Chapter 92: The Awakening of the Fox Spirit

“Congratulations, you are now a complete girl.”

Su Mian gazed at Xiao Moyuan’s smiling face, so close to her own. His deep-set eyes held a hint of playful mockery and knowing amusement.

A rush of heat surged to Su Mian’s head. All her tangled emotions—shame, panic, disbelief—coalesced into a single, guttural roar that burst from her lips:

“Damn it!”

Yet, the moment the words escaped, she froze.

Even though she hadn’t tried to soften her voice, it was distinctly feminine.

It held a soft, subtle tremor, a truly sweet and syrupy quality!

Even when swearing, it lacked any intimidation, sounding more like an annoyed kitten baring its harmless claws.

Her mother, Lin Xiangwan’s, hesitant warnings suddenly exploded in her mind:

“Su Mian, remember, if you and a boy… have the most intimate relationship, the boundary that balances your gender will be completely broken. Your female side will fully stabilize, and it will be… irreversible.

Irreversible.”

That day, it seemed, had truly collapsed in this moment, the heavy pressure almost suffocating her.

Grief and fury overwhelmed her reason.

“Xiao Moyuan! You bastard—!”

Her voice, though choked with tears, remained cloyingly sweet. It sounded less like an accusation and more like a petulant whine.

She instinctively threw a punch, her small, seemingly powerless fist, laden with all her frantic disarray, swinging towards the culprit’s chest.

She only wanted to vent, to make him feel a fraction of her own helplessness.

However, the dull thud she expected against a solid chest never came. Instead, there was a muffled crash and Xiao Moyuan’s suppressed groan.

Boom—!

A burst of power, incomprehensible even to herself, erupted from her seemingly slender arm.

Xiao Moyuan was sent flying backward by her ‘gentle’ punch, his back slamming heavily against the wall at the far end of the bed with a teeth-jarring thud. Fine cracks even appeared on the hard surface of the wall.

Su Mian froze completely, her fist still suspended in mid-air, filled with a mixture of indignation and shock.

“What… what’s happening to me?”

“Why has my strength become so immense?!”

Xiao Moyuan leaned against the wall, looking disheveled for the first time.

A trickle of bright red blood stained the corner of his mouth, his complexion pale to the point of transparency, and fine cold sweat beaded on his forehead.

Yet, the anger she expected was absent from his face. Instead, a fleeting, extremely complex emotion crossed his features, finally settling into a bitter smile tinged with indulgence and helplessness.

‘Last night, Su Mian completed her final transformation beneath him. Not only did it solidify her female identity, but it also seemed to shatter the fragile seal on her body that had concealed her demonic aura.

And she had nearly exhausted all her spiritual energy; her body was now utterly empty, so weak she could barely stand steady.

Unexpectedly, even the fist of the ‘fox’ he had cultivated could not be restrained. Truly… disgraceful.’

“Su Moyuan! You… are you alright?”

Su Mian finally snapped out of her daze. Seeing his ashen face and the glaring red at the corner of his mouth, she rushed over in a panic, fumbling to help him up.

“I’m sorry! I really didn’t mean to! I don’t know why… my strength became so great…”

Her eyes reddened with urgency, her voice thick with genuine tears.

The dented wall and Xiao Moyuan’s current weak state unequivocally showed just how powerful her blow had been.

She bit her lower lip.

“I… I’ll take you to the hospital first!”

Xiao Moyuan casually wiped the blood from his mouth with the back of his hand.

He lifted his gaze to the exquisite little face before him, which was etched with astonishment and innocence, and spoke in a low, husky voice, a hint of teasing in his tone:

“Little fox, you seem… completely unaware of your current self, don’t you?”

With that, he suddenly reached out, precisely grasping something fluffy behind her, which was swaying uneasily.

Hiss—!

An indescribable, intensely tingling sensation, akin to a powerful electric current, exploded from the spot he touched, instantly sweeping through her entire body!

Su Mian completely lost control. A seductive gasp, bone-deep, escaped her throat, and her legs went weak, almost collapsing to the ground.

She whipped her head around, following Xiao Moyuan’s hand—a fluffy, snow-white fox tail, thick with fur, was firmly clutched in his long fingers!

And the end of this tail… was clearly connected near her coccyx!

Boom! Su Mian’s entire face, down to her neck, flushed crimson!

“Xiao Moyuan! You pervert!”

She was mortified and enraged, her voice trembling uncontrollably.

“Last night… wasn’t what you did to me enough… how could you… how could you put something like this… this thing on me!”

She simply couldn’t fathom how someone could be so utterly vile!

Upon hearing her, Xiao Moyuan almost laughed in exasperation, but the movement aggravated his internal injuries, prompting another fit of low coughs.

He took a breath, then slowly countered, his voice brimming with mockery:

“Are you sure I was the one who put it on you?”

Su Mian was both ashamed and furious: “If not you, then… then was it… me? Did I put it on myself?!”

She had barely seen such a thing a few times. Even if she had a sleepwalking habit, she couldn’t have spontaneously mastered something like this!

Xiao Moyuan chuckled softly, his chest vibrating, and looked at her with a strange glint in his eyes:

“Mianmian, at a time like this, your mind can still immediately jump to such… colorful thoughts. That… that part, I truly admire.”

Before his words even finished, his fingertips subtly moved, beginning to playfully and maliciously caress and knead the extremely sensitive fox tail in his hand.

‘Stop it!’

‘Ugh, I… I beg you, let go!’

The intense, utterly unfamiliar pleasure, like surging tides, washed over Su Mian’s nerves, wave after wave.

This sensation was a hundred times more powerful than when she had accidentally touched her own abnormally sensitive body in the bathroom earlier!

She couldn’t resist at all; her body was utterly limp.

She slumped back onto the disheveled bed, unconsciously twisting her slender waist, trying to escape the maddening stimulation, her voice so soft and sweet it could drip with honey.

It sounded less like a refusal and more like a coy invitation.

‘It’s too strange, this feeling…’

By now, no matter how unwilling Su Mian was to believe it, she clearly realized—this tail simply couldn’t be an external object!

It could transmit Xiao Moyuan’s palm temperature, the strength of his fingers, and even every tiny tremor caused by his subtle movements with undeniable clarity… It was a feeling of bloodline connection, of nerves intertwined.

An absurd thought surfaced.

‘This, this tail… could it be… my own?!

Xiao Moyuan had no intention of letting her off easily.

That punch had landed squarely, and his internal organs were still throbbing with pain. How could he justify himself if he didn’t exact some ‘interest’ from the little fox?

Thus, a one-sided, ‘inhumane’ ‘tail torture’ session lasted for nearly an hour.

When Xiao Moyuan finally released her, still seemingly unsatisfied, Su Mian had melted onto the bed like a puddle of spring water.

Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes hazy and watery, her bangs soaked with sweat. She gasped for breath, utterly devoid of the strength to even lift a finger.

The bedsheets beneath her were soaked with her sweat and certain unspeakable secretions, creating an ambiguous and messy scene.

“Feeling better?” Xiao Moyuan’s voice was slightly hoarse.

Su Mian’s mind was blank; she instinctively nodded in a daze.

“Good, now you can go to the bathroom,”

Xiao Moyuan leisurely pointed towards the bathroom.

“And take a shower while you’re at it.”

The implication in his words jolted Su Mian back to awareness.

She glared fiercely at Xiao Moyuan.

Yet, her glare was utterly ineffective, appearing more like a playful pout.

‘This bastard!’

‘She had worried so much about his injuries just now, and he turned around and ‘retaliated’ against her in this way!’

‘Looking at him now, still able to tease her, he hardly seemed injured at all!’

She forced her weak body to move, practically crawling off the bed on all fours. She could only barely support herself against the wall, inching forward, stumbling into the bathroom.

Standing before the brightly lit bathroom mirror, when she saw the reflection, Su Mian was struck by lightning, utterly petrified in place.

The girl in the mirror had skin as white as snow, with captivating, expressive eyes. Her small face was exquisitely flawless.

However, nestled within her thick hair, a pair of equally snow-white, fluffy fox ears twitched subtly and alertly.

And behind her, the fluffy, soft white fox tail, which Xiao Moyuan had just wantonly played with, hung limply, its tip unconsciously curling slightly.

She tremblingly reached out and touched the pair of ears on her head.

Then she turned her hand and cautiously touched the tail…

A sensation of it being a part of her own body flowed through her.

“It’s… it’s really mine?”

“How… how did I grow a tail and ears?!”

In that moment, Su Mian’s worldview, which she had held for eighteen years as an ordinary human, utterly collapsed.

She finally belatedly understood why Xiao Moyuan had been calling her ‘little fox’ repeatedly since last night.

A wave of immense panic instantly made her forget about showering, and even about her aching body. She spun around abruptly, stumbling and rushing back into the bedroom.

She approached Xiao Moyuan, who was leaning leisurely against the headboard, seemingly having recovered some of his strength.

All color had drained from Su Mian’s face, replaced by visible panic and fear. She opened her mouth, her voice choked with tears:

“What… what is happening to me?! How did I become like this?!”

Xiao Moyuan watched her silently, his gaze profound.

He stated calmly:

“As you can see. Su Mian, you are now not just a complete girl; more accurately, you are a… fox spirit.”

Su Mian suddenly remembered the terrifying, grotesque black markings that had appeared on Xiao Moyuan’s face last night.

A more horrifying conjecture chilled her to the bone. Her voice trembling, she asked:

“Was… was it you? Did you turn me into this?”

“Xiao Moyuan… are… are you even human?!”

Xiao Moyuan twitched the corner of his mouth. Her accusation… why did it sound so much like an insult to him?

He sighed, his tone becoming serious:

“Firstly, I will tell you very clearly, Su Mian, this world is far more complex and vast than what you perceive with your naked eye. It is not inhabited solely by humans.”

He looked directly into Su Mian’s eyes, which were filled with terror and disbelief, and declared each word distinctly:

“You, Su Mian, have never been a pure human.

“The blood of the Tushan Fox Clan flows within you; you are a half-demon. Your gender transformation, these unusual changes in your body, all stem from the awakening of your bloodline. This is inherently a part of your true self.”

Seeing Su Mian’s expression, still unable to accept it, as if he were speaking of fantasies, he paused and added:

“Your parents, I believe, know this better than anyone.

“What you consider normal, a gender transformation, already falls outside the realm of scientific explanation. From this point alone, you should understand that you no longer belong to the category of ‘normal people’.”

Finally, he leaned slightly forward:

“And, by the way, let me tell you something. My true identity is that of an Exorcist.”

“My duty is to track, investigate, and when necessary—cleanse, eliminate, monsters like you.”

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