how do I look?” Su Li’er pointed to her own face.

“Very beautiful,” Song Xiaoxiao said honestly.

“Exactly! You’re not losing out at all. If we’re really talking losses, it’s me who’s losing out! I’m a nine-tailed fox, the leader of ten thousand foxes. Looking at my face costs extra! Don’t you think so?” Su Li’er’s little mouth prattled on endlessly.

“Mn.” Song Xiaoxiao nodded mechanically, the life gradually draining from her eyes, leaving them dull and lifeless.

—Beneath the veil, a delicate blush was faintly visible.

Her mind was like a world war, with thoughts clashing furiously!

‘Little angel: Song Ruoxue, you are the Master of the Sword Sect, a cultivator of the Ice Spirit Root! Preserving your purity is fundamental! To have your body seen is to lose your dignity as both the Sword Sect Master and an Ice Spirit Root cultivator, no less than being utterly humiliated!’

‘Little devil: Dearest Sword Sect Master, don’t you want to heal your body? Don’t you want the Sword Sect to return to the glory of the previous generation? Isn’t that your primary mission?’

What to do, what to do, what to do?

To strip or not to strip?

A vision of the Sword Sect in its full glory appeared before her eyes… how wonderful!

In the blink of an eye, the scene changed to her being stark naked, surrounded by blurry figures, endless gazes focused on her. Her body felt like it was melting, like it was on fire!

And then… all those figures transformed into the nine-tailed fox girl!

A drop of cold sweat slid down Song Ruoxue’s forehead, yet her heart burned with anxiety.

“Sister Song, still haven’t decided?” Su Li’er was bored of waiting and started grooming her own tails.

“I… have decided,” Song Xiaoxiao uttered in an extremely faint voice, her eyes downcast, unable to lift her head.

“Eh? And what’s the verdict?” Su Li’er was delighted, covering her mouth in slight surprise.

Song Xiaoxiao turned around, her fair hands slowly untying her sash. The long dress slid off softly, bit by bit.

The air… the coolness of it touching her skin.

And that searing gaze from behind her…

So, so shameful.

Song Xiaoxiao clenched her teeth so hard she could almost shatter them. The coolness on her skin spread, and the sense of embarrassment gradually crept downwards.

No.

Below the waist… I can’t.

Song Xiaoxiao held onto her dress with one hand, halting the long, agonizing process.

My face is so hot, my heart is beating so fast.

“Sister Song, keep going, why did you stop?” Su Li’er urged.

“I can’t. Any further, and I’ll be completely bare,” Song Xiaoxiao’s voice grew smaller and smaller, as if there was a lump in her throat.

“But if you’re like this, I can’t treat you,” Su Li’er grumbled.

“I… can’t take any more off,” Song Xiaoxiao’s voice trembled.

“Fine then, put your clothes back on,” Su Li’er said, displeased.

“Why?” Song Xiaoxiao was stunned.

“If you don’t take it all off, I can’t treat you. Just put it back on, sigh~~” Su Li’er shook her head.

“I’ve already taken off this much.” Song Xiaoxiao’s body trembled slightly. Anger, shyness, panic, frustration… she couldn’t tell which emotion it was.

It was so chaotic.

A complete mess.

The Ice Spirit Root was always known for logic and coldness, yet right now I’m…

No, I can’t think about these things right now…!

“This is nothing. I said all your clothes, oh right, not just the dress, but your inner shirt too!” Su Li’er reminded her seriously.

“…It has to be like that?” Song Xiaoxiao was completely petrified.

“Of course! Otherwise, how can we get the best treatment effect? When I do business, I have to be responsible. I don’t do half-assed jobs! A foundational injury is no joke. If the treatment isn’t thorough, it will backlash, and then I won’t be able to save you even if I wanted to!” Su Li’er said with a grave expression.

Song Xiaoxiao felt her eyes growing moist.

The sound of something shattering echoed in the depths of her heart, piece by piece, the fragments reflecting her own blushing face.

Dignity, purity, principles… all shattered.

Damn it!

That damned nine-tailed fox…!!